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... the afternoon, the sun emerged from the clouds, and the chilly sunshine shone down, glittering brightly on the snowy ground.
Seeing her squinting while wearing the gloves, Song JinXing walked up to her, took off his sunglasses, and leaned down to put them on her face.
Zhong Ruanxing's eyes instantly felt comfortable. She used her thick gloves to push the sunglasses up and adjust them, then asked him, "What about you?"
Song JinXing just smiled, "I don't need them."
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