Waves after waves of cold wind, tricky and cunning, were always blowing when people relaxed their guard, engulfing the last remnants of summer and causing people's hair to stand on end.
However, in Jiangbei, a brightly lit city that did not seem to be afraid of the cold at all.
Even though it was already late at night, the streets were still bustling with people. The streams of people did not stop for the bone-piercing cold wind — it was lively and ruthless.
A Starbucks coffee shop in Jiangbei was also bustling with activity. There were gossip spawning all over the place, and there were even some - sarcasm and scheming that was even colder than the cold wind.
Just like the two inconspicuous women in the corner.
Ma Dannuo handed over the scarf that she bought — — similar to the one Jian Ran bought, "xu Youai, since the weather is cold, I picked it out for you. There are only six limited edition versions of this brand in the entire city. "