"It's cold."
February 1st.
On the 28th day of the lunar new year.
Lin Yao got into the back seat of the car and felt uncomfortable with the temperature difference between the inside and outside of the car.
"Are you wearing heavy clothes?"
When Lin Xi heard what Lin Yao said, he leaned over to her and gently pulled the scarf around her neck to see how many she was wearing.
"Don't, don't, don't talk, cold air is coming in."
Lin Yao patted her hand off, and then retracted her snow-white chin into the scarf again: "Three, three, coat, sweater, T-shirt..."
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