You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

He handed her a box with a black bag covering it.

Joyce took the package, and after she paid, she opened the package on the spot, "Wait a minute. I need to check it first. It would be more convenient if I want to return it."

The deliveryman stood and waited while Joyce opened the package. She pulled a black velvet box out of it and opened it. She looked inside and said with satisfaction, "Okay, you can go now. Thanks."

After the deliveryman left, Joyce took a few steps farther forward and threw the packaging into the trash bin.

In her hand she cupped the black velvet box she had just received. She walked back to her office.

It was so cold, and she felt that in just a short while, her fingers had almost frozen and become less flexible.

She stopped and breathed into her palm, and she could even see the white foggy air.

It's still cold.

a warm scarf came up from the back

once, it blocked all the cold,

was solid black, with a pretty wild logo. It was a cashmere scarf Luther bought for

just about to turn around when he embraced her from behind. His long, slender arms were

her neck, "What are you doing downstairs in this cold weather? And you don't even remember to bring a

was pressed against hers and they were

still and he held her

He asked in a soft voice. Joyce tilted her head up and suddenly felt a bit cold on her face, and then she

a soft

first snow

were swept around by the

raised in a soft curve, and she sighed from her heart,

four years and never saw snow. The Capital was located in the cold north, and the first snow of this winter just came unannounced. “You

snow every year,