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.

the back of her

it blocked all the cold, biting

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

turn around when he embraced her from behind. His long, slender arms were wrapped around her

on the side of her neck, "What are you doing downstairs in this

was pressed against hers and they were

and he held her

He asked in a soft voice. Joyce tilted her head up

soft

was the first snow

sparse snowflakes were swept around by the wind and instantly melted

lips raised in a soft curve, and she sighed

never saw snow. The Capital was located in the cold north, and the first snow of this winter

like the snow, I will take you to see the snow every year, OK?"