Song Chuxue nervously fidgeted with her clothes: "I have always used the name Chuxue in Country A."
"Because the day I fell in love with you at university, it coincidentally snowed for the first time that winter."
Thinking about this, she smiled shyly, trying to evoke Feng Jingxuan's memories: "Do you remember the first time I confessed to you? You were wearing a blue shirt, looking directly at me, and I actually thought you looked good in every way."
"I confessed to you many times, but never got a positive response, yet I always felt that it was destined for us to be together."
"Later, I saw you in an accident on the street, the car caught fire, and I rushed to you without thinking. That time, you were seriously injured, and I finally became your wife through that incident, even though the method was disgraceful."
Listening to her mention these things that only Nan Xia would know, Feng Jingxuan's heart softened: "There's nothing disgraceful."