Elliot, what are you questioning?” Avery walked up to him, positioned a kiss on his cheek and stated in a low voice, “I experience like you are unhappy.”

“The snow outdoor jogs my memory of loads of factors.” Elliot eyes fell out of the window once more, “I usually sense that the snow is the same as earlier than, however we aren’t what we was once.”

“What do you imply we aren’t what we used to be? ” Avery’s eyebrows frowned, unable to guess what Elliot became thinking.

Elliot explained, “We will finally develop vintage, but the snow will not exchange. Every birthday and Spring Festival, it is simple to fall into this emotion.”

“Hahaha! Maybe I’m now not your age, So on birthdays and New Year, apart from being glad, I don’t think about these things.” Avery pulled him off the bed, “I made breakfast, but it tasted so-so, so don’t dislike it.”

“What did you prepare dinner?” Elliot requested

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