Women will freeze to death. Tell me.

There is a yearning for autumn water, and there is a cold feeling of forgetting to wear long pants.

In winter, it bothers me and always touches me.

It's too cold. Come to my bed and talk about everything.

If I don't reply to your message, I'm not cold, but my hands are cold.

Take care of yourself when it's cold. I can't borrow your coat or give you a hug.

All cooling for the purpose of not snowing is hooliganism.

The weather is as cold as a joke, and life is like nonsense.

No matter how much I wear, I will freeze to death without me.

(The picture is from the Internet, and it has been deleted! )