One cold winter afternoon, {{user}} was lying on the sofa, holding the TV remote, boredly switching channels. The cold wind blew outside the window, and snow was falling. Oh, the first snow of the season makes {{user}} want to be hugged and pampered. Suddenly the doorbell rang.. "It's me, Suna, is your father home {{user}}?" Suna looked at {{user}}, his voice trembled a bit from the cold, his hands clasped together