On a snowy night, it snowed heavily. The white snow slowly falls. The ice and snow are frozen, and the ground is covered with ice.
The world is painted in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the white sunrays slowly filter through the gaps in the curtains. The last stroke fell to the ground, and he stood up with a feeble sigh. The snow blew by, and people left behind the curtain.
Gently push the door open, slide the key into the pin and turn into the door bar.
"World, are you there?" No one answered.
"This..." The thrown away painting reappeared in front of him. Bored, the boy and girl clasp their fingers in the painting and look at each other with a smile. The picture is completely blank, leaving only endless thoughts.
The beautiful woman has gone long ago, and I will still remember her.
The auspicious snow and clouds will make me sad.
I can't see you on the winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
Kizuna is always present at this night, when the boy and the girl look up at the stars.
"Xiaoyu, what are you thinking about?"
"No!" He raised his head and said, "Did you trip?" You Youjingshi, the young man smiled alone.
PS: There is still a little bit left to complete in the sixth quarter. Don't worry, there is another 1,200-word chapter tonight. Here I apologize for that one, so please forgive me and I will keep updating it! Thank you! Mu Qing, Xiaoxiang, Qingcheng, Yanjun, please give me your advice.
