Survival Thriller: Starting from Cataracts

The sky was dark, the ground was pure white, and there were one or two tiny snowflakes floating in the air. There was an out-of-place bright color between the sky and the earth. It turned out to be a young man dressed in red and holding an oil-paper umbrella. His eyes were so bright that he looked like a Like a piece of jade without a trace of dirt, the color of the clothes is very tacky, but it does not show up on the young master. There is a beautiful ink painting on the oil paper umbrella, but it seems that the red paint was accidentally touched and the sudden color fell into the painting and was fixed here. You see him walking carelessly on this road, reaching out to gently catch a few snowflakes and smiling slightly as if he remembered something interesting. The snow seems to be unable to withstand the enthusiasm and it flies away in the blink of an eye. As if the young master is aware of it, his eyes suddenly dim and he takes back his hand and slowly leaves here for the next place. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.