In the cold north, the city was covered with heavy snow. It snowed heavily on New Year's Eve. Covered in snowflakes, Mucha opened the glass door and saw a familiar figure.
"Tomorrow is the New Year, and you're still going on a business trip?"
"... I resigned, do you still need waiters here?" Mucha pointed to the recruitment advertisement standing next to us.
"There is no need for a waiter." The person in front of him smiled calmly: "However, there is still a lack of a boss lady, do you want to consider it?"
Under the orange light, the two people looked at each other and smiled. Mucha couldn't wait to fall into the warm embrace that he had missed and been looking for for a long time.
At that moment, I seemed to clearly hear the sound of snowflakes falling.
It was okay, but it ended too quickly!