I Wear Books and Become Cannon Fodder, I Rely on the Merit System to Engage in Sports

The snow was like a mat, layer by layer, crushing the eaves, and the whole city seemed to be buried in a white tomb. Su Wanxing huddled in the corner, leaning against the cold stone wall, her soaked linen clothes clinging to her skin, as cold as iron against her bones. She hugged her knees tightly with her arms, her teeth chattered uncontrollably, and every breath was filled with white mist, and was quickly swallowed up by the cold air. Three days. It has only been three days since she entered this book.