It was the 24th of the twelfth lunar month when Guo Yanbai met Cheng Ganan who was traveling alone to Xinjiang to celebrate the New Year. The snow in Altay had been falling for three months and was thick enough to bury the car. A woman wrapped like a rice dumpling was jumping from the fence into the snow. The snow buried her completely, and the men on the side happily dug her out.
Under the night sky that night, snow pillars appeared in the heavy snow like bamboo shoots. She smiled almost heartlessly: "I'll wait for the aurora."
It was only a month after they first met. A month ago she told him "I like the sunny days in Lingnan" while chewing a cigarette. The smoke she exhaled was as erratic and unrestrained as the smile on her face.
Later, they were entangled on the big bed in the B&B, and Guo Yanbai bit her neck. There was something he didn't tell her, "Cheng Ganan, the first time I saw you, I wanted to take you to the bed."
Intention: Love at first sight