The wind outside the venue was very strong, and Wen Heng seemed to hear the sound of wind chimes at the entrance of the old alley. In that sound, there was the love he had never given up, and their inheritance that spanned time.
The wind will blow away the haze and dry the humidity, but the persistence in the ringing of the bell will eventually make its own echo when swinging the knife towards the ice road again and again.
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Sports competition overhead three-dimensional speed skating
Concept: The flowers blooming on the ice road will not be frozen, but will bloom in full bloom.