Winter in Beijing has always been dragging on, with only a bit of chill brewing at the end of December, but this day God suddenly turned against him.
The moment he stepped out of the warm yellow halo of the club, the biting wind blew into his face, wrapped in goose feathers and snowflakes, crushing the neon lights of the CBD business district into flying catkins.
The busy streets were covered with a thin layer of white, the glass curtain walls reflected the tracks of falling snow, and even the honking horns of the traffic were softened by the cold.
Shi Sui closed the collar of his coat and was about to take a step forward when his eyes were caught by a figure not far away.
A group of people came towards a girl surrounded by people. When they passed each other, the wind carried the faint scent of cedar milk on her body, and the ending sound of others calling her "Tingbai" with a smile.
Only later did he learn that she was Xu Tingbai, a charming, naive and noble little princess who no one in the circle could bear to criticize.
But he was originally an outside observer, but under the influence of that winter snow, he couldn't help but stop, and willingly became the person who preferred her.
Purpose: I love Beijing very much, so.