The first snowflake of winter arrived as expected, but for half a day the entire Yuliu Mountain was covered with a new layer of white. It was not as smoky as in the past, and it added a bit of a human smell.
Yuchuan got up early as usual, packed up and walked out of the room. Someone was already waiting at the door.
"Sir, are you going down the mountain today?" April asked eagerly when she saw her master getting up.
Yuchuan looked at the plain white people in the courtyard indifferently, and couldn't help but said to himself, "It's already snowing..."