[Let's & Go] Qingdong

Every time we meet, there always seems to be a red telephone booth and a long cord clutched in my hand.

Pulling down the scarf wrapped over my mouth, I can hear your voice, though it always comes through mixed with a little static.

My fingers keep winding around the phone cord, and my toe taps the ground, melting a circle in the snow.

“Hasn’t it been winter for ages already...?”

“But... I think it only counts as real winter when it snows.”

I always feel that winter is the warmest season, because only in winter do people long for warmth and truly feel it.

That’s all~ This story will probably have a tendency toward snark, and I may make a few (?) changes to the original... There’ll be some original content, and my personal preferences will be pretty strong...

All right, the text and illustrations are original, so please don’t repost them. (Who said I dropped this story? I’m back to update it...)

I really did draw the illustration. It was drawn for me last year, OTL... I just never got around to updating...