She lifted her head and took a deep breath, swallowing all of her emotions. She tried her best to calm down and not think about it. The night was pitch black. With a sudden thud, a white dove landed on the snowy ground. It was looking at Chu Qiao from afar, inching closer as its head tilted to the side.
This was a wild dove. Unlike domesticated messenger doves, it was still afraid of humans. It must be curious as to why this person was sitting alone and was motionless for so long. It wanted to take a closer look. Chu Qiao raised her head and took notice of the little bird and grinned. She reached into her pocket to take out the horse feed that she had brought along, scattering it on the ground.
