She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply. When she opened her eyes again, she had fallen completely in character.
Her eyes were wide, filled with ambition and curiosity, yet besides that innocence, they also held traces of ancient centuries-old wisdom.
Just like that, she stood motionlessly in the snow, oblivious to the blizzard billowing on her clothes, ignorant to the noise created, even as they swept up layers of snow.
Her face was so pale that it was almost transparent. In the midst of the transparency, glowed a tinge of rosiness on her cheeks; adding on to the aestheticism of her features.
Her entire person was blanketed in white. Only her red lips and the rosiness of her cheeks indicated that she was a living thing, otherwise, she could have been a statue carved out of ice.
"Xiao Bai! Xiao Bai..."
Someone was calling her name from behind. "What are you doing standing over there? Come and play with us in the snow."
