As if to match the festive atmosphere, snow began to fall right before the festival.
It was a heavy snow.
The few children in the base were ecstatic, running around in packs across the square, building snowmen, and having snowball fights. The adults, usually strict with the children, were exceptionally lenient, letting them play and make noise.
For a moment, life seemed to have returned to how it used to be.
Chu Huaijin always strove to make life no different from the past; he not only organized a New Year's Eve banquet but also cleaned up the theater for a performance program.
There was peace and prosperity.
With some laughter and frolic, the days didn't seem so hard anymore.
In the morning, Bai Youwei opened her eyes and felt the bright whiteness outside her window. She poked half her body out of the bed, exposing her fair skin dotted with light and dark peach tones...
A strong, muscular arm reached over and firmly pulled her back.
