The snow stopped once Himmel Soan woke up from his reverie. Firey kept holding him from behind. He didn't look back, still staring out of the window. The only difference was that his expression wasn't as empty as before.
There was something tender about it as if he was cherishing the memory of someone.
...
Outside, people were still gazing up at the sky.
They kept guessing when the snow would stop. Some said the next day, some said two days later, while others said it would never stop.
The snow was so heavy, and the weather was so abnormal. Everything from the drizzle to this snow was out of the ordinary. No one should be able to remain dry in the rain.
The weather change had reached the supernatural realm that even the scientists couldn't offer an explanation for.
"I wonder what Mr. Himmel Soan thinks about the weather. He must have some unique views."
"I agree. Mr. Himmel Soan is a scientist, so he must know what's going on."
