When it snowed, it was not too cold. But in her previous life, Beijing had rarely seen such heavy snowfall. She stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake. Her military coat shielded her from most of the snow, but some still landed on her face and hair. She blinked, causing the moisture on her eyelashes to curl up.
What she wanted to know now was what kind of drills they were going to carry out in what was heavy snowfall. Their operations were not affected by the snow, or rather, they actually wanted the snow to be part of their exercise.
Tang Yuxin picked up her camera and took a shot. It was only when her hand emerged from the warm coat that she felt the chilling cold outside, so much that she was unwilling to extend her hand again.
Slowly, all she could see was the cold white snow, and behind the snow, only footprints left on the ground, the direction to which was unfamiliar.
The snow seemed to get heavier and heavier until her vision was almost blurred by its intensity.
