The light shone on the thick snow. There were withered branches lying around.
Li Xiwu held the lamp in one hand and searched the thick snow with the other. She called Han Qianye's name again and again, but there was no response.
Ah Yue shouted, "Sister, you have to be careful."
Li Xiwu took the time to reply. "I know."
She moved from squatting to kneeling and searching. Her knees were wet from the melted snow under her feet, and the bone-chilling cold pressed against her skin, but she had no time to care at this moment. She was focused on finding Han Qianye.
After an unknown period of time, someone patted her shoulder from behind. Li Xiwu was overjoyed and turned around. "Auntie…"
Seeing that it was Ah Yue's worried face, Li Xiwu asked, "Ah Yue, why are you down here?"
Ah Yue said, "Sister, I'm still worried about you down there alone. I only came down because Weiwei agreed."
