Unaware, the sky started to sprinkle with snowflakes again and a chilling wind rushed into her collar, making Xiang Wan shiver.
When she wanted to head back, she turned around and saw only a white expanse; the heavy snow nearly blocked all visibility, and she could vaguely see that the tourists in the ski resort were evacuating.
Realizing she was alone, she started to panic and hurriedly skied back.
The more anxious she became, the more prone to errors she was; she lost her balance and fell straight to the ground. Scrambling up, she did not bother to brush off the snow on her clothes and continued to ski forward.
Suddenly, a dark figure cut through the wind and snow and came to a steady halt in front of her.
It was Zuo Xingyun...
She breathed a sigh of relief; before she could speak, he, pulling her along as they skied back, scolded her, "Clumsy and frivolous, running off so far by yourself. Not hurrying back when the snow gets heavy, what were you thinking?"
