Liang Chen, entirely, found himself standing still on the spot, unable to move.
...
While walking, Jing Haohao didn't feel the cold, but now, as she stopped, she felt a coolness creeping up from her feet.
Jing Haohao stamped her feet, shaking off the snowflakes clinging to her clothes, before swiftly quickening her steps, preparing to leave.
Empty and desolate, the entire overpass had no one else. Jing Haohao took a few steps before noticing a figure ahead.
The distance made it difficult for her to recognize the person. The snow was falling heavily as if it could bury anyone beneath it. With no hesitation, Jing Haohao continued walking forward.
She noticed the hesitance in the person's step ahead. Jing Haohao felt a knot of uncertainty in her heart. She took another couple of steps forward before recognizing who it was.
Her steps abruptly came to a halt.
Wind laced with snow swirled around.
