Daniel stood in the white snow, hesitating whether to leave.
He had suffered so much that it would be nothing if he left.
Especially now that he was shivering with cold, even the gloves he had prepared didn't help.
Just then, some hail hit him directly on the forehead, leaving a bump on the head.
Daniel felt dizzy for a while and finally decided to leave.
As the old saying goes, "Where there is life, there is hope." If he became a fool because of the hail, there was no way that Alice would get back together with him.
Thinking of that, Daniel pulled his feet out of the snow and walked away slowly.
Upstairs, Alice heard a group of people shouting, "Hail." She could not lie down any longer. She quickly got up, took an umbrella and a scarf, and hurried downstairs.
When she got downstairs, she could only see Daniel's disappearing view of back in the snow.
