"We don't need the snow; we'll still make it to silver hair together!"
Ye Feng gave Jiang Yixue a firm and certain answer, with a resolute look in his eyes.
Jiang Yixue didn't speak, snuggling into Ye Feng's embrace, her gaze drifting over the scattering, pristine white snow around them, silently taking to heart the vow they had made to stay together until their hair turned grey.
"It's too cold; I'll take you back to the hotel."
After noticing a layer of tiny goosebumps on the surface of Jiang Yixue's skin, Ye Feng held her hand tightly, wrapped his arms around her, and quickly walked back to the hotel.
The snowflakes fluttered about as the two figures, looking so beautiful in the snow, seemed to be the only two people in the world.
...
The snow was still falling when the Jade Lord bravely arrived at the hotel through the heavy, feather-like snow.
