Snow had been falling all day, and by the time the last class in the afternoon ended, the entire campus had transformed into a silver-white world.
[Wait for me in your classroom after school.]
After Song Jiawen had looked through all the topics assigned by the teacher, she finally took her time packing up her books and took out her cell phone from her pocket to power it on.
After a couple of buzzes, she quickly saw the message from Jiang Yan.
[Okay]
She replied with one word, and then continued packing her books.
"It's snowing heavily outside, do you want to walk together?"
Xue Weisong had finished packing his things, turned around, and said, "I brought an umbrella."
As he spoke, Xue Weisong took out a folded blue umbrella from his desk and placed it on Song Jiawen's desk.
Song Jiawen glanced at the umbrella and shook her head, "You use it. I want to play in the snow."
