Another winter had come.
This year in Huhai was exceptionally cold, and the chilling wind from the river had boosted the sales of down jackets tremendously today.
"After more than a decade without snow, Huhai suddenly saw snowflakes~"
There was fitting music coming from the streets, and indeed, Huhai had seen some snowflakes this year.
For southerners who seldom saw snow, even a little snowflake excited them greatly.
Many university students at schools would rush to the greenbelts and scoop up thin layers of snow, struggling to mold it into a small snowman the size of a palm for a long time.
Even so, they were excited enough to cluster together for photos.
Xu Musen's days passed steadily, his company progressing smoothly; in terms of personal affairs, today was New Year and he could formally take An Nuannuan home for the Spring Festival.
There was something off, though.
It was that recently, two young ladies who usually hopped and skipped around him had been oddly quiet.
