Evening.
That day, Xu Musen and Yao Mingyue didn't go anywhere. They just sat quietly by the riverbank, watching as the snow and wind brought evening on.
It was almost time for the New Year, and the days were darkening especially fast. As soon as the sun fell behind the mountains, you could immediately feel the temperature plummet.
"We should head back."
Xu Musen secured the scarf around her neck and topped her off with a white mink fur hat, transforming her into an adorable little snowman, wrapped up tight.
But Xu Musen still felt the temperature of her palms dropping bit by bit.
"Time flies so fast..."
Yao Mingyue looked at the riverbank where only the last streaks of golden sunset lingered. It should have been a warm color, but as darkness gradually stole its luster, it seemed as if even the warmth was snatched away in an instant.
