Early in the morning, the property management had not yet had the chance to shovel the snow, and the fresh snow spread like cotton, loosely laying a continuous carpet across the ground. His footsteps from outside the white wooden fence extended all the way in.
Ruan Liuzheng paused, silently stepping into the snow, where his previous footprints were trampled into disorder.
Once in the car, a thin layer of mist covered the windshield, blurring the white snow and green plants outside.
He turned on the wipers, and as the heat from the car steamed up, the mist quietly dissipated. But the warm heat filled up the space inside the car, making it somewhat suffocating.
She cracked the window slightly for some air. Seeing the fluffy layer of snow on the rearview mirror outside reminded her of throwing snowballs with him at the hospital yesterday. Now, she no longer felt like grabbing a handful of snow.
