Snow descended slowly and quietly.
There was no wind.
A series of snowy mountain peaks formed a range.
A couple were snuggling each other near the window, looking outside at the snowy landscape.
There was a warm atmosphere in the room.
The wife was neat and graceful, some white color was already beginning to show in her hair. She leaned on her husband's arm and spoke with nostalgia: "It has been so long since I watched the snowy landscape with you this serenely…"
Her husband already looked old but was in good health, he comfortingly patted his wife's arm with his aged hand, and spoke slowly: "I would like to stay with you always and watch the snowflakes fall quietly. Do you still remember the time we first met?"
His wife chuckled, the joyous memory seemed to be resurfacing in front of her eyes: "That was also a snowy day, you were still hotheaded, wanting to become stronger and stronger."
