Step—Step—Step!
Snow flying all over the sky, walking alone through eternity, a tall figure walks step by step from the end of the street, and with each step, the snow beneath his feet crunches.
"Did I come too early?"
He silently comes to the side of a little beggar, looks at the already frozen little beggar, and mumbles a whisper.
Snow fills the sky, snowflakes fluttering, the vast snowstorm roars between Heaven and Earth. He picks up the little beggar and disappears into the stormy snow at the end of the street.
"That day of wind and snow, when love was determined."
When Ye Xuan stared in amazement at the scene before him, the murmuring sound of the Lord of Extreme Emotion quietly arose.
The scene shifts!
This is a valley, a sea of blossoming flowers, ancient trees reaching the sky, and a peerless young woman dances among the flowers. The fluttering petals in the sky move with her as she intermittently releases bell-like laughter.
"Sir, is Qingmei beautiful?"
