Mu Chun remembered that when he was in the army, there was no heating at night in the winter, and he could get through it, but it was conceivable that his body was really weak now.

Looking sideways at the window, through the thin window paper, I could vaguely see the silver moonlight against the snow, and all the scenery seemed to be still, dyed with a layer of dreamlike hazy beauty.

I listened closely, but I only heard the faint crackling sound of the charcoal fire burning.

There was no wind tonight.

Mu Chun sniffed, put on his clothes and got out of bed.

With a creaking sound, the wooden door was slowly pushed open, and Mu Chun walked to the center of the courtyard, and when he lowered his head slightly, he watched his embroidered shoes dyed white

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