The wind and snow are howling.

Bai Cha felt a chill to the bone, and she seemed to be lying in a snowdrift, her fingers freezing and stiff.

It was obviously a dream, and she knew it too.

Bai Cha stretched out his stiff hand, picked up the snow above his head, and climbed up with difficulty.

The wind carried fine ice slag, blowing people's faces painfully.

The sky was so dark that I didn't know if it was a snowy night or because it was cloudy.

She moved in the middle of the snow, and then, she saw one

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