This year's winter came particularly early, with snowflakes swirling as they fell, dressing the entire city in silver.
Chuzheng stood in front of the window, watching the swirling snow outside.
Behind her was a banquet hall with clinking glasses, light songs, and graceful dances.
Chuzheng felt a bit tired, declined the toasts offered to her, and left with her coat.
"Miss Song."
Chuzheng turned back to see a familiar person standing by the car, flamboyantly greeting her.
It was none other than Yu Kai.
This person actually dared to come to her; Chuzheng admired his bravery somewhat.
Seems like last time's lesson wasn't enough...
Chuzheng couldn't be bothered with him and walked towards the other side.
"Miss Song," Yu Kai caught up, "don't be in such a hurry to leave."
"Not leaving, to beat you up?" Chuzheng gathered her coat; her eyes, like the swirling snow outside, were cold and devoid of warmth.
Yu Kai's mouth twitched, recalling some unpleasant memories.
