Leng Nuan heard the sound and subconsciously turned her head. She saw that it was really snowing heavily outside the window.
How could it be? The weather forecast clearly said that it would be sunny..
Leng Nuan frowned. After making sure that she was not mistaken, she stood up and ran to the window.
She pushed open the window and was greeted by the cold weather. Leng Nuan, who was only wearing a thin nightgown, shivered. Then, she stretched out her hand to catch a few snowflakes.
The snowflakes that fell on her fingertips did not feel cold, nor did they melt under her body temperature.
When Leng Nuan brought the snowflakes to her eyes, she used the lights in the room to recognize that they were not snowflakes, but bubbles that were similar to snowflakes.
"It's not snow... it's fake snow..."
"Who made this? It's quite realistic, as if it really snowed. It's so beautiful..."
