By the time the movie finished, it was already 10pm.
The snow hadn't stopped as it continued to drift down like cotton.
All the buildings, roadside flower beds, and Christmas trees were covered with a layer of white snow.
Song Yaoyao stumbled behind the man.
The romantic atmosphere on this Christmas night diluted the commercial vibe.
She placed her hands in her pocket as she shrunk half her face into her scarf. Lowering her head, she followed behind the man.
"Sir, would you like to buy a rose? Buy one to make your girlfriend happy!"
A little boy holding a basket and wearing a reindeer accessory on his head stood in Huo Yunque's way with a smile.
Huo Yunque turned around and realized the girl had fallen behind by over 10 meters.
She had a gloomy vibe and appeared unhappy.
He curved his lips. "How much?"
