The Spring Festival was not long after the winter break.
On the first day of the Spring Festival, it started to snow, and the snow covered the ground with a vast expanse of whiteness.
Tan Mo loved snow very much.
It reminded her of her times in the snowy mountains in her previous life.
It was a pity that the snow in Beijing didn't fall too often, and the accumulation of snow on the ground was never great enough.
On this second day of the Spring Festival, they were playing in the snow that hadn't had time to melt yet, and waiting to go for a visit to their grandmother's house.
It was a custom during the Spring Festival for a married daughter to return to her home on the second or third day.
Tan Mo had let her long hair down today.
A year ago, Xu Mingzhen had taken her to get a French perm. Under the sunlight, her long, soft hair had a chestnut-colored tone. It looked as if the sun was shining on sparkling waves.
