Yun Bixue sat in the house quietly watching the snowflakes gliding down outside. Her mood was peaceful. She couldn't recall how many years it had been she properly admired the snow. She had constantly buzzed around, and her days had been rather chaotic.
In fact, she also had the sentiments of a young lady deep down. She enjoyed poetry and drawings, and she liked looking at the snow.
Yang Mei watched the delight on Yun Bixue's expression and felt elated too. "Miss Yun, come have a cup of milk tea!"
"Yang Mei, it's the first snowfall of the year. It's really beautiful."
"Miss Yun is in a good mood, so the snow will also look beautiful too." Miss Yun's cheerful spirits affected her, and she became happy too.
"Really?" Yun Bixue felt faintly absentminded. It was as though her mental state had changed a lot after she got together with Xie Limo.
