[Time is not old. He is waiting for her to return and live in his heart.]
The capital of country a had entered the season of falling snow. Snowflakes were floating in the sky, and when the cold wind blew, the snowflakes would spin and fall gently.
Xie Yan 'er was wearing a short pink cotton top, a short black skirt, leggings, and black boots.
She stood outside the hall and kept peeking inside. Her hands were in her pockets, and she felt cold.
He would take it out from time to time and blow on it to keep it warm.
The sky gradually darkened, and two luxurious yet low-key cars drove over slowly.
The few soldiers on guard immediately stood on both sides respectfully and bowed.
The gate opened slowly and automatically, and the two cars drove in.
After they entered, the door of the first car opened. Someone who looked like a bodyguard opened the door and held an umbrella, welcoming a noble and elegant person out.
