C522 A Bunch of Light Bulbs

Watching the snow fall outside gives the winter a little bit of an atmosphere. It was rare that the Shuangcheng did not snow once every three to five years. Even if it fell, it would not be able to stand and see the snowfall of the night. Han Ruoqing looked at the sky full of white snowflakes and stood in front of the window. It was as if she was recalling the memories of her time in North Town