C540 Home

In the silence, it was as if the world had stopped moving. All the relative movements, all the snow solidifying into a fixed shape, staying in this winter, would not turn into ice, much less into water.

Xia Anran secretly turned her head to look at Gu Zichen who was frowning and deep in thought not too far away.

"Gu Zichen, how long are you going to stay there? Let's go home