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The snow still didn't stop. The deeper it went, the bigger the snow became. When Cheng Xiu and Rong Chen walked home, the footprints would be covered by the falling snow very soon.
In the distance, Rong Chen could see a blurry figure standing in front of the door, but she slowed down despite the snow. The slower she walked, the slower she slowed down. At a certain moment, she suddenly stopped
