C313 Iron syndrome

I looked at Ma Juncai.

Ma Juncai was also looking at me.

The two of them looked at each other in silence. It was like a silent confrontation.

It was snowing.

The north wind whistled.

The wind rolled the snow white.

"Why don't you try your tears?" Ma Juncai said.

"Why try?" "No," I said.

"Use your tears to verify whether or not you are a Tear-in-flower!" Ma Juncai said