C346 Life

This year was completely different from previous years. Just past the age of thirty, the sun had risen high in the sky, and the annual cold spring seemed to be the same as Lin Yiyuan, falling into a trance, unable to extricate itself and refusing to wake up for a long time.

A warm breeze blew past, and the snow melted, revealing a mottled land. Taking advantage of the warm sun in the sky