C62 She Was Shot

The snow is so deep, the mountains are blocked by trees, and there's no sign of snow melting.

The wind was blowing, and the snow was blowing on his face. It felt cold. I lowered my head and looked at my boots as they left deep footprints on the snow.

Finally, I walked in front of him and held his hand: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

[Let's go...] Before I could finish speaking