C71 But to Say That It's a Permanent Skill

When we got to cousin's house, it was just dawn. There were very few people on the street. It was snowing again. It was light and light. A large patch of snow fell silently. A thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground in a short while. Zhong Wenyue carried her small box. She gently opened the door of her cousin's house. She wanted to see if there were people in her cousin's house. Fortunately