C399 Question from the Soul

On the third day.

It was already late winter, and the weather had gradually turned chilly. The thin snow from the previous two days had already formed into ice, giving off a lustrous luster under the illumination of the street lamps.

Zhu Siye came downstairs wearing a dark blue suit. His casual pants were clean and straight. His shiny black shoes made crisp clicks when they landed on the floor