C200 Freshly arrived

In March, the mountain city was full of spring. The wind was like scissors, cutting out a slender willow leaf that hung by the side of the road, gently swaying in the wind.

Now that he had gotten off at Mountain City, he had no choice but to continue heading west. As a result, the road he was on became more and more difficult to walk on. This was the most embarrassing thing he could do