C372 Crystal Clear

Before long, the snowflakes were like crystal clear tears, dancing in the sky and landing on the black ground. There was a little girl lying here after she died, a knife stabbed into her heart, a black dagger nailed her to the snow, her long silvery-white hair flowed on the ground, and her spirit stepped on and froze her feet.

Zhu Zhu skillfully walked all the way home until she reached home