Just as he was about to run out, Ming Mei picked him up from behind.
"Come on, let's go play with your brother."
"I don't want to!"
...
The weather was getting colder, and after a heavy snowfall, the New Year's Day finally arrived.
Before dawn, Xizeer was awakened by the sound of firecrackers outside. He jumped out of bed, walked barefoot to the window, and pulled back the curtains with one hand. The room was dark, but the streetlights in the yard outside were on, and under the light, snowflakes drifted faintly. In the distance, someone was setting off fireworks. Although quite far away, he could still see small bursts blooming in the night sky.
Xizeer leaned against the windowsill, his mind unconsciously drifting to the experiences of the past few days since his return.
The heavy snow from two days ago had not melted completely, and today it snowed again.
People like to say that a timely snow promises a fruitful year, so this snow must be a good omen, right?
