The end of the year is twenty-eighth, the snow seems to come very late this year.
If it was down long ago, but this year it hasn't been down yet.
Han Yingxue had been looking forward to it for a long time, but he could not help but feel a little disappointed.
sitting in the yard with a chair in the afternoon, holding a face, looking up at the sky and said, "When will it snow? Isn't it going to wait until the Chinese New Year?"
"I don't know." Xuanyuan Ling Han Yingxue, who was sitting beside him, said, "But it's going to come down anyway, maybe tonight."
"Haha, it would be nice if it was tonight. I'll get up and take a look no matter how cold it is."
Xuanyuan Ling scratched Han Yingxue's nose dotingly, "Xue'er, you seem to like watching snow."
"Yeah, I haven't seen it very often." Han Yingxue replied, "I haven't seen any heavy snow, especially when the world is covered with white snow."
Xuanyuanling naturally knew that Han Yingxue was talking about the 21st century. After all, heavy snow was often seen in this ancient times.
"Xue'er, if I have a chance, I'll take you to Beisai, where it is snow-capped and holy in winter, and the scenery is still very beautiful. Once it's there, the snow falling from the sky is like pieces of goose feathers. the size of……"
Xuanyuan Ling stated, bringing Han Yingxue's thoughts into an illusion.
As if she could see those beautiful sights for herself.
"Xue'er, would you like to go to Beisai?" Xuanyuanling turned to look at Han Yingxue affectionately.
Actually, I have a special feeling for the place where I have lived for a long time, where my youth and blood are recorded. Therefore, Xuanyuanling also wanted to take Han Yingxue to see this place so that she could feel it.