Life is like a road, and after reaching a certain age, you'll find your friends overtaking one by one, leaving you behind.
Some already have kids, some just got married, and some are still single.
From the full-moon party in November to the end of the year, Qin Guanglin had attended two classmates' weddings. It was a good thing that he and He Fang had agreed to marry next year; otherwise, he would have been frantic.
"Phew... why do people get married?" Chen Rui asked as he walked down the street beside Qin Guanglin. The recently fallen snow crunched underfoot, and he wrapped his collar tighter, exhaling a misty breath.
Winter in Luo City was mostly covered in snow, with new snow falling before the old had melted. Aside from the roads being cleared by snowplows, only the paths frequently walked would have a clear way through.
