After the first heavy snow, M City turned into a silvery, snow-clad world, where often the snow from the previous storm hadn't yet melted before a new flurry generously descended.
The world was blanketed in white, yet it didn't make one feel cold at all. Taking a deep breath even left one feeling inexplicably refreshed and pleasant.
"Are you cold?"
Walking around the neighborhood arm in arm with Qin Yuji, Chi Jingxuan noticed her ears and nose were rosy from the cold, yet her spirits were inexplicably high, he turned his head and softly asked.
Qin Yuji shook her head, "Not cold, quite warm in fact."
Seven months pregnant, with a considerably large belly, Qin Yuji's movements had gradually become somewhat clumsy. A walk that previously took just over ten minutes now required half an hour. Nevertheless, she insisted on taking two walks daily, morning and evening, to prepare for a smooth natural birth.
