The weather changed faster than flipping a page.
Yesterday was bright and sunny, but this morning, as the door opened, the north wind sliced across our faces like a knife.
A thick layer of ice formed on the water vat in the yard.
Inside the house.
Gu Ning was curled up in the bed, wrapping herself like a little silkworm cocoon, with only a pair of shiny black eyes blinking outside.
"Ningning, get up for breakfast."
Lin Wan Yi tried to lift the blanket.
"No!"
Gu Ning clutched tightly onto the blanket corner, her small body burrowing deeper into the bed, her voice muffled.
"Cold! It bites!"
The wind rattled the window paper noisily, indeed like a monster trying to bite.
Even normally over-energetic Gu An was behaving now, hugging Little Grey's big tail, huddled at the foot of the bed, refusing to budge.
Little Grey buried its head in its two front paws, leaving only its ears visible, twitching.
The door curtain lifted.
A gust of cold wind rushed in.
