"The bitter wind howls, the snowflakes drift down, the road is long, I travel on with a song..." The snow fell in flurries as Shen Yibin drove a rented SUV toward China's northernmost city. A song older than he was played on the stereo. Watching the snowy landscape outside and listening to the music, Shen Yibin couldn't help but start humming along. "...Walking in the snow, I walk alone in the snow, leaving behind so much heroic passion. Only by walking with you, walking with you, can I chase my dream..."
"Hm?" Hah'Er was pressed against the window, curiously observing the surrounding scenery. Even though it had already built a snowman and had a snowball fight outside the hotel yesterday, this beautiful sight, something it had never seen in Yunzhong City, still left it utterly captivated. Maphario, meanwhile, was doing the same thing as yesterday: tracing all sorts of patterns on the window with its claws.
