He was always able to cast bad things aside and find the bright side of them.
Wrapped in a quilt and huddled by the fireplace, heavy goose-feather snow fell outside. The Witch was accompanying the youth as he read magic books. A scene like this felt inherently like something out of a classic Western fantasy novel, yet they were about to be drawn into an even more fantastical tale.
"Linxiu really is someone who knows how to create an atmosphere, always able to use such delicate thoughts to change my mood."
Chapter 208