The winter street, with its light drifting snowflakes, felt endlessly wondrous to Ansheng and Miaomiao. A thin layer of snow covered the ground, glowing with a pure radiance under the early streetlamps and a few rays of sunlight filtering through the clouds.
Everyone was bundled up tightly, rubbing their hands together and breathing out successive puffs of white mist.
Wearing plush gloves and linking her arm through Ansheng's, Miaomiao tilted her head up slightly, her bright eyes fixed on the slanted snowflakes dancing beneath the streetlamp, full of wonder and delight.
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