Feeling a sudden discomfort in her heart, Xia Yinian unconsciously slowed her pace.
"What's wrong?" The man beside her looked at her with concern.
Even Jing Hanye, who was walking ahead, stopped and looked back.
Meeting Gu Beicheng's gaze, Xia Yinian sensed another person's gaze and looked up at Jing Hanye, shaking her head.
"It's nothing."
Xia Yinian continued following the people ahead, seemingly without any abnormalities.
Yet, her hand that had just dropped was now clutching tightly to Gu Beicheng's clothes.
Gu Beicheng looked at her, a hint of unusual brightness appeared in his eyes.
His thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, as his sight fell forward.
Xia Yinian collected her thoughts, relaxed, as if there was nothing amiss; maybe she was overthinking.
Continuing to follow Jing Hanye forward, Xia Yinian finally saw it clearly, amidst the vines surrounded by snowflakes, there was a small house.
The house wasn't big, it seemed to be a two-story building.
