Since childhood, Mu Tiantian has always loved snowfall.
Especially when the snow is swirling, those trees are draped in a layer of white gauze, looking from a distance, the silver-wrap is indescribably beautiful.
She remembered the little river in front of the door when she was a child, when the snow was thick, the river would freeze over, a thick layer, and it was completely okay for children to play on it.
Thinking of this, Mu Tiantian was slightly taken aback.
Yet she couldn't recall the scene of herself playing on the river, how strange.
Mu Tiantian frowned slightly, the joyful expression on her face gradually disappeared, becoming somewhat puzzled.
Seeing Mu Tiantian originally full of smiles, her dark bright eyes flickering with amusement, now gradually tinged with some confusion, Bai Chenyao's gaze deepened slightly.
"Hmm?"
Mu Tiantian shook her head, reached out to gently tap her brain, then looked at Bai Chenyao with some helplessness and smiled.
