This was her most solemn promise.
Jiao Yin gazed at her, as if to carve her very image into the depths of his soul.
After a long moment, he nodded lightly, the corners of his mouth pulling into a faint yet genuine smile. "Alright. If I need it, I will... come find them for help."
With that, he hesitated no longer. He turned, his tall figure pushing aside the door curtain and striding out into the blizzard raging outside. His back was quickly swallowed by the white vortex.
Bai Wanwan stood rooted to the spot, staring at the empty doorway and the howling blizzard beyond...
The stone house suddenly felt much emptier, and even the light from the fire pit seemed to dim.
"It's cold outside." Yin Ze's deep, gentle voice sounded by her ear, carrying a reassuring warmth.
He reached out, gently wrapped an arm around Bai Wanwan's shoulders, and guided her further into the warm house, using his own body to block the cold draft seeping through the doorway.
"Let's go back inside."
