She didn't dare to breathe, fearing that her warm breath would immediately melt the snowflakes!
Mu Yichen always worried about her feeling awkward when it snowed. Qin Mu lowered her head, looked at the plain ring on her hand, then smiled slightly and took big strides inside.
Time will take away all the sadness! She was certain!
The snowflakes continued to flutter behind her, yet they never moistened her slender shoulders.
When Mu Yichen came home in the evening, he saw his grandfather showing off in the clothes Qin Mu had just brought back. His helpless gaze drifted from his grandfather to his wife's face.
Qin Mu sensed his gaze, turned to meet his eyes, and smiled slightly.
"What about mine?"
Mu Yichen raised his hand, gently pinched a bit of her stray hair in front of her face, and tucked it behind her ear, asking her in a low voice.
"Upstairs!"
Afraid he would complain again, she smartly brought back clothes for three people today.
