C11 (2/2)

How beautiful! It had been so many years since he had seen such a snowy scene.

Ignoring the weakness of his body, he held onto the wall and walked to the window, staring blankly at the snowy scenery.

A flawless white snowflake floated down from the sky like a beautiful silver butterfly dancing in the air. The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Snow was flying all over the sky like smoke but not like smoke. It seemed like fog but not like fog. It was as if the entire world was covered in snow.

”Miss, you're finally awake! It's freezing cold today, why are you up? ”

When Lan Yi came in with the medicine, he saw White Brook standing in front of the window in a daze. How could Miss not cherish her body? How could she explain this to that person?

”I... How many days did he sleep? ”Where is this place?”

After a brief period of silence, White Brook softly spoke. His throat was dry and painful, and his voice was hoarse. Her face suddenly turned cold, and waves of billows rolled through her heart. This wasn't his voice, so how could it be like this?

Only now did she realize that the slender body and the small, rough hands were not hers at all.

That day in the prison, he had only been thinking about how to escape and hadn't had a good look at his body. He revealed a wry smile. After teleporting once, he had grown ten years younger. He had truly earned it.

He took a deep breath. As long as he came here, it was better to stay safe. Surviving here was the most important thing. Furthermore, in the modern world, there was no one that she cared about, other than …

One can live a wonderful life anywhere, can't one?