C322 Annoying

The snow continued to fall.

The north wind whistled.

The wind rolled the snow white.

I was looking at him.

He was looking at me, too.

In his eyes, I read an indescribably complex emotion.

I don't know what he saw in my eyes. He was the person standing at the entrance to the courtyard. He looked exactly like Jin Shi. It was a self-portrait of the Tear-in-flower. And Jin Shi had lost his way