C147 Challenge

A tall old man stood alone in the outskirts of the city for a long time, holding a long rod. The falling snow ruthlessly fell on his body, but he didn't move a single step.

He was waiting. The most painful thing in the world was waiting, but the most exciting thing was waiting.

He could leave after quarter to noon, but he was still calmly waiting.

The old man's eyes revealed a hint of joy