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Snow had fallen for several days, and the mountain was enveloped in a white expanse, branches encased in ice. When the wind moved the branches, the ice crystals collided and produced a delicate and pleasant sound, like that of wind chimes.
Yuncheng was walking ahead, and Nianhe followed, stepping into his footprints. After a while, she reached out and tugged at the hem of Yuncheng’s clothes.
Yuncheng immediately stopped and turned around to ask her, "Tired? Should I carry ...
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