The snow had stopped, and there was silence in the temple.

if it's true that snow doesn't cool down, I stand by the window and the north wind blows on my face with a sharp cold.

"close the window," Qin Ge came forward, took the window with him, and put a soft brocade shawl on my shoulder, "your body has just recovered, and you can't blow cold wind."

I turned my face to one side, and the slender figure reflected on the wall column of the temple, slightly stagnated. I gently raised my hand and touched the tip of my short hair. For a moment, I felt that I had...