The white snowflakes floated down, truly heavy!
Beside her ears, she heard Anthony Davis's voice, "I remember last New Year's Day, Capital City also had a snowfall, but not this year, I feel like I've never seriously observed the snowflakes before..."
"Where...are you?" Mrs. Herd's voice trembled a bit.
"I..."
"Forget it, don't say it."
After Mrs. Herd finished speaking, she hung up the phone, threw down her mobile phone, pulled on her slippers, and ran downstairs.
Rushing to the entryway, she opened the Gate, and immediately felt the bone-chilling cold wind mixed with snowflakes slam against her face.
Mrs. Herd wanted to hurry back inside to put on clothes, but she didn't want to go upstairs; she simply gritted her Teeth and dashed out.
The small Road leading to the Gate was already covered with a layer of snow. Mrs. Herd stepped on it, hearing the creaking sound, but... the snow quickly seeped into her cotton slippers, and both her feet trembled from the cold.
