Ye Xingchen looked up and realized that the snow that was originally floating in the air had suddenly stopped.
The snow on the ground stopped in the middle of the third floor, but it had not completely covered the third floor. Ye Xingchen calculated the time in his heart and realized that it was indeed a full month.
It wasn't just Lin Sijia, but many other owners who came out to collect snow water for drinking also noticed that the snow had stopped.
After closing the firing port, Ye Xingchen led the two women back into the house. Lin Sijia had just washed a pot of cherries when Ye Xingchen's phone started to shake crazily.
It was the group chat.
"The snow has stopped!"
"The heavens have mercy! The snow had finally stopped! I can't live another day in this damn weather!!"
"The snow has stopped. Does this mean that our good days are coming back? Does this mean that our weather is about to return to normal?!"