A horse carrying two people sped along a small path between the mountains.
In the chilly wind of early winter morning, the accumulated snow from last night was swept up by the galloping horse. With each pounding of its hooves, the snow splattered all around, accompanied by a shower of fine ice and raindrops falling down.
The horse, with snow splashing beneath its hooves, sped along the path, carrying the two riders on its back. Breathing in the cold air, thick mist puffed out but dissipated in the air before condensing.
Liu Sisi covered her face tightly, as the howling wind blinded her eyes. She tried to open them countless times, but her hair whipped wildly in her face.
She could only turn her head to the side and finally caught sight of their surroundings.
The scenery on both sides of her body was fast retreating, and it was so familiar yet endearing in her eyes at that moment.
How long had it been since she last saw such rapidly retreating scenery!