Chapter 215

From far away, one could see that high platform; it covered a large area, yet there were not many people.

Trudging through the snow along the way, he could also see other travelers heading in the same direction.

Perhaps it was because the matter in Anji City had already been settled.

Now, Did Ning Chen felt his mood was much lighter than before.

The snow beneath his feet crunched with a creaking sound.

Shabi broke free from the rope and frolicked in the snow.

What does a husky frolicking look like?

It's the kind where, one second, you see it perfectly fine.

The next second, it suddenly leaps high into the air right where it stands.

You expect an elegant landing, but instead, it dives headfirst into the snow.

Just as you start to mock it, it lifts its head, tilts it sideways, and stares at you with a serious expression.

Seriousness is a good thing.

But when one is clearly being serious yet others think you're a goofball, that is also a kind of failure.

Because he hadn't spent much time with it yet.

Did Ning Chen couldn't be sure of Shabi's temperament.

After all, some huskies look very silly on the surface; when you laugh at them, there's no telling they might suddenly turn and bite you.

So, Did Ning Chen caught up, pinned Shabi to the ground; Shabi went "woof-woof-woah-woof," Did Ning Chen held its neck, clamped its struggling dog body between his two legs, then slipped a dog muzzle over Shabi's snout, tied it securely, and only then let it go.

Shabi ran forward frolicking again, splashing snowflakes everywhere into the sky.

After Did Ning Chen stood up, he noticed a young couple passing by nearby, staring in stunned silence at his earlier actions.

Recalling it.

Indeed, just now, his behavior had been a bit rough.

But being rough seemed unavoidable.

The young couple probably felt both surprised and amused; the woman turned her face away to laugh.

The man gave Did Ning Chen a thumbs-up: "Taking a husky by yourself isn't easy."

Did Ning Chen nodded casually.

His gesture.

Also stirred up the viewers in Brother Shiguang's live stream.

【Don't you feel that since Brother Shiguang arrived here, his mood seems to have improved?】

【Indeed, I remember before he hardly paid attention to anyone.】

【Yes, just now when that man spoke, Brother Shiguang actually nodded.】

【I heard that icy snowfields can improve one's mood???】

【Wrong! It should be using cold to counter cold; Brother Shiguang's aloofness has been pushed back quite a bit by Mohe's chill, haha~】

【That's good; I prefer Brother Shiguang acting normal. Before, I felt he was too repressed...】

【Hehe, female viewers just like this kind of repressed man; that's pretty strange, isn't it?】

【The Unbearable Lightness of Being?】

【What does that mean?】

【Kundera once said every woman longs to bear a man's weight, so perhaps women actually liked that previous sense of repression on him?】

【Ah! Super Moderator! Super Moderator! Someone here is driving with words! Come manage this!】

【To actually say such perverted things, these writers are really...】

【Actually, I prefer the current Brother Shiguang; I like seeing him smile~】

"Brother, are you here to see the rime ice too?" The man in the couple seemed very kind and continued the conversation.

"Yes," Did Ning Chen said.

"Just one?" the man asked.

"Two," Did Ning Chen replied, glancing ahead at Shabi, who was furiously digging a hole in the snow.

The couple laughed again and waved at Did Ning Chen; Did Ning Chen waved back at them.

They continued walking forward with renewed effort.

Did Ning Chen walked over to Shabi, who was still furiously digging a hole ahead.

"Stop digging, let's go."

Shabi's movements halted.

Did Ning Chen couldn't see its face because its entire head was buried in the snow, butt sticking up as it dug.

A few seconds passed.

Shabi started digging frantically again.

"Let's go," Did Ning Chen said.

Shabi's movements halted.

A few seconds passed.

After pausing for a few seconds, it started digging again.

Just a lunatic.

Anyway, the view here was excellent, so Did Ning Chen wasn't worried about it getting lost.

He simply walked forward alone.

All the way up to the viewing platform ahead.

The observation deck was very large — a full football field in size.

It rose more than ten meters above the ground.

Standing here, one could just look out over the vast red pine forests at the foot and on the slopes of the nearby Great Prosperous Ridge.

On the observation deck, there were bonfire pits specially prepared for travelers.

There were several dozen of them in all.

Travelers coming here could carry over coal and firewood from the small wooden cabin beside the pits, light a bonfire, and sit around it.

Some were even more devoted — they had come to this place solely to wait for the rime, unwilling to miss it, so they would wait and wait.

And around the bonfire pits was undoubtedly the best place to wait.

The north is not the same as the south.

A northern winter and a southern winter are different too.

The north feels more grand and sweeping — in vision as well as in the heart.

Just like right here.

Looking out, the mountains stood silent in the far distance, the snowfields spreading beneath one's feet.

There was a vastness and grandeur that seemed to span ten thousand years in a single glance.

A person standing upon the earth is as tiny as an ant; coming here is simply to listen to the rustle of snowflakes descending from the heavens to the ground, to listen to the sigh the earth lets out on the eve of its winter slumber — and also, to listen to one's own heart.

People always say they long to set their true self free.

But truly setting the self free is neither getting drunk in a bar, nor a brooding self-restraint.

One only needs to come to the north and live through a winter of the northern land, and that is enough.

Did Ning Chen carried over charcoal and firewood from the small wooden cabin.

A bonfire was lit.

He raised his hand and held it to one side of the fire to warm himself.

It was very warm.

Not far away, that young couple was taking photos.

First a selfie — the girl was very pretty, and the boy, though he looked a bit thin, was sunny and handsome.

"Hey — buddy!" the boy called out toward this side, "Could you take a photo of us two? Thanks, sorry to trouble you!"

He waved Did Ning Chen over.

Did Ning Chen raised a hand in a brief gesture, got up, and walked over toward them.

150. (3/6) Once the cabin is built, I'll propose to her

"Rime is a pretty random thing — you can't be sure you'll get to see it," the man in the couple said, taking the DSLR Did Ning Chen handed over and glancing at the photos just taken. "Buddy, you take really great shots!"