Chapter 452

That will have to wait until she gets out of rehab.

307. (2/5) The Christmas tree wasn't drawn

After seeing off Hearing He He.

Then he went to Eryuande Sect again.

The matter there was finally settled.

Ning Chen parked the Maybach in front of Eryuande Sect, then threw the car keys inside.

This car.

Consider it a gift to Hearing He He.

After all, it was useless to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen pulled out his phone and checked the time.

It was nearly seven in the evening.

At this hour.

The sky had grown completely dark.

Tiny snowflakes drifted silently through the air.

Streetlights flickered on.

Illuminating the surroundings, dispelling the darkness.

Ning Chen walked alone down the street.

His hands were tucked into the pockets of his down jacket.

Though he was now nearly immune to such cold, he still needed to behave like an ordinary person.

This, too, was a kind of respect for winter.

He wandered aimlessly down the street.

People came and went.

The Lunar New Year was near.

It was lively.

Many people walked in groups along the road.

In stark contrast to Ning Chen's solitary figure.

He exhaled, forming a mist.

In that mist,

He seemed to see

Winters from years past.

All the memories he had lived through.

Every memory that had lain dormant in his mind

Now stood vividly clear.

Perhaps it was Ning Chen's focus.

Or perhaps these were all he had left now.

Snowflakes landed on Ning Chen's head.

Dusting him with white.

Donghai City.

In alleyways and street corners,

Their figures were everywhere.

But.

Ning Chen lifted his head and gazed at the black void of the sky.

This place no longer seemed to belong to him.

Some things

Had long since drifted away.

Here,

Only memories remained.

He still remembered clearly.

It was at this very time

Si Shiya wore a red outfit.

She said it was her benmingnian.

Wearing red brought good fortune.

They walked hand in hand, aimlessly through Donghai City.

Even without doing anything special,

They still felt utterly romantic.

That day,

Also had light snow falling.

Their feet crushed the snow on the ground,

Making a soft "crunch" sound.

Si Shiya loved hearing that sound.

She preferred to paint with snow.

On the ground.

On the walls.

On other people's cars.

Si Shiya had painted on all of them.

Her favorite was painting little birds.

She had learned from a video blogger.

When she drew a complete little bird in an open space.

At that time.

She smiled.

It was utterly adorable.

As if she had infused the lifeless, vitality-less world with full energy.

In that snow-white sky.

It became the only splash of color.

At that time.

Ning Chen still harbored a heart full of hot blood.

Waiting for the system to unlock, he could then make a name for himself.

Unfortunately.

Si Shiya did not wait until that time.

Ning Chen did not wait until that day either.

On the road.

Couples were holding each other's shoulders or arms.

Talking and laughing.

Seeing this, Ning Chen gently lowered his head.

Just then.

The live broadcast started.

It started silently on the Shark Platform.

While countless people were playing with their phones.

They received a message.