After a hearty snowball fight, several people went back to the house in a wary manner and changed their clothes while sneezing.
When it snowed, everything was white, but when the sun slowly set, the sky gradually cleared up. In the yard, the clinking of ironware and the sound of intermittent chatting could be heard from time to time.
"Don't you do it yourself?"
Nestled in Clara Qiu's former room, Rowan Yu leaned on her chin and looked at Lin Dimu in shock. Lin Dimu was assembling a phoenix umbrella at the side, talking impatiently.
"Don't worry about it for now, come and try your umbrella!"
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