Midnight Schemes and Stolen Dreams Chapter 171

evening.

Fine snow began to fall from the sky again, like pouring sand, falling silently.

As the wind blew, it formed a white vortex, stained with the warm light of the street lamps, flickering softly in the late night sky, and finally fell on the treetops and leaves, covering them with a thin layer.

Luna Collins sat in front of the window, quietly looking at the man waiting under the street light. She saw that his coat was slightly wet, his beautiful hair was covered with a layer of fine snow, his eyelashes were drooping, the area under his eyes was dark and blue, and he looked thin.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.