One night passed without a word.
In the morning, Li Younan naturally woke up, with a sliver of light shining through the gap in the sunshade curtain, illuminating his eyes.
He opened his eyes, felt a surge in his heart, and quickly sat upright, then fully opened the blackout curtain of the window.
Looking out the window, a frozen, snowy landscape immediately unfolded before him.
The snow-covered mountains across the lake were completely blanketed in pure white snow, with only faint specks of gray-black dotting the foothills.
The riverbank by Ranwu Lake was also covered in white snow, gradually transitioning to the ice-blue surface of the lake.
On this side of the lake, it was long covered by fluffy white snow, and the nearby branches were frosted, entwined with icicles and snow-white.
Li Younan took a deep breath, already eager with anticipation.
He swiftly tidied up his bed, dressed in clothes and snow boots, and opened the cabin door to go out.
