The houses in Snow Town were not only beautiful, but also built for a purpose. The roofs were piled with snow, giving the overall scenery a vast outlook of whiteness. At the doorstep of each house laid a shovel and broom for snow removal, and there were rows upon rows of street lights to illuminate the area at nightfall.
The sky at dusk was so beautiful that one might think they were in a dream.
Tang Yuanyuan got down from Yuchi Yishu’s back. Pulling out her mobile phone, she started capturing several photos of the scenery. A thought struck her mind, and she turned around to ask, “Yishu, we haven’t taken any photos together yet. Shall we take one now?”
“Okay.” Yuchi Yishu nodded in agreement, like the accommodating brother he has always been to Tang Yuanyuan.
Tang Yuanyuan turned on the front camera of the mobile phone as she said to Yuchi Yishu, “Let’s use this to take the pictures.”