The next morning, the sky of Cloud City has ushered in the first snowfall of the year, Rosemary stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking out at the flying goose feather snow, and I do not know when this heavy snow fell, looking down from above, the entire Cloud City silver, very beautiful, beautiful people can not take their eyes away.
Wilson finished the task at hand and saw Rosemary standing in front of the window, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder and said, "What are you thinking about? What are you thinking about?"
"It's been years since I've seen so much snow, before when Mom and Dad were still alive, every time it snowed Mom and Dad would take me out to play outside, the family walked hand in hand under the snowy sky, and occasionally played snowball fights with Dad, I really miss the old life."
Looking out at the spectacular snow scene, Wilson suddenly took her hand and said, "Let's go!"
With these words, Wilson took a long coat from the closet and draped it over her body, took a scarf and hung it around her neck, and quickly put on a long trench coat himself, tied the scarf, picked up the gloves on the table and walked together to the door.
"Wilson, where are we going?"
Rosemary was dragged by Wilson to the entrance of the hotel, and seeing that there were no cars at the entrance either, she couldn't help but ask, "You didn't drag me down here just to see this, did you!"
"Let's go for a walk!"
"Just the two of us?"
Looking at her, Wilson raised an eyebrow and said, "You mean the two of us aren't allowed to go for a walk?"
"Let's go!"
Wrapping her arms around him, Rosemary said happily.
Wilson took an umbrella from the waiter's hand and opened it, and the two walked side by side under the heavy snow.
It was their first walk in the snow since they had been together. Snow fell piece by piece, landing on the black umbrellas like angels who had fallen to earth, frolicking carefree.
Probably because of the snow, there are not many pedestrians on the road, and the trees along the road are already covered with snow, making the whole city even more spectacular.
"I heard that the scenery on a snowy day on Cloud City Mountain is even more beautiful than here, I wonder if it's true?"
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