January 4th. There was an unusual sight of a snowy-white sun in the sky, but despite the snow, it was still cold, and the temperature remained low. Tang Mian still bundled himself up like a dumpling, with gloves hanging around his neck. His hair had grown longer, reaching down to his shoulders. Instead of tying it up as usual with a small elastic band, he let it hang naturally, which would be warmer. The illness he had before the final exams made him uncomfortable for a long time. He really didn’t want to get sick again. Yangchun Temple was located on the mountain, and most people chose to visit the temple for blessings on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, so there weren’t many people on the fourth day. The road to the mountain was paved with cement, and the accumulated snow was hastily swept to the sides. However, there was still a lot of ice in the middle of the road, making it very slippery to walk on. So, the group stepped on the soft snow on the sides of the road, cl...
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