It's Clearly... a Snowy Day

As Bai Qianluo's last wisp of Divine Sense dissipated, Jiang Lin also descended the mountain and arrived at the dilapidated courtyard from his childhood.

Sitting on that small square stone, watching everything that happened between my childhood self and the Little White Fox in the yard, this is more than just watching a movie.

The scenes before Jiang Lin's eyes were like keys, slowly unlocking the doors in his heart, and the parts of his memories that had disappeared slowly resurfaced.

The joy I felt when I saw it.

The helplessness of raising the knife but being unable to strike.

I rubbed its fur and her scratched my face several times, causing a dull ache.

The warm and comfortable feeling of holding it while sleeping.

When I was naming it, I thought of its Tsundere little face and the fluffy feel of its tail hitting me.

Everything was like a box being opened, and Jiang Lin gradually began to recall it all.

At night, Jiang Lin sat beside his childhood self, who told him one mosaic version of Ancient Greek Mythology after another, and talked about the Earth Culture he missed so much.

Looking back at the little boy he once held in his arms, perhaps at that moment, the little boy thought this boy was strange...

Days passed by.

While it was fishing, it stood by, head held high, watching Tsundere. Then, unable to bear it any longer, it swatted a few fish with its paw, then grumbled and raised its head, as if to say, "I won't be happy even if you praise me."

While I was cooking, it would stare at the pot, and every now and then it would raise its little paw and kick me, trying to hurry me up.

That night, the Little White Fox, who had initially resisted sleeping with him, gradually accepted it after his repeated teasing and insistence.

Or rather, it felt that sleeping on a hard bed was not as comfortable as sleeping curled up on its own chest...

Day after day, although each day seemed uneventful, Jiang Lin couldn't help but smile as he watched.

"So, my childhood wasn't so bad after all..."

Jiang Lin knew that when he first transmigrated, he was truly in despair. At that time, the system had not yet awakened, and there were no Resurrection Coin. If you died, you were truly dead. He was left with no one to rely on and was filled with despair every single day.

Even Jiang Lin didn't know how long he could hold on.

But after living with it, my life seems to have become more colorful.

Even though there was another fox to share food with, at least it gave me the will to live. At least it made me feel that I had to live and couldn't die, otherwise the Little Fox beside me, whose wounds hadn't healed, would also starve to death...

Gradually, the Little Fox's wounds healed. Jiang Lin could have released it back into the mountains, but Jiang Lin couldn't bear to.

This could be considered a form of selfishness, a fear that if it were to leave, I would be alone again.

Fortunately, it didn't leave either, and the two continued to live together. Jiang Lin even remembered that he once dreamed that she had become Fox-eared girls...

Then I told it about the dream, and then it turned around and swung its tail at me... it was so fluffy...

But gradually, winter finally arrived.

Looking at his childhood self and the Little White Fox, the feeling of despair and helplessness surged back as his memories were unlocked.

Winter is deadly, because it means there will be far less food.

If I stay in this dilapidated village any longer, I won't be able to support my family, let alone myself.

If Jiu Jiu were to return to the mountains, she should have no major problem surviving Jiu Jiu her injuries have healed.

After all, even though Jiu Jiu is a fox, she can eat mushrooms.

But...

Looking at his childhood self, Jiang Lin knew he couldn't bear to part with him...

And I still have a lucky mentality.

What if...?

What if we actually manage to make it through this winter?

But as winter gradually approached and the weather grew increasingly cold, Jiang Lin knew he had to face reality...

One day, in particular, when he woke up in the morning and saw his dog sleeping soundly on his chest, drooling, Jiang Lin knew he couldn't delay any longer.

It has to go, otherwise I wouldn't even know when I'd end up with a Fox Hotpot...

Finally, though reluctant, on a winter's day, after dividing the remaining food into two portions, Jiang Lin was about to go and see the world.

Otherwise, we won't even be able to find wild vegetables anymore; if things continue like this, we'll just be waiting to die...

Looking at the man and the fox facing each other outside the courtyard, about to part ways, Jiang Lin understood his own feelings at that moment.

Although I felt uncertain about my fate at the time, I still believed it was possible for me to make it out.

Then, relying on his previous life's level of education, he can, like countless other time-traveling predecessors, refine copper to enrich the country and strengthen the army, leading the world towards a new trend of farming.

Then we'll go back to the village and see if we can find the Little Fox.

After turning back and giving the Little White Fox a thorough massage, he finally made up his mind to leave.

Then Bai Qianluo sealed her memories, and then she woke up and continued on her way.

On the snow, the child version of himself continues to strive forward, while in the air, Bai Jiu Yi, now in human form, watches intently.

Jiang Lin knew that he was now viewing his disciple from Bai Qianluo's perspective.

From Bai Qianluo's perspective, every time he fell, Jiang Lin noticed that Bai Jiu Yi tried to take a step forward several times, and she couldn't help but bite her red lips lightly, her eyes flickering slightly.

She would breathe a sigh of relief every time she got up.

But ultimately, the childhood version of myself fell down and never got up again.

Just as she was about to leave the air and float down, her master and Sister Qin Chang arrived and healed her.

Seeing that she had been treated, the worry in her eyes slowly disappeared, but it was replaced by an even more complicated expression.

Even after her childhood self was taken far away, she still couldn't look away for a long time.

As the clouds descended from one side, Jiang Lin to her side.

Standing side by side with her, the snowflakes falling from the sky lay in clusters upon clusters on everything, as if to engulf the world in white.

"He's clearly just a brat..."

Beside Jiang Lin, she murmured to herself, her pearly teeth gently biting her red lips, her silvery-white eyes already veiled with a layer of mist, like a round ice cube immersed in the clear water of a wine glass.

"He's just a stinky man..."

Above the clouds, the girl crouched down, her arms tightly wrapped around her knees, her head buried between her thighs, her long, silvery-white hair cascading down her shoulders.

"But... why..."

Warm water droplets fell from the sky like raindrops, landing on the leaves and gently pattering against the petals.

It's clearly a snowy day...

[Tomorrow at midnight...]