Heavy snow drifted down.
Wu Qingkong held Qian Renxue's hand as they walked along the path.
Watching the snowflakes dance across the sky, Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes filled with wonder.
She rarely saw such a magnificent snowy landscape.
At that moment, the whole world had become a vast expanse of white.
Pristine snowflakes clung to her golden hair.
Her snow-white skin took on an even more ethereal beauty amid the snow.
She immediately tugged at Wu Qingkong's hand, signaling for him to look at her.
"Qingkong, look..."
"Look at me!"
Wu Qingkong turned toward her. "What is it?!"
Qian Renxue raised her little hand and pointed at Wu Qingkong's long, ice-blue hair.
By then, snow had completely covered the top of his head.
Much of his hair had turned white, making him look like a white-haired old man.
Qian Renxue laughed. "Look, your hair is so white!"
Then she pointed at the ends of her own hair. "Look, mine has turned quite a bit whiter too."
"Doesn't standing here in the snow together count as growing white-haired together?!"
"There's a saying. How did it go again?"
"If someday we share the falling snow, we may count this life as having grown white-haired together..."
"We've grown old together too!"
With that, laughter as clear as silver bells rang from Qian Renxue's lips.
Hearing her words, Wu Qingkong caught on and chuckled softly. "What are you saying? That line describes people who can't be together!"
"We're already together. We'll definitely grow old side by side!"
"Really?"
"I don't care. I just think this is so romantic..."
"It means we'll stay together, always and always, forever and ever!"
Seeing Qian Renxue's cheerful expression, Wu Qingkong smiled. "Yes, yes, we'll always be together. But once we become gods, we'll keep looking the way we