The moonlight in my heart. Part two.

As was expected, the ice on which everyone had to show their skills was thin as a sheet of paper. And having taken only one easy step, it was already starting to crack.

The ice field itself stretched far into the forest. And in some places, one could notice cracks and the formation of new pieces of ice to replace the old ones. From time to time, birds flew by in flocks, throwing their glances at the endless rows of ice. Here, complete silence reigned. The air was colder than usual, and the wind blew through and made everyone cough.

Covering their faces with scarves, everyone tried to inhale this damp and sharp air as little as possible. Feeling the stinging sensation of the wind, the skin immediately cracked, which made the situation even more unpleasant.

Longwei, taking out the leather gloves that belonged to his father from his back pocket, proudly looked at everyone and put them with grace. He buttoned them and covered his neck with the woolen collar of his vest.