Chapter 702: The Snow Monkey in the Hot Spring

After visiting the pandas, I took the convenient path to Primate Paradise.

The snow monkey exhibit, with its appearance akin to an ancient, long-abandoned temple, beckons.

Now, the scene inside the venue is vastly different from days past, with white snow blanketing the ground and silver frost enveloping everything, transforming it into a vast, silent world.

The secluded mountain path in the cold, the desolate stream's edge, birds often chirp, but even more, there is silence, without people.

The black tiles of the temple roof are covered with a layer of pristine snowflakes, which, under the sun's rays, reveals a glaze of color, adding a sense of sacredness and fortune to the serene temple.

The visitors who come here can't help but be influenced by the atmosphere, becoming much quieter.

Each time Amamiya Kokoro visits, besides the pandas, she also enjoys watching the snow monkeys.

To see animals from my hometown in a foreign land naturally evokes a feeling of closeness.