Building a Snowman

Time flew by swiftly.

The first snowfall of the year in the Imperial City arrived quietly one midnight in December.

Chi Yu got up as usual, drew open the curtains, and was momentarily blinded by the dazzling blanket of pure white snow before her eyes.

Growing up in Donghai, a southern region, snow was a rare occurrence, often too sparse to even cover the soles of one's shoes.

Unlike the scene before her now—an abundance of snow, more than enough to build ten or even eight snowmen with ease.

Thinking of snowmen, a rare childlike excitement lit up Chi Yu's face.

She quickly dressed and went downstairs, careful not to disturb anyone.

Stepping into the snow, she clumsily began to build a snowman. Unfortunately, her lack of experience left her fumbling with no clear method.

After half an hour of effort, all she managed were two uneven spheres.