Memories went back to Youguang's previous life.
It was also a snowy day that year, in Boston, America.
A tall, thin but energetic girl once approached her and said with a smile when she saw her struggling to walk in the snow with her big suitcase, "Hello classmate, do you need my help?"
Later, she helped her carry the luggage to the school dormitory.
They both had Chinese faces. In this foreign land, this gives them a natural sense of familiarity.
In addition, this thin and tall girl always had a smile on her face. Even if she was used to being cold, she could not refuse such enthusiasm.
After introductions, the girl had told her the same thing. "Then I'm older than you. I'm the older sister."
Her name was Zhuang Yijing. She later became her best friend. She was her best friend in her previous life.
