The first light of day was breaking when Fu Siyu opened his eyes. He turned his head to see that Shu Wan was still asleep. He put on his clothes and went downstairs.
The strong winds and heavy snow had ravaged the night, but with the sunrise, the world had once again become tranquil.
The golden rays of light pierced through the clouds, casting a dazzling glow on the snow, reflecting countless specks of light.
The snow that had accumulated overnight slid off the trees, the force of the descent causing the branches to tremble incessantly. Sunlight flickered through the gaps in the branches and leaves, shining through the window onto the bed.
As time passed, the temperature on Shu Wan's face gradually increased. Her eyelashes quivered and then slowly opened.
Before her eyes lay the Cedar Forest bathed in the golden morning sunlight.
The green pine trees dotted the white snowscape, rolling on under the golden light, presenting a clean and sacred beauty.
