บท 734: The Group's Imagination

A gust of wind blew.

In the snow-capped mountains, Xia Ling took off her hood and finally was able to breathe and pour out the snow that fell into her jacket. They were climbing towards the peak and already made it very far. Li Lei walked in front, Shaohui walked in the middle, and she walked behind them.

Looking at the big and small figure in front of her, she was a little lightheaded.

She usually did not feel it, but right now, Shaohui really looked like Li Lei. His back view, hair color, and even the way he walked were exact copies. The little child had been imitating his father and looked up as he walked, seeming like a confident young man. He was probably too young, and his father's pace was a little too fast, so he had to skip a few steps from time to time before he could accurately step on his father's footprints.

Luckily, his father took care of his son and his mother and did not walk too fast.