As the only nationally renowned scenic spot in Yuhang City, West Lake is usually open to the public free of charge, attracting a large number of domestic and foreign tourists.
However, West Lake has entered a very cold season in February.
There are far fewer people walking around the lake.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, two young men wearing thick down jackets came to the lake together, breathing heavily, looking at the lake pavilion in the distance.
"The temperature seems to be below zero today." Li Luo was wearing the down jacket that Ying Chanxi picked for him, with a sweater from Yan Zhusheng inside, trousers from Xu Youyu's lower body, and a scarf knitted by Ying Chanxi himself around his neck.
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Xu Youyu on the side was wearing the light red down jacket that Li Luo recommended to her, and around her neck was the white scarf that Li Luo asked her to choose.
At this time, she stretched out her hands, put them to her mouth, breathed in the heat gently, and then said: "It's already below zero, why doesn't it snow? It would be great if I could appreciate the remaining snow on the broken bridge."
"It seems that it might snow." Li Luo glanced at the gloomy weather, "But in our place, usually even if it snows, it will be light snow."
"Whatever, none of this is important." Xu Youyu waved his hands, then turned to look at Li Luo, took out his phone, shook it a few times, and said with a smile, "Junior, it's half past three, from now on, you are me
Boyfriend, time it for one hour."
"Even if you say that..." Li Luo sighed, "It's not true after all. How do you make it so..."
Before he could tell what the material was, Li Luo suddenly felt something cold reaching into his pocket with his hands in his down jacket pockets.
Turning around, he saw that Xu Youyu had stretched out his left hand, stuffed it into his pocket, and after some messing around, he held his hand together.
"What about this?" Xu Youyu didn't look at him anymore, but looked straight at the small boats floating in the middle of the lake, his tone became lighter, "Have you ever held hands with other girls?"
Xu Youyu's hands are very long and slender. Li Luo has known this for a long time. Watching her typing on the keyboard is like watching a pair of dexterous hands dancing on the black and white keys of a piano.
As for holding hands, it’s not the first time...
When asked by Xu Youyu, Li Luo, who has a memory palace, immediately recalled the scene on the school playground lawn when he was pulled by Ying Chanxi to shoot the MV for "Waiting for You to Finish Class" a while ago.
At that time, Ying Chanxi also took the initiative to hold his hand like this in order to make him feel something.
However, the weather was not as cold as it is now. Ying Chanxi's small hand was fully open in Li Luo's palm, and the fingertips only reached the position of his first knuckle.
Holding Ying Chanxi's hand, there will be a sense of protection and satisfaction that completely wraps her around, which can instantly stimulate the boy's desire for care.
In comparison, Xu Youyu's palms are much larger.
Although it was still smaller than Li Luo's hand, it was exceptionally long and slender, holding Li Luo's hand coldly.
It felt a bit bony when pinched, and the knuckles were distinct, but the skin was delicate and smooth to the touch, which immediately made Li Luo freeze on the spot.
"Why aren't you talking?" Xu Youyu stretched out his other hand and waved it curiously in front of Li Luo.
Li Luo came to his senses and subconsciously avoided Xu Youyu's gaze: "Um...it's nothing."
"You haven't held hands with other girls, have you?"
"Strictly speaking, there was one time, but it was just a brief hold."
"Oh?" Xu Youyu raised his eyebrows, "Let me guess, is it a stream or a bamboo sheng?"
"Xixi."
"That's it." Xu Youyu rolled his eyes and asked, "What if it's not strictly speaking? More than once?"
"Well..." Li Luo smiled awkwardly, "I think I did it once with Zhu Sheng, but it doesn't count as holding hands."
On the New Year's Day party, he asked Yan Zhusheng to pick some flowers from the flower bed, but Yan Zhusheng soiled her hands, so Li Luo took her to the bathroom to wash her hands.
Yan Zhusheng didn't wash himself, so he had to let him do it.
Although it was true that they were not holding hands, he squeezed Yan Zhusheng's hand and used it to clean it, which was more contact than ordinary hand-holding.
"Alas..." Xu Youyu sighed slightly, "It turns out that you are not even second-hand. What should I do if I dislike you a little?"
"It was you who said you wanted to use good materials." Li Luo's face darkened and he complained speechlessly.
"But this is my first time holding hands." Xu Youyu turned to look at him, smiling brightly, and gently squeezed Li Luo with his hand in his pocket, "Of course, except for my parents, boys of the same age,
You are still the first one."
"...Should I kneel down on the spot and thank my senior sister for her kindness?"
"That's not necessary, but..." Xu Youyu said with a smile, "It's couple time now, you can't call me senior sister."
"What are you shouting about?"
"What do you think? You are my boyfriend, what should you call me?"
"Is there fishing?"
"uh-huh?"
"Xiaoyu?"
"What do you think?"
"Let's call you Senior Sister." Li Luo smiled, "I think it's more interesting."
"Oh~" Xu Youyu was awakened by him and suddenly laughed, "I think about it, do you boys prefer this kind of role-playing feeling?"
"That's right."
"Then it doesn't matter if you call me mom." Xu Youyu chuckled, stood on tiptoes and patted his head.
Upon hearing this, Li Luo's eyes suddenly twitched: "You have a beautiful idea."
"But." After Xu Youyu finished teasing, he immediately turned around and said, "Since this is not your first time holding hands, I have to take away some other firsts from you, otherwise I will be somewhat at a loss."
"What else do you want?"
"Well~" Xu Youyu looked at him with a smile, but didn't see any movement.
But Li Luo felt that the slender palm in his pocket began to move around again. After slightly opening his entire hand, Xu Youyu also opened his own hand.
The gaps between the fingers fit together perfectly, just like God's carefully measured creation. The two hands fit together perfectly, leaving no gaps.
"What about this?" Xu Youyu stared at Li Luo with crooked eyes and teased, "This first time, does it belong to me?"
Li Luo felt his warm palms in his pocket that had been completely heated by him, and the delicate and smooth skin pressed tightly against them.
He glanced at Xu Youyu, then took a breath silently, shifted his perspective to the lake view, and finally just nodded and hummed softly.
"Okay, okay, I'm still shy." Xu Youyu held his hand and started walking along the lake, "Come for a walk with me."
Li Luo nodded and followed Xu Youyu forward, keeping their fingers intertwined like this, strolling by the West Lake in winter.
This situation and scene are truly magical.
I don’t know how it happened, but it became like this step by step.
So when Xu Youyu took him to the boat canopy parking area by the lake and pulled him onto a small boat, the rocking and bumping in the lake finally allowed him to temporarily escape from the illusory feeling.
Turning to look at Xu Youyu beside him, Li Luo felt a little dazed for a moment.
It seems like I have returned to the scene in my last life where I spent time with her day and night and traveled together.
But when I return to reality, I actually live my life again.
It was obvious that the starting point was different, but by some strange combination of circumstances, we ended up in a similar situation again.
Fate is really an indescribable thing.
"Did the little girl come to travel with her boyfriend?" The boatman greeted Xu Youyu with a smile while rowing the boat.
After all, Xu Youyu paid generously and didn't even bother to bargain with him. The boatman was also in a particularly good mood and still had the energy to talk to the guests.
Xu Youyu hugged Li Luo's arm with a smile and pressed against him affectionately: "Yes, yes, uncle, you have a very accurate vision."
"Haha, how accurate is this? You two came here hand in hand, and I'm not blind." The boatman uncle chuckled, "Looking at your accent, you must be a local, right?"
"We came here from Yinjiang District to play."
"Oh, over there on the Yinjiang River, I have relatives there."
Normally, Xu Youyu would rarely chat like this with strangers.
But when she was in the filming state, she was full of energy, chatting with the boatman very enthusiastically, and from time to time she would pull Li Luo to show her affection, and it was completely invisible that she was acting.
On the contrary, Li Luo sat upright from beginning to end, letting his hands be pinched and played with by Xu Youyu.
It feels a bit overwhelming.
To be continued...