He asked her to stand aside and busy playing with the two snowmen alone.
It was the first time Qin Xiaoman saw him tinkering with an unfamiliar object a little clumsily, and smiled quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, two snowdrifts, one tall and one short, finally began to appear in size. Yan Zisong took a long breath and turned around. His face was bright and peaceful, his eyes flashed with anticipation, and he walked with a smile in the sunshine.
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This man who was very particular about what he wore never considered keeping warm. His clothes were already thin. After standing in the snow for so long, his whole face was pale from the cold, but he still looked excited and satisfied.
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Yan Zisong hugged her from behind, rested his chin on the side of her face, looked at his masterpiece, and said with some dissatisfaction,
"Isn't it too ugly?"
Qin Xiaoman shook his head gently, "I like it."
As he said that, he put his fingers on the hand he held on his chest one by one, bit by bit, until he completely held it.
His hands were surprisingly cold, and his long fingers were ravaged by ice and snow and turned red.
She stroked them gently, pulled them to her face, and breathed in the hot air.
Seeing this small movement of hers, Yan Zisong's heart felt so warm that it suddenly overflowed into his chest.
"Qin Xiaoman," he rarely called her by her first and last name like this.
The girl raised her head in surprise, her eyes pure and transparent, "Huh?"
"I love you!" His dark eyes were focused on her face.
Although it was not the first time the girl heard him say this, she still lowered her head shyly, "Yeah."
"What about you?" Yan Zisong raised her face with one hand, and the two of them were only separated by a blink of an eye.
"What..." Qin Xiaoman was a little flustered, avoiding his eyes but not daring to face his deep feelings.
"It's your turn."
"Then you close your eyes first, and then I'll talk."
Hearing this, the man quickly closed his eyes, and Qin Xiaoman couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He closed his eyes, and there was a proud smile on his lips. Only in this smile did he reveal his original wildness and rebelliousness. Qin Xiaoman suddenly felt more playful as he looked at him.
She picked up a handful of snow from the ground and spread it on both hands, then patted it on his smiling face.
"I won't tell you, I'll kill you..."
Her naughtiness was like the wind that blew away his few serious nerves, and his whole person became lighter.
"bad girl!"
As he spoke, he quickly picked up the girl in front of him and spun around on the snow. The soft and loose snow could not withstand such a test, and both of them fell to the ground.
The white world reflects the light of the sun, and under the light is the carefree laughter of two people that echoes for a long time...