He was aggrieved, but the girl glanced at him, then raised her hand and knocked again, "Still talking back?"
"..."
The young man was silent, and obediently remained silent.
He covered his head with one hand, poked the flames with the other, and glanced at her slowly, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he shrank back helplessly and said nothing.
Yu Chu asked, "What's wrong?"
The young man turned his head to look at her, hesitating, and finally asked in a low voice, "Miss Huang, do you think you were hooked by me?"
Yu Chu was silent.
She looked at this beautiful boy, and stared at her expectantly with clean eyes. He looked eager, but those small eyes were really alluring.
... He didn't intend to seduce people, but the ability to seduce girls is really self-taught.
Yu Chu couldn't help looking away, staring at the dancing flames, and sighed: "Xiao Huai has grown up and looks like this now, I don't know how many girls he will seduce."
Jing Huai's eyes darkened for a moment, and he turned his head to stare at the flames, and said in a sullen tone, "Even if he grows up, he will still be the seventeenth sister of Huang Jie, and he will always listen to Huang Jie."
Yu Chu raised his eyebrows: "You can marry whoever you want?"
The young man was taken aback for a moment, and those beautiful eyes turned around, with a silent and uncomfortable expression, "Is there someone Huang Jie wants me to... marry?"
The tone was a little dazed.
Yu Chu raised his eyebrows and nodded calmly: "Yes."
Jing Huai stared at her blankly for a few seconds.
He suddenly turned his head and stared at the flames silently, his whole body was as stiff as an ice sculpture, his eyes were as dark and deep as thick ink where the girl couldn't see.
But he was silent for a long while, as if he smiled very slowly, and asked, "Who is it?"
Yu Chu looked at the curled eyelashes on his side face, leaned over, hugged him and said, "Me."
The world fell silent for a moment.
Outside is still the sound of snow falling, softly, like pieces of feathers, quietly covering the sky and the earth.
In the crevice of the warm rock, the flames crackled, awakening the extremely stiff boy.
He turned his head and stared at the girl with his dark and deep eyes. After a while, he asked softly, "Who?"
"Me." Yu Chu looked at him with a smile.
Then she saw that the young man's beautiful and clear eyes seemed to be shining with tiny fragments of light, reflecting the dancing flames beside him, like the brightest jewel in the world, his long and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, covering half of them like a small brush The pupils are so beautiful that it is speechless.
His lips parted, but he remained silent for a while.
Yu Chu couldn't help being a little surprised.
But she didn't know what her words meant.
—The nostalgia that I depended on day and night when I was young, and the ambiguity of whispering my name when I was ignorant, like a blooming flower wrapped around the heart, held on the tip of the heart for offering.
The accumulated longing and paranoia are the tiny thorns on the flower, which will cause extreme pain every time he touches it, but he will never take the flower out of his heart, and still water it with all his heart and soul, watching it bloom slowly .
He was afraid that the flower did not belong to him.
It was born around the heart, and if one day it says it doesn't belong to him, the blood will be blurred when it is pulled out, and the heart will disappear together, and life will be meaningless.
"Miss Huang..."
The boy suddenly muttered in a low voice.
Before Yu Chu responded, he turned around and hugged her, buried his head on her shoulder, without saying a word.
Yu Chu didn't say anything, just patted him on the back lightly, just like comforting a child when he was a child.
The young man's voice was obscure, and he asked in a low voice, "Is Miss Huang telling the truth?"