Dedicated to dear Mr. Lu

Chapter 17: 017 is the first snow

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They were speechless.

I vaguely felt that Lu Cong'an's face darkened for a moment, the outline of his face was tense, and his fingers gripping the steering wheel were clenched tightly.

Yu Huasang couldn't help but laugh.

Logically speaking, what she just said should not mean anything to him, so why did he act as if he cared so much about it

Silence returned to the car. Yu Huasang was still looking out the window while Lu Cong'an drove carelessly.

It was not long after the Spring Festival, and the streets were a bit congested at night. Cars were driving very slowly, and it took some time on the road.

While waiting for the green light, something white suddenly floated outside the window.

It's snow.

The snow came particularly late in S City this year, and the weather forecast said it wouldn't snow, so when Yu Huasang saw the snowflakes falling, his eyes visibly brightened.

She likes snow, making snowmen, having snowball fights, and…

"The weather forecast is never accurate." Yu Huasang leaned against the car window and looked out eagerly, "It's actually snowing."

Lu Cong'an raised his head, his face expressionless, "This seems to be the first snow."

“Yes.” Yu Huasang was a little excited, with a hint of pink on her cheeks. When she turned around, the bun on her head looked particularly playful. “Do you remember that year when it snowed and you went to pick me up, you ended up sliding down the stairs of the teaching building, and I even took a picture of it with my phone!”

"Remember." He smiled lightly, revealing a small dimple on the right side of his face, "And when you followed behind, you slid down directly from the top layer."

"Ha ha ha ha… "

The last "ha" was even more awkward.

When could she and Lu Cong'an have such a pleasant chat

Perhaps he also sensed something was wrong, and then silently put his hand on the car speaker in front of him and asked, "Do you want to listen to music?"

Yu Huasang nodded vigorously, his face flushed.

She fanned herself gently with her hands and turned her head to pretend to look at the snow.

An elegant and comfortable female voice came from the speakers, gradually calming the two people's excited and uneasy hearts.

It happened so long ago, I didn’t expect Lu Cong’an could still remember it.

Yu Huasang couldn't explain what she was thinking. She seemed to be hoping that Lu Cong'an had some unspeakable reasons for wanting to leave her behind and go abroad.

She even thought that marrying him like this wouldn't be so bad.

However, imagination is imagination, and the indifference of the people around her immediately brought her back to reality.

"arrive."

He unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, then walked around the car alone in front, with no intention of stopping to wait for her at all.

Yu Huasang got out of the car and felt a chill running up his ankles.

She wrapped her coat tightly and hurried forward, fearing that she would not be able to catch up with Lu Cong'an and he would abandon her on this strange street.

In front, Lu Cong'an took out a hand warmer from his pocket.

Turning back, he stopped and waited for her.

He saw that her exposed ankles had turned red and purple from the cold, and his heart moved slightly.

To a doctor, this "freezing" way of dressing is really stupid.

"Yu Huasang, are you willing to give up your life for beauty?" he whispered.

Yu Huasang stamped his feet, his lips trembling from the cold, but he glanced at him with an extremely cold look, "What do you care?"

Lu Cong'an frowned, reached out and held Yu Huasang's arm, and put his other hand in his pocket, tightly holding the heat pad he had prepared in advance.

(End of this chapter)