"Use stones."
"Oh, what about the nose?"
"Twigs."
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Wen Zhigu spent almost an hour, but she finally fulfilled Ji Xubai's wish. She stood up and ran to Ji Xubai's side to look at the little snowman standing in the wind and snow from a distance, and said a little embarrassedly: "It seems a little weird."
Ji Xubai looked at the little snowman quietly without saying a word.
Wen Zhiyu wiped his dirty hands on his body and said, "How is it going? Tell me."
Ji Xubai suddenly turned around and held her two cold little hands. Wen Zhigu was startled for a moment and subconsciously wanted to take his hands out. He frowned and said, "Let go, my hands are cold."
However, Ji Xubai not only refused to let go, but also wrapped both of her hands tightly in his palms, and even put them to his lips while helping her breathe with both hands and rubbing her hands.
Wen Zhiyu lowered his head and looked at his actions, his eyes were warm, and he called out hoarsely: "Hey."
Ji Xubai concentrated on rubbing her hands for a while, then raised his head and asked her, "Is it still cold?"
Wen Zhigu sniffed and shook his head.
Ji Xubai lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand, as if smiling, but Wen Zhigu felt warm liquid dripping on the back of her hand, "Why are you so stupid..."
Wen Zhigu's nose felt a little sore, he bit his lip and asked, "Aren't you the one who wants to build a snowman?"
"Will you give me whatever I ask for?"
Wen Zhigu was stunned and speechless.
"Then why don't you marry me?" Ji Xubai looked at her and spoke softly, like the falling snowflakes, very light and boundless.
He was obviously smiling, but it made Wen Zhigu feel distressed.
Wen Zhigu lowered his eyes and said softly: "Are you going to marry as soon as you say you will?"
"I know, am I being greedy... When I came back from Beige, I thought it would be fine as long as you forgive me. Now that you have forgiven me, I hope you will agree to be with me... "
"As long as you are self-aware."
Wen Zhigu said, lowered his head and muttered, "I have been struggling for a long time, but I haven't even praised me."
"The little snowman is pretty good, but not as pretty as the one I made."
"..." Just praise her, what do you mean it's not as beautiful as his pile... Wen Zhigu raised his head and glared at him, and was so angry that he forgot that he couldn't get off the ground, "Then why don't you pile one up yourself?"
Ji Xubai smiled without thinking too much. He just thought that Wen Zhigu looked good when he was angry: "I can't stand it."
Wen Zhigu suddenly lowered his head again, and slowly squatted down, as if he was suddenly deflated, and lay on his legs. He slowly grabbed his legs with some force, but Ji Xubai didn't feel it. .
"I know what's going on?"
Wen Zhigu burst into tears: "Why did you rush in... You were fine... You were and will be fine in the future, fine..." She pressed his legs hard, her hands trembling, thinking of the fire. In the scene, he became more and more uncomfortable, "I don't want to see you become like this..."
No amount of comfort is of any use.
Ji Xubai is sitting in a wheelchair and will always be in a wheelchair in the future.
A person as talented as him will be dragged down by these two legs for the rest of his life.
Ji Xubai was slightly startled and listened to Wen Zhigu cry for a long time. He lowered his eyes, reached out and gently touched her head, and coaxed in a low voice: "I will regret it for the rest of my life if I don't rush in. Zhigu, I've never regretted it."