This year it snowed in the sea market.
The swirling snowflakes fell all over the city, but when they touched the ground, they turned into water.
Cheng Chu's plane was just a few days later.
Now that the winter vacation is over, she and Gu Miao stick together almost every day. Couples who are about to separate, every second together is precious.
In the evening, after dinner, the two walked hand in hand on the streets of Haishi.
When the cold wind blew, the melted snowflakes turned into moisture and penetrated into the bones of people.
The street lights are dim, and there is a private movie theater on the corner.
Cheng Chu said, "Let's go to the movies."
Gu Miao took her hand and nodded obediently.
Private cinemas have individual private rooms where you can watch the movies you want to watch.
The door of the private room opened a small crack, and Gu Miao walked in with popcorn and two glasses of Coke.
Cheng Chu still held the remote control in his hand, raised his eyes and asked, "What do you want to see?"
The teenager put down the things in his hands, "Anything is fine."
Cheng Chu didn't expect him to answer anything, so he came, "Okay, then I will choose one."
The bright light of the screen made the girl's eyes twinkle, she frowned and thought, it seemed extremely difficult to make a decision.
Gu Miao handed her a cup of Coke, "Choose slowly, it doesn't matter."
Cheng Chu took a sip, and his frowning brows suddenly loosened, "There's even Harry Potter here, my favorite when I was a kid, especially the third one, I've watched it several times."
She turned her head and said with great interest, "How about we watch Harry Potter?"
"Okay." Gu Miao nodded gently.
"However." Cheng Chu's voice gradually lowered, and he whispered: "There are not even one or two."
The lights in the theater were dim, and the surroundings were quiet.
Gu Miao said, "Don't you like watching the third part? Let's just start watching the third part."
Cheng Chu turned her head. She had just finished drinking Coke, and her dry lips were stained with water.
"Have you seen Harry Potter? I'm afraid you won't understand it directly from the third part."
Gu Miao's heart was hot, and a smile spread from her slightly cold brows.
"I've seen it," he lied.
The girl's peach blossom eyes suddenly lit up, and she said in surprise, "Okay, then I'll press the third volume."
The screen dimmed instantly, the room was pitch black, and their breathing was like vines entwined outside the window, gradually intertwining.
Gu Miao felt that the girl's warm body temperature gradually spread to his heart along the touching arms of the two.
It was a warmth that made him addicted and reassured.
His fingers trembled slightly, and finally he slowly raised his arm and embraced the girl in his arms.
The screen lights up faintly and the movie begins.
Gu Miao looked at it one after another, but the girl in her arms looked at it very seriously.
The third Harry Potter book, The Prisoner of Azkaban, is the turning point in the fairy tale buried in darkness.
Although Cheng Chu has seen it several times, her memory is long gone, and the ups and downs of the plot still make her heart hang up and down again.
When I came out of the cinema, it was not very late, and the sky was dotted with a few lonely stars.
Cheng Chu turned his head and whispered, "Brother Miao."
"Huh?" His voice was soft.
The girl raised her head and asked, "What do you think is your own patron saint?"
He was startled, and it took a few seconds to realize that the girl was talking about the Harry Potter plot just now.
Dementors are monsters in the magic world, they will drain your happy memories, and everyone will have their own Patronus, when you encounter a Dementor, the only way to dispel it is to summon your Patronus .
The warm yellow street lamps are obscured, as if to put on a layer of winter clothes to keep out the cold on the icy streets.
Gu Miao lowered her head, her dark eyes seemed to fall into a little star, shining brightly on the cold winter night.
His stern eyebrows stretched out, and his eyes were gentle and gentle.
My patron saint is you, Chu Chu.
In this lonely life, you are all the colorful colors, all the light and heat, all the joy and joy.
The winter night is very cold, and the howling wind blows the girl's hair.
Gu Miao stretched out her hand and pinned her hair behind her ear very lightly.
The girl raised her head, and the dim yellow lights became bright in her eyes.
"I think your patron saint is a little rabbit who is always shy and has red ears."
He smiled softly, his ears glowing red from the street lights.
"How shy." He said sternly.
Cheng Chu put his hands behind his back, stood on tiptoe, touched his lips lightly, took a few steps forward, turned his head and smiled: "Where is it, you touch your ears now, right? hot."
The soft touch between his lips slowly penetrated into his heart and dissolved in the rushing blood. Before he could feel the strange heartbeat, he obediently reached out and touched his ears.
On winter nights, his hands were a little cold, making his auricles even hotter.
"How is it? Is it hot?" The girl looked at him with a sly smile in her clear eyes.
The heat seemed to gradually spread to the face along the auricle, Gu Miao hurriedly lowered her head and changed the subject: "Then what do you think your patron saint is?"
The girl chuckled softly, her crisp voice rippling in the night wind of the sea market.
"If your patron saint is a rabbit, then I must be the same as you."
Gu Miao raised her eyes.
The girl was wearing a large padded jacket, and the edge of the hat was a circle of fine fluff. There was a little white mist rising between her breaths, and the fluff swayed slightly.
The pair of peach blossom eyes that were slightly raised shone with brilliance.
The warmth in his heart was flowing like spring water, but he didn't actually understand the girl's hidden confession.
In the night sky, the stars twinkled slightly.
Harry Potter said that if you love someone deeply, your Patronus will become the same as him.
The day before Cheng Chu was leaving, the snow stopped.
The sea market in the evening is beautiful, and the crimson sunset glows together, which seems to give the last trace of warmth in this cold winter.
Cheng Chu came to Gu Miao's house and said goodbye to him.
The apartment was still neat and tidy, and on the computer on the desk was Gu Miao's half-written graduation thesis.
He is a junior this year, but he has already completed four years of courses and will graduate in June.
But the girl was leaving tomorrow, and he couldn't get a trace of anger in his heart, and he couldn't write two lines in a morning.
Seeing her coming, Gu Miao's gloomy heart gradually relaxed.
"Let's go out to eat tonight."
He has no mind to cook.
Cheng Chu nodded.
The two went to the hot pot restaurant they had been to in high school.
The boy had grown up long ago, and Qing Jun's brows showed a little determination, but his back became more and more straight.
He held the girl's hand and walked into the place that made him feel fearful and ashamed many years ago.
This time, it was easy and natural.
Together, it seems destined to be the same box from three years ago, and even the lobby manager is still the same one from before.
After the two had eaten hot pot, the girl went to the bathroom, and Gu Miao got up naturally to pay.
The wall outside the private room is covered with lanterns, and the red ones are connected together, like a fire in a winter night, which makes people feel warm.
Gu Miao's footsteps stopped involuntarily.
The waiter on the side said: "This is an activity that our store has been doing for several years. I wrote down my wish and put it in a small lantern and hung it up, hoping that my wishes will come true in the coming year."
Gu Miao's dark eyes shone a little bit, and he suddenly remembered that three years ago, he devoutly stuffed his wish into the small lantern—
Hope to be with her forever.
It turned out that God will bless him once.
The restaurant is heated at a suitable temperature, which is neither cold nor too hot.
He raised his head and looked at the wall full of red lanterns. In his lonely eyes like a cold night, a deep and tender emotion slowly melted away.
Bright lights.
The waiter on the side walked in and asked in a low voice, "Sir, do you want to participate in this wish-making activity?"
The stern man shook his head and said warmly, "No need."
All my wishes have come true.
When I came out of the hot pot restaurant, a bright moon hung in the sky.
The home is not far away, the two strolled in the night, leaning on each other to walk home, the night wind was blowing, but they did not feel cold.
After arriving home, Gu Miao took Cheng Chu's hand and walked into the bedroom.
A few wisps of cold wind came in, and a small box was placed in the corner.
Gu Miao squatted down, opened the box, and whispered, "I've prepared something for you."
He turned his back to Cheng Chu, his back was tall and firm, but his voice was extremely gentle.
"This is a conversion plug. The voltage abroad is different from that in China. Remember to change it when you charge your phone."
"Here are a few bottles of bibimbap sauce I made. You're already very thin. Don't go on a diet."
"And these snacks are all your favorites. You shouldn't be able to buy them abroad. I bought some for you. Let me know when you're finished, and I'll send them to you."
He has always been as deep as the boundless night of the sea, cold, gloomy, and calm.
But now, the night seems to be adorned with light, becoming more vivid.
The moonlight tonight is very gentle, and it slowly falls on Gu Miao.
He still babbles to himself, his meticulous and gentle tone swaying in the cold wind, bringing with him the warmth that the winter night does not have.
The melancholy of parting lingered between the two of them along with the diffused heating in the room.
Cheng Chu's eyes gradually filled with enthusiasm, she stepped forward and hugged Gu Miaojin's thin waist suddenly.
"Brother Miao, stop talking." Tears slipped from her eyes unconsciously, dripped onto her shirt, and gradually spread.
The girl's tears rolled like fire, dripping on Gu Miao's shaky heart, digging out small holes.
He gritted his teeth in pain, but still suppressed his voice and comforted him with difficulty: "Chuchu, don't cry."
I, too, miss you.
The girl sobbed and lifted up, her crystal tears half hanging on her butterfly-like long eyelashes.
"Brother Miao, you have to call me every day."
"Okay." He responded, his heart softened into a puddle of water.
The moon hangs far away.
Gu Miao lowered her eyes and said softly, "Two years, soon."
Enough for him to work hard to grow up, fade away his youth, and become someone who is worthy of her.
The room was quiet, and the girl had been gone for a long time.
Gu Miao stood in front of the window and looked at the lonely and cold night in the sea market. After an unknown amount of time, she turned around and took out a dark blue velvet box from the drawer.
He opened it silently.
The room was a little dim, and the delicate and small diamonds lay in the box, shining brightly.
He touched it carefully, but pursed his lips slightly and closed the box.
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