The two people's eyes intertwined among the snowflakes blown up by the wind. They just stared at each other, and time seemed to freeze in an instant.
Thousands of words, sometimes really can't tell as much as one look.
At this moment, she knew that he could understand what she was thinking, her mood, her excitement, her touch, her relief.
He had already taken the initiative to appear here, and she could understand the reason for his appearance.
The snow seems to be falling heavier and heavier.
When Fang Chixia set out, she didn't expect to come to Lapland. The clothes she brought were just ordinary winter clothes, which were thin.
His face was red with pain, and he wrapped the scarf around his neck more tightly, pulled up the collar, and lowered his head to cover his face. As soon as he made a move, his wrist was pressed down by a hand.
Fang Chixia was stunned, turning her head and staring blankly at the hand beside her for a few seconds.
The hand beside her was still the hand she was familiar with.
Slender, well-proportioned bones, beautiful, and exquisite as a work of art, just looking at it is a visual feast.
Luo Yibei didn't say anything. The hand that clasped her wrist moved slightly and brought her to him. He opened the thick coat, pressed her head against his arms, and wrapped her whole body with himself. live.
Fang Chixia was startled for a moment. After coming back to her senses, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
She rested her head lightly on his chest and listened quietly to his strong heartbeat. Her raised arms instead wrapped around his waist.
After dark, all the surrounding lights have been lit up.
The area near the hotel where the two of them stayed was not as dense as a typical city. Except for a few small Nordic-style villas scattered around the hotel, the rest of the place was deserted.
The dim light refracted from the villa, and the faint halo was like a flickering candle, gentle and delicate in the cold snowy night.
The two just hugged each other, Luo Yibei held her tightly, his hot chest was ironing hers, his chin rested on her head, and they kept rubbing each other gently, without saying a word from the beginning to the end. .
However, through the strength of his arms, Fang Chixia knew that his mood was the same as hers.
Fang Chixia let him hold her in his arms like this, and suddenly felt less cold...
The two of them just hugged each other in the snow. After an unknown amount of time, Luo Yibei slowly let go of her and turned his head to take a look at the snowman she had piled up next to him.
"How ugly!" He was sarcastic without any hesitation.
This was the first thing he said after the two met after so many months.
It’s not the I miss you that normal people would say, or any confession, but “It’s so ugly!”
Fang Chixia had been ridiculed by him since she first got her certificate, but now she was used to it.
"I think it's pretty good." She didn't take his words seriously. She squatted down in front of her snowman, took a dry branch and repaired it, and re-applied the scattered snow residue on it, while she hummed softly. Song:
“When-I-Grow-Up, I-Wanna-be-Your-Bride, Touch-Your-Heart…”
What she hummed was the song she was most familiar with.
She doesn't seem to have much talent in singing, but this is her most complete song.
Luo Yibei has never had a good impression of this song since the first time he heard it.
In the early days, he thought she married him for her status as the young lady of the Luo family, and this song was also hummed for him.
In the middle period, he thought the song was hummed for Leng Qihan, and he didn't have any good impressions.