Now, listening to her ethereal voice sounding silently in the vast sea of snow, listening to it again this time, Luo Yibei inexplicably felt that this song was extremely beautiful.
"Who do you want to marry?" he said unexpectedly, following the lyrics.
Fang Chixia stopped repairing the snowman, and the figure with her back to him slowly turned sideways.
She raised her face, stared at him steadily for a few seconds, and replied to him with certainty, "You!"
Luo Yibei was startled. After he realized what he was doing, his dark eyes bloomed with a shimmering starlight.
"This song was written and hummed at a dinner party more than ten years ago after meeting someone. Qi Han did not attend that party!"
Fang Chixia's voice was slow, as if she was remembering.
Luo Yibei had asked this question before, but her answer had never been so certain!
That banquet was what Luo Yibei thought was the first time the two met. She picked up the necklace that belonged to him at the banquet. It was only when they met again a few years later that Luo Yibei became special to her.
In fact, Fang Chixia also met someone at the same banquet before this.
One person seemed to have a halo on her body, and her aura was obviously cold. However, when she walked past her, it seemed as if the whole world was lit up with warmth.
Fang Chixia has always had this figure from behind in her mind, but she had never known the other person's identity earlier.
But now, thinking about it carefully, that person's aura is clearly exclusive to Luo Yibei!
Even though they didn't know each other at that time, he made her feel warm inexplicably.
Perhaps, this is what is called, in the dark.
Fang Chixia, like Luo Yibei, never believed in fatalism, but after meeting him, she now believes in everything!
Luo Yibei listened to her words quietly, the corners of his lips raised nicely.
He believed her word.
But he kept asking, "What color clothes should I wear?"
"White!" Fang Chixia answered without even any hesitation.
Luo Yibei was shocked and looked at her deeply.
That day, he was indeed wearing white.
The smile on the corners of his lips deepened, and Luo Yibei became even more proud.
Pursing his lips, he continued teasing, "Is it because of that that you like to buy me white clothes so much after marriage?"
"You're thinking too much." Fang Chixia rolled her eyes at him, turned her head and continued playing with her snowman.
Luo Yibei squatted down in front of her, picked up a dry branch at random, and repaired it with her.
Repairing and repairing, his eyes turned to her, with a smile on his dark eyes, and he suddenly said, "So, Mrs. Luo, does this count as love at first sight for you?"
Fang Chixia's hand holding the dry branch shook.
She raised her face and moved her red lips. She seemed to want to say something. Luo Yibei suddenly put an arm around her neck, pressed her face towards him, and kissed her lips with his lips.
He kissed her very firmly, regardless of the fact that the occasion the two of them were in was public. His lips and tongue invaded her mouth in a long, deep French kiss.
Fang Chixia didn't care about the occasion, put down the branch in her hand, stood up, hooked her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoes and kissed him back.
"Yibei, I miss you..."
Her voice had a thick nasal sound, and the originally clear and pleasant voice was so hoarse that it had a sandy texture, and seemed to be accompanied by sobs.