There was no sound outside the door, and there was no movement.
Since then, he has been busy during the day, often has trouble falling asleep at night, and adjusting his breath is useless.
Just now, when he turned to pour water, he heard a creaking sound of snow being stepped on outside the door and window.
Although the sound was very light and short, it was clear and reached his ears.
Pei You'an couldn't imagine that at the end of the year, in the wilderness of this lonely city outside the Great Wall, in the middle of the night with heavy snow, who would come to this stockyard to find him.
He remembered the little white wolf who sneaked in to steal food a few days ago, and was caught by Ding Laozi's trap and injured his foot. Later, he healed its foot injury, fed it with food, and then let it go. But the weather is so cold and there is nowhere to look for food, this little thing, I don't know if it is alive or dead, and it may come back again.
The sound of stepping on the snow just now may be what it made.
Pei Youan coughed, walked to the door, and opened it. A gust of wind swept in the snowflakes.
He looked left and right.
A petite figure appeared in his sight. She was covered in ice and snow, leaning against the window, motionless, like a delicate snowman just built.
Snow flakes danced on top of her head, and flakes stuck to the top of her hair. She stared at him, tears rolling silently from her frozen red cheeks.
Pei You'an's gaze stopped on the woman's face.
"Fur!"
He screamed in surprise.
Mount Tai collapsed without changing color. In the past twenty years, he has never been so shocked at this moment, that he has reached the point of gaffe.
For a moment, he even thought he was in a dream and couldn't believe what he saw. The figure froze.
"Big cousin, I'm here to find you."
Jiafu choked and said in a trembling voice.
She couldn't take it any longer. For more than half a year, since the day he left Quanzhou, day after day, all the worries, thoughts, expectations, grievances, and anger accumulated in my heart turned into tears and this loud expression the moment I saw him. Brother, then I cried, tears falling like pearls.
Pei You'an stepped in front of her, stretched out his arms to hug her, tightened his arms, and almost crushed a section of her body with such force.
"Fur! Fur!"
He didn't say anything else at all, just hugged her tightly and kept repeating her name.
A gust of wind blew, and the wooden door was blown against the door wall, making a loud bang.
His body was cold and shivering. Pei You'an touched her hand, stunned, her mind immediately awake, she carried her in, put her on his bed, took off her half-wet cloak and boots and socks that had been soaked in ice and snow, and pulled over the blanket. Quilt, wrapped her body, ordered her to lie down, then closed the door and added charcoal to the furnace first.
When he was busy, a pair of arms suddenly inserted from both sides of his lower waist, tightly tucked in front of his abdomen.
Jaffe slid off the bed, hugged him from behind, and pressed her face to his back.
"Big cousin..."
She called him in a low voice, her voice still a little soft and nasal after crying, how much nostalgia and satisfaction.
Pei You'an stopped for a while, turned around, hugged her again and sent her back to the bed, and this time he also lay down with her.
The old wooden bed that was about to lose its teeth suddenly took on the weight of two people, and the legs of the bed made a slight creaking sound.
He stroked her icy cheeks still stained with residual tears with his palms, rubbed her icy hands, then touched her feet, and then warmed her feet with his own body temperature.
"Fur, you fool, why did you suddenly come to such a place..."
He looked at her with a bit of reproach in his tone, and saw that she looked at him with wide, tearful eyes, and stopped, the two of them stared at each other, and for a long while, no one spoke any more.
The house was very quiet. The dim light of the soybean oil lamp flickered slightly. There was only the humming of the north wind blowing in the wilderness. The fire was also brisk, and the house slowly warmed up, like her body temperature.
Pei You'an's face gradually pressed down towards her.
Jiafu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly closed her eyes. The moment his lips touched hers, he held back.
"Big cousin, don't you want to kiss Fu'er?"
Jiafu opened her eyes and murmured, her slightly tearful eyes filled with disappointment.
There was a faint blush on Pei You'an's pale face, he shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I want to kiss you. I just coughed a few days ago. Just wait, I'll be better in two days, and I'll kiss you... "
Jaffe wrapped an arm around his neck and pressed an arm over his back.
Xu Shi had been ill these days, he was really powerless, and when he was pressed down by Jia Fu, he fell softly on the bed, without the ability to resist.
Jiafu pounced on him like a small beast, knelt beside him, pressed his face, kissed him, bit him, he was in pain, hiding from her sharp little teeth, Jiafu smiled at first, with A little complacent, he stopped slowly, laying his face on his chest, which had been ripped open, with the back of his head facing him, crying silently.
Pei Youan didn't move, closed his eyes for a moment, suddenly opened his eyes, turned over, pressed her under him, stared at her, and rushed in without saying a word.
When Jiafu woke up, it was the next day, the snow had stopped, the sun had risen, and a few golden rays of light leaked through the gaps in the wooden doors and windows. The room was silent as if it had fallen into a dream.
Pei You'an was probably really too tired last night and almost collapsed. He didn't know what time it was at the moment, and he was still in a deep sleep and didn't wake up.
He faced her, closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around her waist, and breathed gently on her forehead.
Warm and reassuring.