Yimei laughed loudly, turned her head and saw Zhang Xu beckoning to her from across the road, and said to Mo Sheng, "I won't wait with you, I'll go first."
"Okay." Mo Sheng nodded, Yimei took two steps to stop, but did not look back.
"You must be happy, even if..." she whispered, barely audible, "for me."
Mo Sheng was startled, she had already trotted across the road and never looked back.
When Yi Chen came back, he saw Mo Sheng staring at his toes in a daze: "Yi Mei left first?"
"En." Mo Sheng looked up, but did not see the car.
"It's snowing, let's go back."
"Oh."
Yi Chen was a little surprised by her not so enthusiastic response, and thought she would be very excited.
Mo Sheng walked absentmindedly with her head sullen, just as she was about to hit a street light, a pair of big hands grabbed her in time.
"What are you thinking about in your head? Do you want to write a review again?" Yi Chen frowned.
Mo Sheng's thoughts of running away slowly came back, she raised her head and looked at him with a reproachful expression, suddenly she wanted to hug him... Involuntarily, her hand reached into his coat and wrapped it around: "Yi Chen..."
Yi Chen was startled by her sudden movement, and lowered his voice: "What's wrong?"
The head buried in his arms rubbed his head and shook his head in a muffled voice: "...No."
Yi Chen wanted to break her hand to see what was going on with her, but Mo Sheng refused to let go, and instead hugged her tighter.
"Mo Sheng!" In a helpless tone, she didn't understand why she was suddenly so clingy.
"You'll be laughed at if you're such a big boy." Yi Chen lowered his head and whispered in her ear.
nonsense! How can she have it!
"Well... I'll try the coat I bought to see if it's warm."
go with her. Yi Chen helplessly let her hold him, smiling bitterly and accepting the ambiguous or envious gazes of passersby.
On a snowy night, people come and go on the busy streets. For the first time, I feel that Christmas is a holiday.