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Chapter 772 Let's watch peach blossoms together

The two looked at each other and laughed, and the understanding of the couple came back was different.

"Yixia, can I build you a snowman?"

The woman smiled, and the snow in the plum forest reflected her snow-white skin.

Qianxi bent down and started to tick the snow with her bare hands, without gloves, and her tender white green onion fingers instantly turned red.

"Xiao Qian, it's too cold. Don't pile it up, it will cause frostbite!"

The man was sitting in a wheelchair with an anxious look. Fortunately, he has recovered. If he really can't stand up for the rest of his life, how would he take care of her?

But those are all later stories. Now he can't do anything about Qian Xi's persistence.

The woman suddenly turned around and looked at him firmly, "I want to pile up."

The strong and urgent feeling made Su Yixia unable to speak to stop her.

Stop talking, it was acquiescent, and the woman's face was filled with a bright childlike smile. The white snow slowly accumulated in her hands.

It has been a long time since she was so unscrupulous. Even if the snowman melts, she wants to leave a thought. She does not need to stick to the form of commemoration of some people and things.

They met in winter and might also separate in winter.

Thinking of this, Qian Xi worked harder. Her eyes were always bright and filled with hope, and that light was just for remembrance.

Everything will have a result.

There is also what Uncle Su said. After leaving today, she will probably have no chance to see Su Yixia again.

My heart was so sad, and a feeling turned into motivation. Su Yixia looked at the figure who was working hard to build a snowman, and she was filled with emotion for a moment. She thought she was happy, but it turned out that she was just too superficial.

The snowman quickly took shape, and the Qianxi pile was not big. Just next to the plum tree, the woman broke the branches, picked the petals, and began to frame it. Finally, she untied the scarf on her neck and circled it between the two snowballs.

Qianxi stood there, staring at her masterpiece, a little sad and a little excited.

"Yixia, how about it? Is the snowmen I have built look good?"

The woman looked at Su Yixia with anticipation, waiting for his answer, while the man focused more on Qian Xi.

"It looks good." He responded quietly, with a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"Ha, this is the first time I have used flowers to embellish the snowman! It's good that this is the case. With the company of a snowman, the plum forest is not so cold. The plum blossoms make the snowman, and the snowman accompany it until it melts."

The woman's smile rippled in the cold wind, as if she was narrating her fate in the dark.

"When the snowman melts, the plum blossoms will wither. They will melt into the soil and will still be together."

The man's voice was very light, changing the original desolate story to the end.

Qian Xi was stunned for a moment, and then she returned to her expression, "No matter whether it is a plum blossom or a snowman, it only nourished this land in the end."

It became a little colder again, and the sadness appeared in my eyes.

"Xiao Qian, come here."

Su Yixia called her, and the woman patted the snow stained on her clothes and walked over.

"What's wrong?"

She still squatted in habitually. She was afraid that Su Yixia would feel uncomfortable. After all, she was staying outdoors for too long, so she was afraid that he would not be able to resist the cold wind.

“Put your hands into the blanket.”

He gestured with his eyes, and Qianxi saw her hands that were already red with cold, and she smiled awkwardly.

"It's okay, I don't feel cold."

"Are you bullying me and can't hold your hand?"

The man said it very seriously, and the woman instantly lowered her eyelids. She didn't mean it...

But such actions will appear too ambiguous again. Qian Xi frowned and escaped from her deep eyes.

"Obe obedient." The gentle voice sounded above her head.

Qianxi took a deep breath, suppressed the bitterness in her heart, gently lifted up a corner of the blanket, and carefully put her hand in.

She really didn't feel cold, but after feeling the temperature of Su Yixia's legs, she realized that her hands were so cold.

In an instant, she pulled her hand back.

"What's wrong?"

"My hands are too cold, I'm afraid you will get ice..."

I didn't dare to look at his eyes, everything seemed to be back to what I was like, the man's pampering, and the man's warmth.

She was greedy, but she didn't dare to hope for it anymore.

"Put your hand in, or you will take the blanket away." Su Yixia's tone made Qian Xi feel his anger.

I argued with him again, afraid that he would think of his current situation again.

I still put my hand in the blanket honestly. If I hadn't felt the warmth, I wouldn't be afraid of the cold.

It was precisely because of feeling that Qian Xi's body began to tremble slightly.

Is it only after I have been lonely that I can learn to grow up, and Is it only after I have been separated that I can understand concern?

Even if the world is complicated, false, and noisy, Qian Xi wants to run towards him with all her strength, ignoring those stupid words, drunk words, and lies...

Su Yixia is her most persistent beacon...

Qianxi was lying on Su Yixia's legs. She buried her face and hid the falling tears.

How to give up, how to learn to give up the harbor in her heart...

"Yi Xia, actually I don't like Ai Youyou. I think she is not good to you."

The woman tried hard to control her voice and make herself look calmer.

But in the face of such words, Su Yixia no longer knows how to pick her up. She wants to caress her long hair gently. How much has she endured by herself?

"If I can choose, I don't want to be a member of Zuo Su's family, so I can try my best to fight for it..."

Qianxi said with a smile, but tears flowed down again. She had too much to let go. The words to fight for you were finally choked in her throat.

The two fell into silence. No one spoke any more in these beautiful metropolis, but they just felt the warmth they brought to each other.

When the cold wind blows, a few petals will occasionally fall, reflecting the snowman's smiling face. Even if the predicted ending is complete, there will be no regrets...

Qianxi's body warmed up and her legs became numb. They could not hide in this plum forest forever.

Holding the wheelchair and getting up, she was dizzy with an old habit, and she was still a little unsteady. Without the warmth of the man, she finally felt how cold this winter was.

"It's getting late, so I guess Miss Ai is looking for you too. Let's go back."

She turned back to Bai Qianxi who was lukewarm and distanced himself from him. Everything just now was like a short and beautiful dream.

Qianxi re-covered the blanket for him, pushed it into a wheelchair, and walked back along the way he came.

Merlin was still quiet, but there was an additional snowman, proving that they had been here.

When I contacted the cold air again, my hands, which had finally recovered from warmth, became numb again.

Su Yixia couldn't see Qian Xi's chuckling expression. The stolen time will always pass, and the warmth that does not belong to her will eventually be taken away.

I returned to the villa and looked at the house close to me, which turned out to be the end of everything.

"Xiao Qian, spring will always come."

Su Yixia was in a complicated mood and said something in a mess.

"Well, then wait until spring, and see the peach blossoms with me again."

The woman's voice is as gentle as water. Even though she knows that spring is out of reach, she still gives herself a beautiful vision.

She must continue to move forward, even if she is lonely, even if she is covered in bruises, she needs a belief and a direction that supports her.

"good."

The man responded, the woman smiled, and there seemed to be a colorful and beautiful scene of falling flowers in front of her.

Qianxi stretched out one hand, as if she was about to receive the falling peach blossoms, but when her palms cooled down, a snowflake fell on her palms and melted.

It's snowing again, and this winter doesn't seem to pass that easily.
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