Lin Zhimo and Zhang Ziyi had a very happy chat in the room. The two of them didn't look like they had met for the first time. Instead, they were more like an old friend meeting after a long time, and there were endless topics to talk about.

Until lunch, Lin Zhimo was awakened by a "gurgling" sound in Zhang Ziyi's stomach. Zhang Ziyi was even more embarrassed and hurriedly stood up and said, "I...I'll go back first, disturb you for so long."

Lin Zhimo looked at Zhang Ziyi's embarrassing look on his delicate little face, swallowed the joke that was originally on his lips and smiled and said, "You can't leave. Since it has delayed me for so long, you have to take care of my lunch."

However, Zhang Ziyi took Lin Zhimo's words seriously, nodded vigorously and said, "Okay, a few months before filming, I had a two-month life experience in a family. The food I cooked was delicious, and their family was very nice to me. How about I take you to their house?"

Lin Zhimo agreed.

But after the two left the door, Lin Zhimo regretted it because the wind and snow outside were too strong. The strong wind whistled and rolled up large snowflakes, with visibility less than ten meters.

Lin Zhimo quickly approached Zhang Ziyi a little and said loudly in Zhang Ziyi's ear: "Ziyi, let's go again when we are not there. The wind and snow are too heavy today." There was no way, and Zhang Ziyi couldn't hear what he said loudly.

Zhang Ziyi turned her head and said with a serious look: "No, I promise you to treat you to lunch, so I must go."

Lin Zhimo was moved by the most sincere girl in his heart, but reason still gained the upper hand. He grabbed Zhang Ziyi's arm and said, "One day, would you please treat me to two meals another day? I really can't see the way clearly today."

Zhang Ziyi stopped hearing this, staring at Lin Zhimo with black eyes blankly. There was tears in his eyes, looking like he was about to cry.

Lin Zhimo was startled. Lin Zhimo, who grew up in the northwest, knew that if she cried in such weather, she would definitely frostbite her face and eyes, so she quickly coaxed her: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, let's go quickly!"

Zhang Ziyi burst into tears and said, "It's okay, I've lived here for two months. I've seen such a heavy snow and snow several times, it's okay." As he said that, his feet slipped and he almost fell down.

Lin Zhimo hurriedly grabbed Zhang Ziyi's arm from the side and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Be careful."

Zhang Ziyi said indifferently: "It doesn't matter. I filmed a scene of falling in the snow a few days ago. I'm used to falling."

Lin Zhimo couldn't help but feel a little fond of this frank and sincere girl. She was innocent, treated people sincerely, and had a tough personality, and had a sense of unyielding desire to give in.

After walking for nearly twenty minutes, Lin Zhimo couldn't help asking, "Ziyi, are you sure we didn't take the wrong path?"

Zhang Ziyi couldn't recognize the road at this time, and all the roads looked the same in the wind and snow. She said hesitantly: "It should be right, after all, I've been walking this road for several months."

Lin Zhimo was speechless, but he didn't know the way, so he could only continue to walk with Zhang Ziyi.

After walking for another ten minutes, Zhang Ziyi's physical strength was a little exhausted and he began to shake when walking.

Lin Zhimo didn't care about anything to avoid suspicion, and his right hand passed through Zhang Ziyi's soft waist from behind, put it under her arm, and said, "Are you okay? Why don't we go back."

Zhang Ziyi's face was more embarrassed at this time. After all, she said that she knew the way she was, but now the two of them are not in front of the village or the shop behind them.

"If we go back, we have to walk for half an hour. Let's continue walking forward, maybe we will see it right away." Zhang Ziyi became "rational" at this time.

Lin Zhimo shook his head, saying nothing to her, but as Zhang Ziyi said, it would be better to continue moving forward than to walk back at this time.

After walking for about ten minutes, Zhang Ziyi couldn't walk anymore. She stopped and complained, "What the hell is this? Will there be a day left if it snows?"

Lin Zhimo let go of Zhang Ziyi's hand, then squatted down in front of Zhang Ziyi, and said, "Come on, come up, I'll carry you!"

Zhang Ziyi was stunned and waved his hand and said, "No, no, I still have the strength!" After that, he ran forward two steps without admitting his defeat, but his body fell to the side with an unstable center of gravity.

Lin Zhimo was shocked and shouted, "Be careful!" At the same time, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Ziyi's left hand.

If it was normal, not to mention Zhang Ziyi, even Zhang Ziyi and Lin Zhimo could catch him, but he forgot that he was in the snow. When his feet slipped, he fell to the ground by Zhang Ziyi, and there was a small hill beside him. So the two of them hugged each other and rolled down like this.

Although these things happened in a moment, Lin Zhimo still used his hand to cover Zhang Ziyi's head on his chest to prevent her head from being damaged.

Although Zhang Ziyi was frightened, she was already awake when she was hugged by Lin Zhimo and rolled down. She felt that Lin Zhimo's chest was so wide that she felt very relieved when she lay inside, as if a small boat drifted for a long time had returned to the harbor, and she was not afraid of even the big wind and waves outside.

In that moment, Zhang Ziyi actually thought that she would be held by Lin Zhimo forever.

After rolling for more than ten rounds, Lin Zhimo only felt a steady back, and he knew that he had reached the bottom of the hillside.

Zhang Ziyi also came to her senses at this time. Looking at Lin Zhimo who was pressed under her, Zhang Ziyi said shyly: "Sesame, thank you."

Lin Zhimo smiled bitterly and said, "Sister, if you get off me now, I would like to thank you even more."

Zhang Ziyi's face turned red, and she quickly supported Lin Zhimo's body and was about to get up. As a result, she felt a soreness under her feet as soon as she exerted force, and her body fell down involuntarily.

Lin Zhimo asked, "What's wrong? Did you sprain your ankle just now?"

Zhang Ziyi frowned and nodded, "Yes, my right foot can't use strength."

Lin Zhimo also frowned and asked, "It's okay?"

Zhang Ziyi moved his ankle a little, felt the pain a little, and said, "It shouldn't matter, it's just that I sprained ankle. I often practiced dancing when I was a child, it's okay."

Lin Zhimo stepped forward and hugged Zhang Ziyiheng on his thighs, then slowly helped her stand up and asked, "Then can you walk now?"

Zhang Ziyi tried to lightly tap on the ground with her feet, and then her little face twisted in pain.

Seeing this, Lin Zhimo knew the result, thought for a while and said, "I'd better hold you. I think it's a bit difficult for you to get on my back now."

Zhang Ziyi blushed and didn't say anything. In fact, if she endured the pain, Zhang Ziyi could lie on Lin Zhimo's back, but she would rather let Lin Zhimo hug her.

Lin Zhimo saw that Zhang Ziyi didn't say anything, and just thought that she had let her hold her by default, so he stepped forward and hugged her horizontally in front of his chest, and smiled and said, "You have practiced dancing and your body is light. If you are a little heavier, I will be blind."

Zhang Ziyi naturally hugged Lin Zhimo's neck with both hands, and his face pressed against Lin Zhimo's chest. Although there was still a thick down jacket, Zhang Ziyi could still feel Lin Zhimo's powerful heartbeat, and his face was blushing, without answering Lin Zhimo's question.

Lin Zhimo didn't care, and just thought that Zhang Ziyi had a foot pain attack and was unwilling to speak, so he said to himself: "After this incident, it depends on whether you dare to come out on a snowy day. How old are you, why are you still showing off..."

Zhang Ziyi listened to Lin Zhimo's nagging and scolding her, not only did she not feel angry, but she felt a faint sense of happiness. She didn't speak, but just quietly observed Lin Zhimo.

From her perspective, Lin Zhimo couldn't see all his face, but could only see the green stubble slightly emerging from his jaw and his thick eyebrows. Because the wind and snow outside were too strong, Lin Zhimo's eyebrows were covered with a layer of fine snowflakes, but with his bright eyes, Zhang Ziyi, who was held in his arms, felt that Lin Zhimo had an indescribable charm and masculinity at this time.

Lin Zhimo said for a long time but saw Zhang Ziyi respond. He felt nervous. He was afraid that she would fall asleep. He quickly looked down and saw Zhang Ziyi looking at him with big eyes flashing.

Zhang Ziyi was just looking at Lin Zhimo and was immersed intently when she saw Lin Zhimo looking down at him. With a guilty heart, Zhang Ziyi quickly closed her eyes and a blush appeared on her face.

Lin Zhimo didn't think much about it. Seeing Zhang Ziyi closing his eyes like a frightened little rabbit, he smiled and said, "I was shocked and thought you were asleep and awake. You can't sleep in this kind of weather."

Zhang Ziyi let out a slight "Yeah" from his nostrils.
Chapter completed!