Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Snowflakes, like white feathers floating down from the sky, lightly and solemnly cover the entire world.

On a snowy winter afternoon, Zhong Yuemin brought his little darlings, Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen, to this pure white snow, and together they weaved their own fairy tale.

The sky is like a kind painter, gently sprinkling crystal clear snowflakes, adding a touch of dream and romance to this warm scene.

Xiao Shihua, her big eyes as clear as spring water, sparkled with infinite curiosity about the miracles of winter. She raised her tender little face, and stretched out her little hands gently, as if she wanted to catch every falling snowflake.

At that moment, her smile was purer than snowflakes, full of joy and anticipation, and she shouted excitedly, "Dad, Dad, it's snowing! It's so beautiful!" Her voice was clear and pleasant, like the most moving music in winter.

Little Haichen was not to be outdone. He skipped and jumped behind his sister, his little face flushed with excitement, and he kept repeating, "It's snowing, it's snowing! We can have snowball fights and build snowmen!"

The laughter of the two children echoed in the cold air, dispelling the winter chill.

However, Zhong Yuemin knew that the weather was unpredictable, so he said gently but firmly, "Let's go, we have to go home. If it snows heavily soon, the road will be difficult to walk on, and Dad has to go pick up Mom."

When Xiao Shihua heard this, she immediately started to act like a spoiled child, pulling Zhong Yuemin's hand and shaking it gently. "Daddy, can we play for a while longer, just a little while, okay?" Her eyes were full of pleading, making it hard to refuse.

Seeing this, Xiao Haichen quickly agreed. "That's right, Dad, play for a while longer, I promise I won't cause any trouble!"

Zhong Yuemin looked at the children's expectant eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart, but reason told him that he had to make a decision. He squatted down and patiently explained, "Be obedient, children, go home now, and when the snow stops, Dad will help you build a big snowman, how about it?"

Xiao Shihua's eyes rolled, as if she had thought of a brilliant idea. She suggested excitedly, "Dad, let's make a deal. When the snow stops, we'll build a super big snowman together and put my little hat and scarf on it!" Her eyes were shining with anticipation, as if she had already seen the cute big snowman standing before her.

Xiao Haichen was not to be outdone. He patted his chest and said confidently, "Sister, I want to build not just one snowman, but 100 snowmen to form a snowman army!"

The little girl snorted and said disdainfully, "You just know how to brag. Do you know how much is 100?"

“1、2、3、4、5、6.......”小海宸掰着自己的指头认真地数了起来，但数到十之后，他就开始糊涂了，不知道接下来该怎么数。

The little guy was so anxious that his face turned red and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He tried to continue counting but didn't know where to start. Zhong Yuemin looked at his son's cute and anxious appearance and couldn't help laughing.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the flakes were falling like goose feathers, decorating the whole world with white. The wind gradually became stronger, whistling across the earth, bringing bursts of cold. But this did not affect the children's enthusiasm for the snowman. They were still immersed in joy and looked forward to the good times after the snow stopped.

After returning to my warm home, the wind and snow outside seemed to be even more violent. Snowflakes were like flying feathers in the sky, dressing the whole world in silver and white.

Zhong Yuemin handed Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen to Chen Yijun. "Mom, it's snowing so heavily that it may be hard to walk on the road. I'll go get Xiaobai!"

Chen Yijun patted the snow off Xiao Haichen's body, and looked at the heavy snow outside the window, feeling a little worried. "Yuemin, why are you going? It's too dangerous to go out in this weather."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and consoled her. "Don't worry, Mom. I'll walk there. It's not too far. In weather like this, riding a bicycle or a motorcycle is even more unsafe."

"Okay, I thought you were going to ride a motorcycle. That's really worrying." Chen Yijun breathed a sigh of relief, but still gave a few words of advice.

"Yes, Mom, riding a motorcycle in this kind of weather is probably worse than walking. The road is too slippery and it's easy to get into an accident." Zhong Yuemin said as he put on a heavy coat and prepared to go out.

"That's right. I don't know why it snowed so heavily. It really caught us off guard." Chen Yijun shook his head, his eyes showing helplessness about the weather and concern for his son-in-law.

"Mom, then I'm going!" Zhong Yuemin said, and then he stepped resolutely into the snow.

The snowflakes are still falling, like dancing fairies, fluttering in the air, and each piece is like a feather falling from the sky, light and pure.

They circle and dance in the air, and finally land gently on the ground, bringing endless tranquility and beauty to the whole world.

Zhong Yuemin stood at the gate, quietly admiring it all, took a deep breath of the cold and fresh air, and felt refreshed, as if all his fatigue and worries were blown away by the cold air.

When Zhong Yuemin walked out of the house, the outside world had turned into a fairy tale world covered in silver. The vast expanse of white made people feel extremely peaceful and comfortable.

The snow was already above the ankles, leaving deep footprints with every step. There were few pedestrians on the road, all wearing thick cotton jackets, walking hurriedly with their heads down. The trees on both sides of the street were also covered with snow, and the branches were covered with crystal clear icicles, like exquisite works of art.

Zhong Yuemin strolled happily on the street, enjoying this rare tranquility and beauty.

Suddenly, he saw several children playing in the snow in front of him. They were chasing each other, laughing and playing, with innocent smiles on their faces.

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but think of his childhood, when he was also carefree and every day was filled with laughter.

Zhong Yuemin became playful. He took two running steps and then slid forward, feeling the crunching sound of the snow under his feet, as if he was back in his childhood.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, carrying snowflakes in his face, like tiny knives cutting his face, but he didn't care. Instead, he felt that the cold made him more sober.

Zhong Yuemin continued walking forward and arrived at the entrance of the park. The lake in the park was already covered with a thin layer of ice, which was covered with a layer of white snowflakes.

The lakeside was covered with weeping willows, and the willow branches were covered with icicles, shining brightly in the sun. Zhong Yuemin strolled along the lake, admiring the beautiful scenery around him.

Zhou Xiaobai was walking home with his head down, taking one deep step and one shallow step.

At this moment, a voice with a slight accent suddenly broke the silence around them. "Hey! Pretty lesbian, can I ask you something?"

The voice was teasing and unruly, which made Zhou Xiaobai frown. She thought to herself, "It's so annoying. Why do I meet this kind of person again?" She thought it was another tactless hooligan harassing her.

So, Zhou Xiaobai replied unhappily, "Ask!" There was a bit of impatience and indifference in his tone. He just wanted to end this unpleasant conversation quickly and leave here quickly.

However, the next words made Zhou Xiaobai stunned. "You are so good-looking, do you have a boyfriend? What do you think of me? I think we are a good match."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Xiaobai's heart was immediately alarmed, and his anger rose up. He thought: "How dare this person treat me so lightly? Does he really think I'm easy to bully?"

So Zhou Xiaobai raised her head suddenly, ready to teach the other person a lesson. But the moment she raised her head, she met a pair of smiling eyes. Those eyes were as bright as the stars, flashing a gentle and kind light, as if they could melt people's hearts.

Zhou Xiaobai's anger disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an indescribable feeling.

That was Zhong Yuemin, the man who always appeared at the most unexpected time and brought her endless surprises and laughter.

Zhong Yuemin stood there quietly, with a warm and bright smile on his face, just like the warm sunshine in spring, as if it could dispel all the haze in the world and make Zhou Xiaobai's originally gloomy world shine brightly again.

"Hate it! I thought it was some little hooligan. Why are you here?"

Zhou Xiaobai complained in a feigned anger, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly unconsciously, outlining a faint smile. Her originally heavy heart also became light because of Zhong Yuemin's arrival, and the haze in her heart gradually dissipated.

Zhou Xiaobai walked briskly to Zhong Yuemin, and the distance between them was instantly shortened. At this moment, the air around them seemed to become particularly fresh, filled with an indescribable warmth and sweetness.

"Of course I'm here to pick up my wife! Where's your bike?" Zhong Yuemin said with a hint of teasing, but his eyes were full of love for Zhou Xiaobai. He smiled gently, as if the whole world was warmed by him.

Zhou Xiaobai looked up at Zhong Yuemin, her eyes twinkling with tenderness, and she replied, "It's a bit difficult to walk in this snowy day, let alone riding a bicycle; it's too slippery. I left my bicycle at the office; it snowed so heavily today." Snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, adding a romantic atmosphere to their conversation.

"Wife, let's go! Let's go home." Zhong Yuemin said, and naturally stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Zhou Xiaobai's hand.

Zhou Xiaobai smiled slightly and placed her hand gently in his palm. The two of them walked side by side on the way home, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

As they walked, Zhou Xiaobai suddenly broke the silence. "Yuemin, do you still remember the first time we met?" There was a hint of nostalgia in her voice, as if she had returned to that youthful and beautiful time.

"Of course I remember, the ice rink." Zhong Yuemin answered without hesitation, his eyes became deep, as if he was also recalling those unforgettable years.

"Wife, how about we reminisce a little?" Zhong Yuemin's words were filled with anticipation, as if he wanted to experience the thrill of first sight again.

Zhou Xiaobai's eyes flashed with doubt when she heard this. She asked curiously, "Yuemin, how do you recall?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled mysteriously, stopped and looked around. The snow was pure white, like a huge canvas waiting for their creation. "Let's recreate the ice skating scene on the snow! Although we don't have skates now, we can hold hands and skate on the ice like we did back then, feeling the speed and passion."

Zhou Xiaobai's eyes flashed with surprise when she heard this. She nodded, and the two smiled at each other and then ran on the snow. Although they were no longer helped by skates, their laughter and cheers were louder than ever. They held hands and left a series of footprints of varying depths on the snow, as if they were writing their own romantic chapter.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, leaving only the two of them and their laughter, gently blooming on the snow.

The next morning, Zhong Yuemin was deep in sleep, enjoying the rare peace and tranquility.

However, this tranquility did not last long. His sweet dream was gently awakened by a rapid and clear child's voice.

"Dad, Dad, wake up!" Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen ran to the bed like two happy little birds, holding the corner of the quilt tightly with their little hands, as if they were afraid that their dad would fall asleep again. Their faces were filled with excitement and anticipation, and their eyes were shining with infinite yearning for the snowy day.

Zhong Yuemin woke up from his dream, looked at the two lively and cute little guys, and smiled helplessly and dotingly. "Do you two want to be beaten? Why are you getting up so early in such a cold day?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shihua immediately launched her "offensive" and said in her childish and clear voice, "Dad, it's snowing heavily, please get up and see!" Her tone was full of love and curiosity about the snow, as if the whole world was decorated with extraordinarily beautiful snow.

Little Haichen was not willing to be left behind. He held Zhong Yuemin's hand and said seriously, "Dad, aren't you going to take my sister and me to build a snowman? We've been waiting for you for a long time!" His eyes were full of anticipation and longing, as if as long as his father said a word, they could immediately devote themselves to the fun of building a snowman.

Zhong Yuemin was infected by the enthusiasm of the two little guys and shook his head helplessly. "But it's too early, right? Let me sleep a little longer." However, before he finished speaking, Zhou Xiaobai walked into the room with a smile.

"Yuemin, can you act like a father?" Zhou Xiaobai's words were full of teasing and tenderness. "Your daughter and son are all up, but you are still lying in bed. Hurry up and get up to eat."

Zhong Yuemin was amused by the excitement of the two little guys and Zhou Xiaobai's gentle urging. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen in a serious manner, but the doting in his eyes had already revealed his true emotions. "Okay, okay, my little ancestors, Daddy will get up and help you build a snowman, okay?"

When Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen heard this, they immediately cheered and jumped for joy. Xiao Shihua even jumped onto the bed and gently patted Zhong Yuemin's pillow with her little hands, as if this would make him jump up from the bed faster. "Dad, you must keep your word!"

Little Haichen was not to be outdone and imitated his sister. Although his movements were a little clumsy, his anticipation and excitement were undiminished. "Dad, I want to build a big snowman that's taller than me!"

Zhong Yuemin smiled and sat up from the bed, letting the two little guys circle around him, his heart full of happiness and satisfaction. He looked at Zhou Xiaobai and smiled gratefully. "Thank you, my wife. With you by my side, I feel like I own the whole world."

Zhou Xiaobai smiled and shook his head, his eyes full of tenderness and understanding. "Hurry up, the children can't wait. Besides, breakfast is ready, all your favorites."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuemin immediately perked up and quickly put on his clothes.