Genshin Impact: Great, you guys still remember

Winter came suddenly.

Suddenly, a strong north wind banged on the door, and icicles formed on the outside of the window.

And there was a call from outside the room:

"Old weirdo - come out and take a look - the pear blossoms are blooming again -"

Only then did he realize that winter had arrived.

"Coming -"

He answered outside, climbed out of bed, searched the closet for clothes and put them on, only opening the door and going out after making sure he was wrapped tightly.

He has always been afraid of the cold.

When I walked out of the room, the door of the wooden house was not closed, and wind and snow were blowing in.

Perhaps it was the early winter snow, not very heavy, floating in the air in clumps. Suddenly, it seemed as if it was the time of spring pear blossoms falling again.

Through the open door, I saw Guizhong standing outside the house.

As if embracing nature, she opened her arms and spun in circles in the snow.

The long gray hair fluttered in the air with the movement, and many snow balls had piled up on it.

The pear blossom fairy suddenly turned into a snow elf.

"That's really stupid,"

He Li smiled and shook his head. Inexplicably, seeing Gui Zhong's lively appearance, even the coldness was dispelled a little.

"Come on, old weirdo,"

The silly pear blossom fairy finally spotted He Li standing in front of the door, turned around and waved to him.

He Li had already walked over before she spoke.

She looked up as he approached:

"Old Qi..."

"Wait a minute,"

He Li just walked behind her and took out a comb from his pocket.

Then, facing Guizhong's curious eyes, he scraped away the snow one grain at a time along her smooth gray hair.

Finally, he took out a cotton hat from his bosom and put it on her.

"It's not good to get your hair wet."

"Hehe, got it."

Gui Zhong arched his slightly red nose and responded with a smile.

She knew He Li was afraid of the cold, so they made a lot of warm clothes in summer and autumn.

Although for He Li, who already has a divine body,

These ordinary clothes are of little use.

but...

“If I don’t do this, I always feel like something is missing.”

It was still the same sentence that Guizhong didn't quite understand.

...

The snow was still falling, and the pear trees, which had lost all their leaves in late autumn, suddenly blossomed with pear blossoms as if spring had arrived again overnight.

Seen from a distance, the snow-covered mountains, the layers of trees, and the cabins in the woods look like an ink painting.

Oh, yes, there is also a set of crooked footprints extending out of the cabin in the woods.

"Who is this?"

He Li pinched his chin and tilted his head to look for a long time, but still couldn't recognize it. He pointed at the snowman and asked.

In the end, he spoke in a matter-of-fact tone:

"Of course it's you."

"What about this?"

He Li pointed to the snowman on the other side which was a head taller than him.

"Stupid, it must be me,"

Gui Zhong folded his hands across his chest and raised his chin.

"..."

He Li looked down at her, then looked at the two snowmen of different heights in the snow.

Gui Zhong tilted his head to look at him: "Why, doesn't it look like it?"

He turned and walked away:

"Like, like, like... Come back and eat first,"

"Oh ok... Hey, why do I feel like you're snickering?"

"No, how could that be? The pear blossom fairy made such a good snowman."

"Yeah..."

...

In the winter, the stove was lit in the wooden house.

The yellow light shone through the glass, and Gui Zhong's face, which had been red from the cold, also turned red.

She was sitting on the kang, looking at the kitchen from time to time.

"Not ready yet? Do you need my help?"

"Okay, okay, here I come,"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Li placed a large pot on the stove.

Looking at the red soup in the pot, Gui Zhong's eyes lit up instantly.

“It smells so good,”

"Of course, this is called 'hot pot' in our place,"

"Hot pot? What an interesting name."

“Try it…”

The snow outside the window seemed to have become smaller, falling silently layer after layer on the snow, quietly erasing all footprints, leaving only two snowmen, one tall and one short, standing there, letting the snow pile up on them.

The two people in the room were sweating profusely while eating with their bowls in hand.

"Hiss, it's so spicy, so spicy, so spicy,"

The pear flower fairy's lips were a little red. She kept breathing out the bowl. In between breathing out, she added two more bites of food into her mouth:

"good to eat."

"If it's spicy, drink water,"

He Li smiled, put down the bowl and handed her a glass of water.

Tons, tons, tons,

After drinking the water, I finally felt the spiciness subside a little.

She let out a sigh of relief:

"Phew, it's really hot pot. I feel like my stomach is burning."

"Of course, winter and hot pot are the best partners,"

“Is this also the best partner?”

When she heard this word, Guizhong's eyes lit up. She liked this word very much.

She didn't know why, but she just liked it.

"Yes, if you eat it once in winter, you won't feel cold anymore."

He Li continued speaking.

"So what's the best partner in winter?"

Guizhong continued to ask.

He Li thought about it,

The most intuitive feeling he gets from winter is cold.

"what else..."

To keep the cold away...

My mind suddenly moved and an idea came to me:

"liquor!"

"liquor..."

The moment I heard this word, I suddenly remembered it.

She clapped her hands excitedly:

"We buried some jars of wine outside."

If He Li hadn't said this,

I almost forgot.

...

While it was still light, the two of them put on their cotton jackets and went out.

No matter the light snow is still falling, no matter the north wind is still blowing,

Just because of a sudden inspiration, they went out in the snow.

Sounds ridiculous, doesn't it?

But isn't life and stories made up of these absurdities?

not to mention...

Fine snow mixed with the sound of surprise sounded in the sky,

"Open it and take a look,"

"Let me smell it, the wine is not bad!"

"Great!"

Of course, it would be even better if there was a little surprise.

...

The door opened and closed again,

"Hiss - let me taste it,"

"What's the hurry? I'll be right there."

The light yellow wine like glass was poured into the bowl.

The rest was put into a pot and kept warm on the stove.

"You can't drink less. Drinking too much will make you feel uncomfortable."

Looking at Guizhong who couldn't wait to pick up the bowl,

He Li couldn't help but remind him.

Gui Zhong didn't care, but patted his chest and said:

"Hehe, how could Miss Lihua be drunk by Lihua wine! What a rebellion!"

He Li thought about it and it made sense. He picked up the bowl randomly.

"Cheers then..."

"cheers?"

"Well - this is my habit. If I don't talk about this before drinking, then..."

“Do you feel like something is missing?”

"Oh, good, you can answer the call now,"

"Of course I am the smart Miss Lihua!"

"Then..."

"cheers,"

"cheers!"

The wooden bowls collided with each other, and the yellow wine gave off a strong aroma under the warm red light.

This is the tune of winter...

...

Of course, this passage still has a lingering effect.

"You bastard! Let me, the pear flower fairy, see how powerful you are! You old weirdo, get behind me, the heroine..."

The warm house was filled with the faint aroma of wine.

The pear blossom spirit was eventually defeated by the pear blossom wine.

When He Li came back after cleaning up the dishes, he saw this scene.

The pear flower fairy was lying on the bed with her arms and legs spread out, her face flushed, and even a few buttons on her clothes were loose...

Suddenly I opened my drunken eyes and saw He Li leaning against the wall with a helpless smile.

Waving arms with tongue out:

"Old weirdo, get behind me..."

Is this in...'Water Margin and Three Kingdoms'?

"Why are you hiding? You will be captured and made a concubine in no time."

He Li walked forward with amusement, helped her up and changed her position to lean sideways.

While helping him up, the pear blossom fairy was still not honest and put her hand on He Li's neck:

"You are so weak... you should be the one to take the responsibility,"

He Li continued his actions and said casually:

"Who should I be?"

The pear flower spirit opened and closed her lips, exhaling the smell of alcohol:

"You are mine,"

"..."

He did not say anything else. After helping her up, he took her arm off his neck, then stood up and looked at her:

"Just lie down here, I'll get you some hot water to sober you up."

"..."

Gui didn't respond in the end, but just nodded obediently.

...

When I returned to the house again, Guizhong had already fallen into a light sleep.

The alcohol emanating from his body still made him frown.

"I really got you,"

He Li sighed and leaned down,

Then she went outside the room, took out her towel, soaked it in hot water, and wrung it out.

He lifted her head again and gently stroked her face.

After applying one layer, I took a closer look and smelled it. There was still a smell of alcohol.

Then he wiped a few more strokes,

When the smell of alcohol fades,

He looked at her again and found that the pear blossom fairy's breathing was still heavy, as if she was still in the discomfort of being drunk.

I leaned down again, and the water in the basin was slightly cooler.

He went out again and changed the water in the basin.

Sitting on the bed, she gently moved her legs.

Pull off her socks.

Then soak your white and tender feet in hot water.

Perhaps the hot water drove away a lot of the drunkenness, He Li noticed that her breathing finally became even.

Finally, wrap the feet with a towel, wipe off the water, and put them into the bed while the remaining warmth is still there.

He gently placed her on the pillow and tucked in the quilt.

After doing all this, He Li finally felt relieved.

I tiptoed out of the room and was about to turn off the lights and the door.

Suddenly, a faint whisper in a dream came from inside the house:

"The old weirdo and the pear blossom fairy..."

"What...?"

He Li didn't quite hear it, so he tilted his ear.

There was a rustling sound in the dark room:

"...the best partner..."

Then there were intermittent and unclear sleep mumblings...

The two snowmen outside the window have a lot of snow on their heads and shoulders. They stand quietly in the wind. The warmth in the house is still there, passing through the doors and windows and dissipating in the wind.

The snow is still falling.

From then on, the tune of winter has been created.