After midnight

The low pressure that had been gloomy for two days was finally released on a calm afternoon. Heavy snow fell on the streets, houses and dry trees. There was no wind or rain that day, and the heavy snow easily submerged the entire Xindu.

Su Ziling started to rush home the moment it snowed. He looked at the snowflakes that piled up on his hair and shoulders in an instant, and smiled. This snow was the first snow of the year and the heaviest snow he had ever seen. Su Ziling couldn't wait to rush home. He began to miss An Yan and Xiao Su.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, An Yan heard the doorbell and got up from the sofa.

"Dangdang~" Su Ziling appeared in front of him happily, covered in snow.

"It's snowing?" An Yan said in a daze.

"You don't know?" Su Ziling was surprised and pulled An Yan out of the door. "Look, it's snowing heavily."

It was snowing heavily, and snowflakes were pouring down from the sky, making everything white, even the people in front of him. An Yan finally focused his gaze on the person next to him.

"I can't bear to take a picture." Su Ziling blinked and said, as if he knew what An Yan was looking at.

"Take it off, it will turn into cold water when you get home."

"Okay." Su Ziling reached out to brush off the snowflakes and followed An Yan into the house.

An Yan entered the room, moved the electric fan away, turned on the heater and opened the curtains. He stared blankly at the window, which was also white outside, and then An Yan laughed.

"Let's go pick up Xiao Su from school now." Su Ziling said suddenly.

"Now? Go over there?"

"Yeah, isn't it good?"

"Okay, why did you come back so early today?"

"It's snowing now. Master is afraid that the mountain will be closed due to heavy snow. Let's go eat hot pot after picking up Xiao Su. Don't cook."

"Okay, then wait for me for a while." An Yan put on his coat and found his scarf and wrapped it around himself.

A few minutes later, they went out, each holding a black umbrella. At this time, the snow was still falling. An Yan hadn't seen such heavy snow for a long time. The heavy snow covered every street, every tall building, and every person walking in it. The heavy snow fell from the sky, silently but filled the whole world.

With a crunching sound, the fine and broken snow left a string of pure white footprints behind An Yan.

An Yan stepped forward one step at a time, never getting tired of it.

"Xindu is so beautiful, Anyan." Su Ziling sighed.

This unique city quietly accepts all the snowfall, waiting for it to come and about to wait for it to go.

"Yeah, it's beautiful." An Yan tilted his umbrella slightly and looked at the crowds of people on the street. He looked at those who were defined as friends, family, lovers, and those who were walking alone. They were all walking, making noise, and looking forward to it all the way. When it snows, there is no lonely person.

"Xindu is really beautiful." An Yan said again.

"Yeah." Su Ziling smiled brightly at An Yan and threw a handful of cold stuff at him unexpectedly. He had wanted to do this for a long time. An Yan was naturally unwilling to be outdone, and he was even extremely aggressive. One handful, two handfuls, three handfuls of snow were thrown at Su Ziling, and Su Ziling almost begged for mercy instantly.

"Wait, An Yan, I was wrong. I can't play with you like this."

An Yan decided to ignore the last sentence and withdrew his hand contentedly.

After being suppressed by An Yan, Su Ziling didn't dare to do anything secretly, so he had to follow An Yan all the way to the gate of Xindu No. 1 Middle School. It was half past five when they arrived. The moment the bell rang, adults and children gathered together. Little Su, wearing a rose-red down jacket, ran over and fell into the arms of the two men.

"Dad, Brother Ling, it's snowing!"

"Yes, it's snowing!"

An Yan and Su Ziling put away their umbrellas, each holding the little girl's hand and walked into the snow. At this time, the snow was slowing down. The hot pot restaurant they often went to was doing very prosperous business. An Yan and his friends waited for a while before they got a seat. An Yan sat down and poured three cups of hot tea, then opened the window. Outside the window, the street lights were on, and the snowflakes were sparkling when they fell.

"Dad, I have a day off tomorrow." Xiao Su said, looking up.

"That's great. I'll also have a day off tomorrow." Su Ziling followed.

An Yan knew what they wanted to say, so he said, "Okay, you don't have to get up early tomorrow."

"Yeah, Dad, can I go to the movies tomorrow afternoon?"

"Then An Yan, I want to go too. I want to go to the bar tomorrow night. Is that okay?" Su Ziling agreed.

"Sure, it's all right. Order quickly." An Yan urged them helplessly.

After ordering the dishes, Xiao Su couldn't hold back any longer. She said happily, "Dad, my classmate didn't lie to me."

"What didn't lie to you?"

"My classmate said," Xiao Su said solemnly, "all wishes made on snowy days will come true."

"Is this all you wish for?"

"Well, I am very happy as long as my father is with me every day."

This girl, An Yan smiled unconsciously. I don't know what happened recently, he began to let himself go.

"Okay, all the dishes are here, let's eat." Su Ziling stood up and placed the dishes on the table one by one, then started to shabu-shabu the beef and mutton, and then added the shrimp paste.

They ate until eight o'clock in the evening. When they left the main road and walked back home along the path, the night suddenly became quiet. Su Ziling looked up and saw only snowflakes still floating down from the sky.

"An Yan, watch out!" Su Ziling made a move, and An Yan was caught off guard and was hit directly.

"Ahahaha~" Xiao Su reacted quickly. She quickly ran away to get herself out of the battlefield, then squatted aside and began to gather snowflakes to reserve her fighting power. In front of her, An Yan and Su Ziling had already started fighting. You hit me, I hide, you run, I chase you.

"Dad!" Xiao Su called him. As An Yan turned his head, Xiao Su's shells came at him one after another, smashing his clothes.

"Okay, little girl." An Yan changed direction and ran towards Xiao Su.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao Su, I'll come to help you right away!" Su Ziling shouted loudly and ran after An Yan. However, An Yan caught Xiao Su in just a few steps, and Xiao Su laughed in his arms and couldn't get away.

"Xiao Su!" Su Ziling ran over and wanted to rescue Xiao Su, and the three of them immediately started a fight.

"Ahaha!" Xiao Su ran out of An Yan's arms, panting. She quickly squatted down, and with both hands she waved hard, and the snowflakes flew up and rushed out again. An Yan and Su Ziling, who were still struggling, were unfortunately attacked together.

"Xiao Su!" With Su Ziling's roar, the indiscriminate attack began. They would grab and hit anyone they saw, and in the end, no one knew who had hit them with the snowflake marks. In short, they would just hit and run. In this way, the three of them made a lot of noise for a long time amidst laughter.

"I don't want to play anymore, I don't want to play anymore!" Xiao Su sat in the snow panting, too tired to straighten his back.

After hearing that Xiao Su had surrendered first, An Yan stopped running and Su Zi Ling also stopped. An Yan and Su Zi Ling stood there for a while and then walked towards Xiao Su at the same time.

"Sitting on the ground won't catch a cold." An Yan pulled her up, and Su Ziling went to pat her clothes. Xiao Su's down jacket was covered with water from the melted snow.

"Go back quickly, change your wet clothes and take a hot shower." Su Ziling said as he patted.

"Yeah! Let's go home!"

After returning home, he turned on the light and saw that the clock had turned a little past 9:30. Xiao Su took a hot bath, ran into An Yan and Su Ziling's room in pajamas, said goodnight to each of them, and then went to sleep. Su Ziling got a goodnight, tidied himself up, lay down on the bed contentedly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Su Ziling thought he would have a good night's sleep, but in the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up.

I didn't dream, nor did I wake up suddenly. It was just the middle of the night when I opened my eyes, and I was very conscious.

Su Ziling lay down for a while but still couldn't fall asleep, so he put on his clothes and got up. He opened the door and found that the living room outside was lit, and An Yan was standing downstairs, about to put on his coat and go out.

"An Yan?" Su Ziling called out in a low voice, surprised and confused.

"I can't sleep, I want to go out for a walk, do you want to come with me?"

"Okay, wait for me." Su Ziling woke up as if from a dream and went downstairs quickly.

The moment he opened the door of his house, Su Ziling knew what true silence was.

There was not even the sound of wind in the white sky and earth.

"Let's go." An Yan said.

An Yan stepped on the frozen snow and walked towards the path outside the house. Su Ziling followed him silently. Gradually, the two of them disappeared at the door of the house. At three o'clock in the morning, the snow had stopped and the new year had arrived. Under the street lights, the shadows of the two people stretched and shortened, then stretched and shortened again, alternating and repeating over and over again.

On such a snowy night, An Yan did not speak, and neither did Su Ziling. Su Ziling stood beside An Yan, walking side by side with him.

"You are thinking about me." At 4:30 in the morning, when they came back and passed by the ginkgo tree, An Yan said to Su Ziling.

"Yes, I was thinking about you." Su Ziling admitted it generously. He saw the snow under the ginkgo tree was crystal clear.

"Good, I learned to think."

"Well... although I really want to think seriously, I have been thinking about irrelevant things the whole time."

"What irrelevant things?"

"Thinking about everything that has happened since I met you, and thinking about things that have not happened yet in the future."

"Really? It's a bit irrelevant. We're home." An Yan pushed open the small iron door and walked in. The silver light of the moon sprinkled on the world.