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In winter, the camphor tree's emerald green leaves still block the falling snow. Only tiny white particles like dust are blown by the wind into the gaps between the leaves, and then fall down layer by layer, turning into a slow motion shot in the snow and wind.

And they were pressed against each other in the slow-motion dim snow, as if they were no different from any other loving couple in the world.

The girl's beautiful, artistic fingers gently cupped his face.

She was looking at him with a smile on her lips, but her eyes were calm, like a black cat lurking in the night, staring and waiting silently for a long time.

Wen Can was slow to give an answer.

His fingers were still pinching the girl's waist, but he had silently released the strength and was only holding it loosely.

A pair of jade-like eyes under the drooping eyelashes looked at her quietly, but seemed to be in a trance——

In fact, when he said that, he didn't know what answer he wanted.

Rather than reminding Ye Kong, it would be more accurate to say that he was reminding himself - that was the brain's self-reaction after encountering a crisis. But when the words came out of his mouth, although he was nervous and vaguely aware of fear, a sense of relief also emerged at the same time.

It was as if he had been waiting for this moment - the moment to remind each other not to get too involved in the play.

It seems that this way we can retreat back to the original safe distance.

But just as these surging and complex emotions emerged, he heard the answer.

"You don't want to play anymore?"

"Are you breaking up with me?"

"Even if that's the case, I'm always OK."

——No matter how many emotions were emerging, they disappeared in this moment.

There was only emptiness and coldness that seemed to be falling straight down, and there was no end to this feeling.

The girl changed the subject and asked another question which vaguely reached his ears.

"Or do you want to be my boyfriend who has no expiration date and will never break up with me?"

Want to?

Not just for fun, but really...Ye Kong's boyfriend.

miss you.

He didn't even have time to think before he got an instinctive response from his suddenly clear brain.

But precisely because I wanted to, I absolutely couldn’t—I couldn’t agree to it.

But what appeared in his clear vision were the girl's cold eyes.

She looked at him quietly, and it seemed that she could wait like this for a long time - but this waiting was not cautious or nervous. On the contrary, she was calm, a calmness that did not care about the answer.

It was as if he was the only one who was changing, feeling uneasy, and pretending to be something real from the beginning to the end, while she was very clear from the beginning to the end that they were just "playing".

Even though she expressed something like love so vividly and passionately, to her it was just a role-playing game in which she devoted herself wholeheartedly, and she was always aware that she was a player.

Wen Can's tense heart gradually relaxed with the new understanding.

Although at the same time there was another kind of coolness like light snow falling into his blood vessels, he felt relaxed in this coldness and stinging.

A grain of snow fell into the corner of the girl's eye.

The man moved his numb hands, raised them, and gently brushed away the snowflakes.

Tiny traces of water appeared at the corners of the girl's eyes, reflecting the dim light, like a cold tear mark.

But Wen Can knew that Ye Kong would not cry - at least, she would never cry for herself.

That's fine.

She shouldn't like herself.

Use your fingertips to rub the water dry bit by bit.

His movements and eyes were as gentle as a dream.

"Yes."

Ye Kong heard Wen Can laugh and raised his eyebrows slightly. Then he heard him say, "I don't want to be just a playboy anymore. I want to be your real boyfriend."

Wen Can heard his own heartbeat.

He made a bold decision - since for Ye Kong it was just a game that would eventually end, then even if he stole a real love from this game, it would not affect anyone, right?

The girl seemed dazed, but responded quickly.

"Okay."

She laughed: "After all, the experience of being your girlfriend is really good, and... I really like your face."

She didn't know how many times she had expressed her love for Wen Can's face.

Then she stood on tiptoe again, threw herself into the man's arms, raised her hands and hugged him tightly, her voice surprisingly gentle: "Sorry, I misunderstood you just now, I thought you didn't want to play..."

She paused abruptly and changed her words: "You want to break up with me."

She asked Wen Can: "Was I very fierce just now?"

Wen Can let her hug him, lowered his head and buried his face in her soft and slightly cool long hair again: "Yes."

"You're so cold, as if you don't like me at all." He closed his eyes slightly, "It's so sad."

As he said this, he laughed grimly, as if he was deliberately acting coquettish.

Ye Kong was a little surprised, and then curious. After all, although Wen Can was gentle, he never showed weakness to anyone, and he was very coquettish. But today, in just half an hour, she had already seen it happen twice.

Hugging the man who was burying himself in his neck like a big cat, Ye Kong smiled and said, "Don't be sad."

She whispered, "I like you."

The dim street lights fell through the leaves and floated into the girl's eyelashes and pupils along with the snow, making her eyes sparkle in the darkness.

"Wen Can," her voice was very soft, and it fell into the air like snow, blurring out in the blink of an eye, "I like you."

Wen Can was also smiling: "I like you, too."

He let out a sigh-like confession.

A confession that only I know: "I like you very much - I only like you, Ye Kong."

"I'll be good to you." He murmured.

Ye Kong chuckled: "But, we are about to break up..."

Wen Can's hands tightened and his eyes were stunned for a moment before he understood what Ye Kong meant from her next words.

"Aren't you going to catch me cheating on you? And then go crazy and get dumped by me?"

Ye Kong withdrew from his arms, looked up at the man and said, "It's amazing, when we pretended to break up, it turned out that we were really together - this development is quite interesting."

Without waiting for Wen Can to say anything, she quickly changed the subject: "But what do real boyfriends and girlfriends do? Is it different from playing around?"

Wen Can was also stumped by the question.

The two looked at each other for a moment, each thinking in their hearts. After thinking about it, they still felt that they wanted to kiss, hug and hold hands the most - as if it was no different from just playing.

"Didn't you say you wanted to take a photo?" Wen Can asked promptly, then paused for a moment, "Where's your camera?"

Ye Kong looked around and saw his camera and Wen Can's hat on the ground next to him - they were both knocked off when they were kissing just now, but they didn't notice it at all.

Ye Kong quickly picked up the camera, wiped it and found that it was not broken.

The two of them started taking various selfies in front of the camera.

One is a nationally renowned genius fairy tale writer, and the other is the boss of a technology company worth hundreds of billions. Yet, they are having a lot of fun playing with a camera in a corner of this shabby park - just like any other couple who have just started dating, with endless words to say, endless hands to hold, and endless kisses to exchange.

If Ye Kong hadn't sneezed and ended this secret date, Secretary Fei would have suspected that the two of them were going to spend the night in the park.

She refused Wen Can's offer to send her back.

"I have other things I want to do."

There was a smile on Ye Kong's lips, but his eyes did not allow for objection.

Wen Can was silent for two seconds and said okay.

He wore his hat and stayed with her until a taxi arrived.

Finally, the girl stood on tiptoe, hugged him, said goodbye, and turned to get into the car.

The moment the car door slammed shut, the smile in Ye Kong's eyes disappeared.

It was not until the taxi drove out more than ten meters that she turned her head to look at the tall and silent figure still standing outside the window behind her.

Retracting her gaze, the girl leaned back and looked out the window with a cold expression.

She recalled every word and expression Wen Can had just said.

I don’t know how much time passed, but she suddenly laughed and held her face helplessly.