Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"Do you really want to go up there? Don't you usually go there?"

"It's cold up there, isn't it? You still haven't recovered from your cold."

"It's not my illusion, is it? Why do I feel like you're suddenly excited?"

"Okay, okay, if you want to go up there so badly, put on your clothes and wrap yourself in a blanket first."

……

A ladder leading to the rooftop.

Normally the door is locked, and only when there is a problem with the coffee shop's water supply will they send someone to check the reservoir.

And now, Wen Can first climbed up the wooden ladder silently, and then opened the square exit.

The wind and snow rushed in, causing Ye Kong below to shiver.

Wen Can lowered his head and confirmed with her again: "Do you really want to go up?"

Ye Kong nodded vigorously.

"Ok."

The man jumped up first, then turned around to meet her.

Watching this physically disabled person climbing up clumsily using both his hands and feet, Wen Can fearfully grasped her hand and almost half-lifted and half-carried her up.

The girl crashed into his arms, and the man didn't resist at all. He was knocked to the ground and the two of them hugged each other.

The whistling sound of the wind suddenly filled my eardrums.

Ye Kong lay on Wen Can's chest, with a warm and strong heartbeat on one side and a raging cold wind on the other.

Then she felt the chest vibrate slightly a few times.

Smile is transmitted through the body earlier than sound.

"You're really weird. Sometimes I feel like you don't care about anything and aren't interested in anything. Sometimes you're like a closed-off kid who's full of curiosity about the world. You'd even be curious about snow many times."

"You're the only one who would let me do this."

"Ok?"

Ye Kong raised his body and looked down into his eyes: "Only when I am with you do I feel strange and curious about these things."

Wen Can was stunned.

Ye Kong had already climbed up and looked up at the snowy sky.

It snowed for too long today, and a large, thin layer of snow had accumulated on the rooftop where no one stepped on it.

It can already be called a snowy land.

Moreover, there are no taller buildings nearby, only two-story buildings of the same height. The street lights are located below and can only provide a thin halo of light.

So at a glance, the night and the snow were clearly black and white, and the world seemed vast and silent in the wind and snow.

"So lovely."

Ye Kong said this.

Wen Can closed the door behind her, then stood up and walked over, shook out the blanket in his hand, and wrapped the girl up from behind.

Ye Kong turned his head and looked at him, then suddenly pulled him a little further inside.

Wen Can was confused as she pulled him along: "Where are we going?"

“Being in a more central position will keep people from seeing you.”

"There shouldn't be anyone here this late, right? I think those people have left."

"You have to be careful then." Ye Kong said, "Don't you have something important to do? You don't hesitate to pretend to be disabled... You can't fail because of me."

Wen Can was speechless and was obediently pulled to the safe position in the middle by her.

No one in front, behind, or around them would be able to see them from below.

They stopped again and began to look at each other in the wind and snow.

After standing there with eyes wide open for a long while, Wen Can suddenly took out the bottle of sweet drink that Ye Kong brought from his pocket.

"Would you like to try it?"

"Okay."

The man lowered his head, unscrewed the bottle cap with his bloodstained hand, and handed it to Ye Kong: "Drink it quickly, it's getting cold."

Gudu... Gudu...

"How about it?"

"It's sweet. I like it."

Ye Kong put the bottle mouth close to Wen Can's mouth again.

Gudu... Gudu...

"yue..."

"……What do you mean?"

"It's too sweet, a bit nauseating."

"..."

In the dim light, the girl's angry look was particularly clear and vivid.

Wen Can couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

Just as the smile was revealed, he saw the girl tilt her head back and gulp down the drink like she was drinking. He couldn't help but say, "It's not good to drink too much at night, you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his black eyes flashed angrily in front of him, and his cold lips were already pressed tightly against hers.

Then his collar was pulled and he was forced to lower his head.

Then the warm chocolate came out from another person's lips.

He was caught off guard and had to swallow the chocolate...

Gudu... Gudu...

Although they swallowed in time, the girl's movements were too rough, and some of the drink still flowed from the corners of their lips and onto the girl's chin, forcing her to quickly move away, wipe her mouth fiercely, and then raise her head and stare at the man dangerously: "Now, do you still feel nauseous?"

Wen Can, who was forced to swallow a big mouthful of chocolate, saw the threat in those eyes: "If you dare to answer yes, you will leave your head here."

"..."

He raised his finger and wiped the corner of his lips, then raised his eyelids to look at Ye Kong, and had to compromise: "Okay."

"Not sickeningly sweet."

He took a step forward, held the girl's arm, leaned over and kissed her chin, "It's so sweet."

Disappearing from his lips along with the words was a drop of sweet drink hanging on the girl's chin.

The man sipped the sweetness, stood up and licked his lips again.

In the dim light, Ye Kong's heartbeat quickened at this scene, but the man raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch: "Today's kiss took place at 3:50 in the morning - this seems to be the earliest one."

Ye Kong was stunned for a moment: "Do you still remember this?"

"Why don't you remember?"

Wen Can smiled: "Isn't your kiss very precious?"

It's not my kiss that is precious, it's your kiss that is precious.

But Ye Kong said: "I never said such a thing."

"That's what I think."

He walked over and was about to hug the girl in his arms, when he suddenly remembered something and took something out of his pocket.

"Oh, I brought this."

It's a small rectangular box, and the packaging looks cheap.

Ye Kong pulled it out and saw that it was a fairy wand.

"I saw someone selling it on the roadside on the way here." Wen Can said, "Maybe it's New Year soon, a lot of children are buying it, it's pretty good, I think you might like it."

"I'm not a child."

Ye Kong said this, but he took the thing with his hand.

She held the sparkler and Wen Can took out a lighter.

With a click, the fire lit up and was instantly blown out by the wind.

The two of them could only hug each other tighter and put their hands up to block the wind.

Even so, it took more than a dozen attempts before I finally managed to light the fairy wand.

Small but brilliant sparks suddenly exploded with a crackling sound.

The flickering flames reflected in their black eyes, as if a few bright fireworks were lit in the dark night.

“Did you play this as a kid?”

The two of them leaned over and watched the small fireworks bloom, talking in low voices.

"I have," Wen Can said. "My mother takes me to set off fireworks every year, sometimes in a crowded square, sometimes in the yard at home."

"What about you?"

"No." Ye Kong said, "But I've seen others play it."

She watched the fireworks burn out quietly, and then Wen Can lit another one.

“But I didn’t think it was interesting at the time.”

"Because it will be extinguished anyway, and in the end there will only be a thin layer of smelly ash left, and I have to be the one to clean it up, which is even more annoying."

She held the crackling fairy wand and looked up at the flickering light: "This is the first time in my life that I feel that fireworks are beautiful."

“Even if only a handful of ashes are left, it’s worth lighting and watching.”

Wen Can held the thin iron rod with her, looked down at her, and smiled slightly: "Don't say such things, it will make me feel very uncomfortable."

"why?"

"I will regret it." Wen Can pressed his hand against her forehead and rubbed it gently, "I will regret not going into that orphanage ten, a hundred, a thousand times when I was in Hua He."

"Even if Ye Shiyi was a very introverted and lonely child when he was young, I would still be able to meet you even if I went there a thousand times. Then I could make you like more things earlier."

"It's no use meeting him. I'll be so weird and annoying then."

In the faint embers of the fireworks, the man whispered, "I will like you."

"Even if everyone thinks you're weird, I'll still like you."

His voice was gentle, but firm: "I just know it."