you pressed to the corner of my lips

In the middle of the night, there was a rustling sound outside, beating on the window.

Bao Yao sat up slowly, looked down at the sleeping woman beside her, smiled slightly, and kissed her on the cheek.

She wakes up easily at night, and when there is any movement, she will not be able to fall asleep.

Listening to the rustling sound outside, the dim room was filled with warmth.

Fu Xiyu touched his side, hesitated and opened his eyes, looking sleepily at Bao Yao who was sitting there.

She then sat up, "What's wrong?"

"Is it snowing outside?" Bo Yao asked softly.

Fu Xiyu was puzzled, got off the bed and stepped on the carpet, walked to the window, and opened the automatic curtain.

There is a white scene outside the window, the eaves and cypresses in the distance are covered with thick snow, and the falling snowflakes can be seen faintly in the white-capped world.The winter in the north is more severe than that in the south, and there are many days when the temperature is more than ten degrees below zero.

Bo Yao: "You can carry me there."

"Do you want to see snow?"

"Yeah." She likes the snow in the north.

Fu Xiyu carried her from the bed to the wheelchair, took a blanket to cover her, and then she sat on the carpet beside her, watching the snow scene outside with her.

Bo Yao said quietly, "I just came here, when I was in junior high school, every house was covered by heavy snow, every step on the ground was like a footprint, the white snow, holding it in the palm of your hand, is clean and beautiful."

The rustling snow fell one after another.

Such an artistic conception is really beautiful.

Her eyes are clear and warm, "I hope winter can go slowly, slowly, every time I see snow, I know this year has passed again."

"Ah, let's go out and have a look. It's going to be very cold, so you need to wear more clothes." Fu Xiyu was worried about her body, but the severe cold outside would cause her legs to suffer, so she put on more clothes for her. She wrapped a white scarf around her neck to keep her slightly warm.

The moment I came out, it was like a sky of ice and fire. It was really cold outside, and the snow flakes fell on my hair and shoulders.

Bo Yao opened her palm and watched the snowflakes fall on her palm. It was cool and quickly melted into water by body temperature.

Fu Xiyu hadn't played with the snow for a long time, and this play was out of control. She built a snowman, made its clothes out of leaves, and quickly built a big snowman.

"Does it look good, Ayao, you also come to pile together."

Fu Xiyu pushed her wheelchair to the side of the snowman, and the two had a snowball fight like children.

The taste of childhood is better than wine.

The light flashed by, and the sky was getting brighter and brighter. The two of them sweated a little from playing. Fu Xiyu was very happy, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was not flattened.

She put her arms around her thin waist, rubbed her arms like a cat, and said: "This is the first time I have spent winter with you, the first time I have watched snow with you, built snowmen and had snowball fights. I dare not expect extravagantly, I never thought God would take care of me, I am so happy."

Bao Yao stroked her long hair pitifully, and asked, "Is this all your happiness?"

"Yeah, do all the happy things with you. You know, I think I must have been your cat in my previous life, and I will be so clingy to you in this life."

She smiled lowly, the tip of her nose was freezing cold, and exhaled whitely: "Yeah. You are too clingy, you stay so close to me every day."

Fu Xiyu grabbed her hand, trapped her in his arms, and whispered her name: "Bo Yao."

"Huh?" Her voice was low and soft, the color of her pupils was amber, a little dark, a little thin and transparent.

"Do you like me?" Fu Xiyu looked up at her seriously.

Bo Yao was slightly stunned, her heart was beating violently, and it was clear every time.

"Have I walked into your heart, can you give me a beautiful answer."

Fu Xiyu's eyelashes are very long, and the black pearl eyes are covered like butterfly wings. His pale face and warm lips are like flowers blooming on a winter night, which is the most addictive.

If she wasn't honest again, she'd pin her in a wheelchair and kiss her until she was willing to speak.

Bo Yan lowered his eyelashes, took her hand, and interlocked her fingers.

She came to her ear and whispered.

"Between the moonlight and the snow, you are the third stunning color."

The author has something to say: I really want to take another look at the snow in the north, I miss qwq

感谢在2021-03-1423:53:23~2021-03-1523:24:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Shijiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!