Whether it is peach blossoms or roses, the blooming season has passed.

The winter in the seaside city is mild. When Cheng Xiezhi put on his scarf, he realized that it was the coldest month of the year.He has always been delicate and expensive, and he is even more reluctant to go out at this time.Si Lang watched him curl himself into a ball and huddle in the chair, lazily like a cat, but helplessly and connivingly stuffed him with an extra blanket, covering his half-naked toes in the air tightly.

A face poked out from under a collar of fluffy white fur, and the slightly wide-open eyes hid the sharpness of the past, leaving only the ignorance and innocence of a young man.Cheng Xiezhi moved his body to get closer to the fireplace.

Because he was afraid of the severe cold in winter, Si Lang took his vacation early, and went with him to a small town manor with a mild climate for the winter.The medieval-style interior decoration makes the house look tall and empty, with thick blankets on the floor, warm lights shining in the glass greenhouse, water vapor condensing on the stained-painted windows, the interior is as warm as spring, but snowflakes are floating outside.

The Christmas tree has been decorated with golden bells and red ribbons.Finally, Si Lang hung a small golden bell on Cheng Xie's wrist, and it rattled.

Just like the Spring Festival in China, the New Year ceremony in this country is coming soon. There is a thin layer of light and shadow in the courtyard, and the sun is hidden in the clouds in the distance, only willing to reveal the light of the stars.

The exhaled air condensed into a white mist in the cold air. In the evening when the sun was setting, Cheng Xiezhi and Si Lang decided to watch the fireworks in the square.This backward and not environmentally friendly way of entertainment has been eliminated in the interstellar era. Cheng Xiezhi once saw the bright night sky of fireworks in picture books when he was young, and he also saw a grand fireworks show in a certain world, but those The mood back then was different from now.

He intertwined with Si Lang's fingers, the blood vessels in his hands froze due to the cold wind, but the scalding heat from the other person's body was still transmitted from the place where the palms of the hands touched, and when he closed his eyes, he could imagine the boiling hot blood under the flesh.

A fire ignited in the endless winter wrapped him in it until it burned to ashes.

When the moon was rising, Si Lang stopped and refastened the loose scarf for Cheng Xiezhi, wrapping him tightly.His face was rosy from the wind, which matched the bright red Christmas color scheme.

The tassels of the cashmere scarf were blown by the wind and slipped over Si Lang's cold fingertips.When Cheng Xiezhi lowered his head for a moment, he could see the translucent fingernails of the other party. A little lower, the sweater on the wrist was half rolled up, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom in the cold winter wind, catching people's attention as always.

Fine and shattered snow particles fell from the distant night sky, and landed on the edge of Si Lang's thick black eyelashes. From Cheng Xiezhi's view, the eyebrows and eyelashes were crystal clear, cold and unattainable, but soon Si Lang's lips touched Slowly bursting into a gentle smile, he put Cheng Xiezhi's hand in his palm.

"Snowing."

Cheng Xie said.

"Let's go to the square."

Si Lang nodded, and the two walked up the steps side by side. There were already many people gathered in the square, as if they were attracted by some activity, and the intertwined sound of piano and flute could be vaguely heard. Cheng Xiezhi had heard this melody before, so it was A famous holiday carol.The children were running around in the square, chirping more lively than the birds.

Everyone is celebrating the arrival of the festival.

Si Lang said: "Mom asked when we would go home for the New Year."

After Christmas, New Years comes soon.

Cheng Xiezhi blinked, raised his head, countless starlight fell into his eyes, mixed with the light of Christmas lights in the distant city, and suddenly pointed in a certain direction.

"look."

Si Lang looked in the direction he pointed.

It was a tree, I don't know what species it was, probably a common species in roadside parks, with green mistletoe growing among the branches.

It was not a special sight, but it was deliberately pointed out by Cheng Xiezhi, which made Si Lang slightly taken aback.

Just when he was dazed for a moment, a kiss as cold as snow fell on the corner of his lips.

The fireworks exploded just above their heads, and the long tails of the fireworks rolled down into Cheng Xiezhi's dark eyes, bringing out a fiery temperature.As the Christmas bells rang, the melody under the fingers of the student band playing music in the square became more joyful, and people burst into cheers.

But all this has nothing to do with them at this moment.

Si Lang subconsciously closed his eyes.

On the coldest winter days they kissed under the mistletoe.

……

"I'm leaving."

The young man who appeared suddenly like a dream spoke in his ear amidst the grand cheers of the festival.

The author has something to say: [About why I am so short, I have to start with a hairless pigeon...] [Wait for the second update.It's short because it's better to stop here QAQ. 】

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