warm pulse

After meeting Qin Chengqian, An Yang was always experiencing various "firsts". After eating cake, he received his first birthday gift in his life - a very beautiful watch.

Qin Chengqian helped him put it on with his own hands, the cool watch strap wrapped around his wrist properly, and the watch buckle closed with a "click", just enough to cover the ugly and hideous scar.

In order to cover up this scar, An Yang always stretches his sleeves long, which is his shame, he doesn't want people to see, being seen means being questioned, every questioning is equivalent to a torture, Let him go back to those unbearable memories of the past, and tear open the wound again...

An Yang knew that Qin Chengqian had seen this scar a long time ago. At first he thought he would be questioned again, but it turned out that he was wrong. Qin Chengqian didn't seem to have the desire to spy on ordinary people, and he didn't even have the eye contact. Stay there for a second.

After getting along for a long time, An Yang discovered that Qin Chengqian didn't ask because he was not curious, but because he had a unique kind of thoughtfulness that was just right.

"Do you like it?" Qin Chengqian looked up at him.

"I like it..." An Yang looked back and saw the gentle light in Qin Chengqian's eyes, as if he was bewitched by something, he looked into those gentle eyes and asked gently: "Why are you so kind to me? "

The smile on his face slowly dissipated, and his expression turned solemn. Qin Chengqian looked at An Yang's face without speaking for a long time, and finally asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you think?"

An Yang blinked his eyes slowly twice, as if he was wondering, obviously I was asking you, but why did you ask me again?

There was another silence... The two of them just looked at each other, as if they wanted to find the answer they wanted from the other's eyes.

The lighting is soft, and an indescribable atmosphere emerges in the lingering silence...

I don't know who moved first, the faces of the two people are getting closer... At first, An Yang could pretend to be calm, but when the distance was close enough to feel the warm air brought by the other party's breathing, he finally couldn't help it He closed his eyes, hesitatingly waiting for an unknown arrival...

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and the tranquility in the room suddenly dissipated.

An Yang seemed to wake up from a dream, and retreated hastily. Qin Chengqian was afraid that he would fall down with the chair if he retreated too quickly, so he reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, but when he touched An Yang, he seemed terrified. The whole person huddled into a ball, like a frightened hamster.

Qin Chengqian was so distressed that he tried to comfort him softly, finally letting him relax.

The youthful ambiguity was interrupted out of thin air, like a puff of uncontrollable green smoke, it cleared up in a moment, and the atmosphere became a little strange.

"What's going on outside?" An Yang began to change the subject, trying to dispel the awkward atmosphere.

Qin Chengqian also wanted to know what was going on outside, so he asked someone to come over to ask, only to find out that it was snowing. There were two servants at home who were children from the south. They were too excited to see the snow, and couldn't help shouting...

Qin Chengqian put on a straight face and was about to scold someone, but...

"It's really snowing?!" Another "Southern kid" in the family was also suddenly excited, jumping up from the chair and running outside.

A few minutes ago, this person was like a helpless rabbit, but as soon as he heard the word "snowing", he immediately forgot everything else, as if he had changed, his eyes lit up with joy... …Qin Chengqian was both angry and funny, pulled the man back with his arm, pretending to be serious and said: "Did I let you go?"

When An Yang met him, he was speechless again, and looked at him silently with two moist eyes, looking a little pitiful...

Qin Chengqian sighed helplessly, and compromised: "Put on your clothes before going out."

...He couldn't stand this look, not to mention that An Yang just wanted to go out to see the snow, even if An Yang was going to Antarctica now, he might have to send him there!

An Yang was wrapped up like a ball, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

In fact, the snow didn’t fall very much. The sporadic snowflakes swirled down and fell to the ground like a layer of icing sugar.

Qin Chengqian was worried that An Yang would be disappointed, but the man stood there blankly for a while, then turned around with a smile on his face, and held up his sleeves to show him the snowflakes that fell on it: "It's really six petals, so beautiful !"

The slight awkwardness between the two of them just disappeared.

Qin Chengqian felt more and more that An Yang was actually a child, who was easily satisfied, and a little thing could make him very happy. Facing such a person, Qin Chengqian unconsciously became a child.

An Yang continued to stretch out his sleeves to catch the falling snowflakes.

The light from the floor lamp shone on An Yang's slender eyes. The curly eyelashes were distinct, and together they looked like a pair of butterfly wings. Qin Chengqian couldn't help but be fascinated by it...

The snow accumulated a little more, and the ground seemed to be covered with a thin layer of dandelion fluff. Qin Chengqian found some clean snow, and made a small snowman. An Yang immediately regarded the snowman as a treasure, and carefully cherished it. He held it in his hand, not knowing what to do.

Qin Chengqian looked amused, and said that when it snowed heavily, he would take him to build a snowman bigger than him in the yard. An Yang couldn't help showing fascination when he heard this.

The temperature was a little low, Qin Chengqian was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he only let him play outside for half an hour.

Half an hour later, An Yang walked ahead with the little snowman in his arms, eager to put it in the refrigerator, while Qin Chengqian followed unhurriedly, and the two went into the house one after the other.

When he was about to enter the door, Qin Chengqian glanced behind him inadvertently, and vaguely saw something lying in the snow not far away. After seeing it clearly, his heartbeat began to be unstable...

"What is this?" Qin Chengqian tried his best to keep his voice steady.

An Yang turned around, and was surprised to find that Qin Chengqian was holding his own small wooden sword in his hand. This small sword had been kept in his close pocket all the time, and it shouldn't have fallen out under normal circumstances...

"It's mine!" An Yang reached out to take it, but Qin Chengqian immediately raised his hand and refused to give it to him...

"I found it, and it's mine." Qin Chengqian looked solemn, and it didn't look like he was joking.

An Yang was stunned for two seconds, then asked hesitantly, "Do you like this?"

It is more appropriate to say that it is obsession rather than liking. After An Yang left in his previous life, the only thought left to Qin Chengqian was this little sword... Seeing it again here and now, Qin Chengqian suddenly felt a sense of time and space intertwined in the past and present. It felt like, for a moment, he couldn't even tell what night it was...

"Can you give it to me?" Qin Chengqian's face was tense and he couldn't control his expression well.

The small wooden sword is An Yang's most cherished item. It was left to him by his grandmother. If someone asked him for this small sword, he probably wouldn't give it to him even if he died!But this person is Qin Chengqian——

"You..." After a short pause, An Yang said, "Then you have to keep it safe and don't lose it."

Since you like it, I will give it to you. The most important thing, of course, must be given to the most important person...