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"It's snowing outside."

Ling Jun leaned against the window and murmured, his eyes were full of surprise, and he looked back at Qi Huai, with the excitement of a child calling his favorite playmate to watch together.

He ran into the room, took out the black down jacket he had prepared and put it on, and ran into the living room with another white one.

As soon as he saw Qi Huai, Ling Jun excitedly put on his clothes, put on a scarf for Qi Huai, and rushed out of the room.

It was like a fairyland outside, the fluttering snowflakes slowly made a whirl in the air, and then dangled and fell to the ground.

Soon, the bare ground was covered with an extremely thin layer of white platinum waves, which looked as soft as soft goose feathers.

Although he knew that it would snow today, Ling Jun was still very excited, or every time it snowed Ling Jun was very excited.

Before wearing the book, Ling Jun lived in a place where the four seasons were like spring, and it was impossible for him to snow. Even here, it is very rare to see snow.

Ling Jun stretched out his hand, felt the little snowflakes fall on his palm, and slowly turned into a drop of crystal water, and smiled with satisfaction.

Qi Huai came out from behind Ling Jun, holding a white scarf in his hand, walked to Ling Jun and tied it on him.

Looking at the way his sweetheart lowered his eyebrows and put on a scarf for him, Ling Jun felt very happy, very happy.

"Let's go." Ling Jun held Qi Huai's hand, looked at each other and smiled.

Qi Huai nodded.

The two were walking on the road, the backs of one black and one white looked very matching from behind.

Snowflakes fell on the hair of the two of them, and it looked particularly obvious between the black hair.

"call."

Ling Jun held both of Qi Huai's hands, breathed a sigh of relief at them, then put the other's hand in his pocket and clasped it tightly.

A good-looking blush appeared on Qi Huai's cold face. He watched Ling Jun's movements and subconsciously curled up his fingertips, but he didn't expect Ling Jun to notice.

"Is it cold?" Ling Jun pinched Qi Huai's fingertips and asked.

"It's okay." Qi Huai's voice was cold and clear, and he looked at Ling Jun with a smile.

When Qi Huai smiled, the expression on his face was also very light, and he didn't make any big movements, just bent his eyebrows and the corners of his lips.

But it was this faint smile that just rightly diluted Qi Huai's lingering coldness, and suddenly became much warmer.

Ling Jun looked at Qi Huai's beautiful face, just like Qi Huai gave people the same feeling.

Obviously it looks like a delicate and beautiful face like a rose, even the facial features have a sense of sharpness, but the expression is so cold, even a little cold.

I don't know why, when all the inconsistencies are placed on the person in front of me, it seems that everything is so logical and extremely natural.

Qi Huai himself is an extremely contradictory person, isn't he?

No matter how perfect and gentle he pretended to be in front of Ling Jun, the piercing chill in his bones could not be erased.

One day when Ling Jun came back from Qiao Kexi's place, when he opened the door, he saw Qi Huai sitting alone on the sofa with his head down.

Even though the lights in the room were all on, Ling Jun still had the illusion that the other party's body seemed to be erected with layers of mountains, isolating himself from the surroundings.

He watched everything happening around him coldly, cutting off contact with time.

until......

"You're back." Qi Huai raised his head and saw Ling Jun who was back.

A smile appeared on the expressionless face just now.

But not like this.

A second before Qi Huai finished changing his expression, Ling Jun could clearly see the emptiness and indifference in the other party's eyes, with indifference and indifference to everything.

But now, Qi Huai seemed to come alive all of a sudden, no longer like the person frozen in the photo, dead still and nothingness.

Qi Huai evoked a soft smile.

He got up and walked towards Ling Jun, towards his whole world.

When he walked to the park, Ling Jun was dazzled by the bustling scene in front of him.

Well... a lot of people.

I saw that there were densely packed human heads in front of me, wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside, which seemed airtight.

Ling Jun hesitated a little in his heart, how about another day...

"Don't miss it when you pass by," Qiao Kexi said into the microphone, his voice echoing in the crowd.

The people around were chirping and talking, making Qiao Kexi's words sound distorted.

"Hey, friend, what's this for?" The young man in red asked curiously as he yelled at the man next to him.

"I don't know." The man touched the top of his head and smiled naively. He looked at the young man and explained straightforwardly: "I see that there are too many people here, so I came here."

"Oh, me too." The young man didn't hear any useful information and was not discouraged. He squeezed forward and poked his probe, wanting to see what was going on inside.

Qiao Kexi stood in the center of the circle surrounded by people, and the speakers around him were playing deafening music. He kept saying something to attract people's interest, and his face was a little red because of his hard work.

"Or... let's go back."

Ling Jun looked at the grand occasion in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and suddenly didn't want to move forward.

He turned his head to ask Qi Huai's opinion.

Qi Huai was a little surprised. He just came out and is going back?

But he didn't say anything, but nodded in agreement.

Ling Jun held Qi Huai's hand tightly, and quietly took a step to the side. Just as he was about to take Qi Huai away from this desperate scene, Qiao Kexi found him.

"Look, ours is there!" Qiao Kexi shouted loudly.

Following the wind direction of Qiao Kexi's finger, people all looked at Ling Jun and Ling Jun, and dozens of pairs of eyes fixed on Ling Jun.

"..."

Don't ask, if you ask, you will be watched by so many people, it will be... a lot of pressure.

"Hello." Ling Jun raised his hand in embarrassment and greeted everyone.

Except for the music that was still playing endlessly, all the people in the audience were strangely quiet, only their eyes kept turning around Ling Jun and Ling Jun, as if they were haunted.

In the next second, everyone tilted their heads to communicate with each other, and the noisy feeling resumed.

Ling Jun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that he was about to lose his standing, and the muscles on his face were too stiff, he almost didn't know whether he was crying or laughing now.

I want to escape, but I can't escape no matter what~

Seeing Qiao Kexi running towards his home like a happy Erha, Ling Jun was in despair.

Contrary to the bright smile on Qiao Kexi's face, Ling Jun's heart has changed a lot.

Why didn't Wu Yunci stop him...

"I'm sorry."

Ling Jun looked at Qi Huai, and said these words with grief in the face of the other party's questioning expression.

Yes, Ling Jun did want to confess his love to Qi Huai today.

But, but!

However, in Ling Jun's imagination, the two of them were holding hands and strolling down the street, and then they saw a homeless singer playing a guitar at the corner of the street. After getting off the stage, Ling Jun took the microphone and sang a song for Qi Huai affectionately to express his feelings for him that are as hot as the sun.

The pedestrians walking on the street were slowly attracted by Ling Jun. They clapped their hands and looked at Ling Jun and the two of them with blessing smiles in their eyes.

At the end of the song, Ling Jun stepped off the stage, picked up a bouquet of roses prepared by the side, and slowly walked towards Qi Huai, then he knelt down on one knee toward Qi Huai, and poured out his love to Qi Huai.

In the end, Qi Huai took over the bouquet amidst the booing of the crowd, and the two hugged and kissed together.

"..."

Isn’t the picture very romantic, warm and touching?

Ling Jun was about to cry, but it was a pity that this was a picture he imagined in his mind.

At this moment, Ling Jun looked at the mess in front of him and didn't know what to do.

Joe, Ke, Xi!

I remember you!

Qiao Kexi ran in front of Ling Jun, looking at Ling Jun and Qi Huai with bright eyes, as if he was asking for credit.

Ling Jun could barely see, he covered his eyes, and tilted his head in grief.

But at this moment, in such a difficult situation, Ling Jun had no choice but to take the microphone.

call.

Ling Jun took a deep breath, took the microphone and strode towards the stage not far away.

As if they had a feeling that they knew what Ling Jun was about to do, they unanimously made a small path that could allow one person to pass.

Ling Jun walked through the crowd calmly, holding the edge of the table and flipping up smoothly, his movements were extremely chic.

Standing below, Qi Huai squinted his eyes, and was confused for a moment, but he immediately thought of something again, and immediately relaxed his slightly frowning brows.

Well, it's okay, except for Qiao Kexi at the beginning, everything is perfect.

Ling Jun found a guitar on the stool in the middle.

He sat on the stool, hugged the guitar, moved his fingers a few times, and the fluent and gentle notes poured out all at once.

The melody of the music is beautiful and moving, slowly flowing in people's hearts, soothing people's hearts, and lingering like whispers between lovers.

The melodious tune reminds people of the green first love when they were young, and the faces smiling brightly in the sun.

After a few minutes, Ling Jun held the microphone and began to sing in a low voice.

He kept looking at Qi Huai, his eyes were full of affection and determination, and the man's voice was low and hoarse, with an intoxicating magnetism.

Ling Jun, who usually smiles playfully and jokes in front of Qi Huai, becomes serious and serious, and unexpectedly has an unparalleled charm, exuding dizzying hormones all over his body.

It seemed to be a little hot, Ling Jun pulled his collar, revealing a small piece of delicate collarbone, which was a little unclear from the layers of scarves and neckline, but because of the sharp contrast of colors, it was easy to see at a glance. That dazzling white.

At this time, Ling Jun added a touch of wildness to his tenderness and concentration, making him even more attractive.