round spring

I thought snow was white, but later I found out that snow is the color in Brother Chun's eyes.

——An Yuan's Diary

An Yuan is not a hot-tempered person. Except for An Guoqing, his personality is a bit cold in front of outsiders, and because of the single-parent family, his mind is also more sensitive.

The sound of that person calling him just now was a bit beyond his comfort zone.

He straightened the brim of the hat on his head, and carefully looked at the boy standing with his father. He was not bulky, so he looked very tall. An Guoqing was more than 1.8 meters tall. He stood with his father, his height Not much more.

Children like to look at people's eyes, and An Yuan is the same. The man's eyes are very dark and deep, but very clear. When he smiles, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and his very white teeth are exposed, matching his wheat-colored skin. In contrast, the arms shake slightly with the body when walking.

He just wore a hat, the brim of which was still a little crooked, the ears of the hat were drooping, and the pinnae of the ears were a little red from the wind.

After just a few glances like this, Xiaoyuan didn't feel too repulsive in his heart. Even though it was a bit impolite for him to call him a brat without permission, he didn't dislike the person in front of him, because he was very cute when he laughed. Beautiful, eyes as clean and pure as snowflakes.

When Shen Xingchun walked to the side of the car, he took a good look at the child in the car.

An Yuan exposed more than half of his head from the car window, his face was red from the wind, his eyes were black and shiny, and there was a layer of hoarfrost on his long and dense eyelashes. When he blinked, the hoarfrost on the eyelashes fell on Under the eyelids, it quickly turned into a small drop of water and rolled down, and finally the drop of water hung on his cheek, leaving a shallow mark on his flushed face.

When the child blinked, his eyelashes flickered, like a butterfly resting on the red petals of azalea, fluttering its wings slightly.

There was only one thought left in Shen Xingchun's mind, this child is so beautiful, he is a little boy, but he is even more beautiful than the most beautiful little girl he has ever seen.

He couldn't hold back, subconsciously raised his hand to touch the child's hat.

An Yuan looked at the outstretched hand, and wanted to hide in the car, but he found that his legs were numb, so he didn't have time to dodge. Shen Xingchun's hand had already landed on top of his head, pressing gently on the top of his head through the hat. clicked.

An Yuan frowned. He didn't like people touching his head very much. Except for An Guoqing, he moved his neck to avoid the palm on top of his head. dissatisfied.

Shen Xingchun felt that his angry appearance was quite different from his own appearance, so he smiled and stopped teasing him, and withdrew his hand.

An Guoqing walked to An Yuan's side, and introduced to An Yuan: "Xiao Yuaner, this is brother Shen Xingchun, you should be called brother."

"Kid..." Shen Xingchun called him again, "Your name is Xiaoyuan, right?"

The clear voice just now sounded again, this time he didn't call him a brat, but a kid.

But An Yuan's eyes were still guarded and alienated, and he didn't speak.

Shen Xingchun rubbed his hands, squatted down, and looked at him at the same level, "Xiao Yuan'er, call brother to listen."

An Yuan pursed his lips and did not open his mouth. Children are like this. If he is not allowed to forcefully call out, he may still be able to open his mouth to call out, but if he is asked to call out, he just doesn't want to call out.

An Guoqing raised his hand and pinched his face, "His puffy cheeks, call him Brother Chun."

It was fine if An Guoqing didn't say anything, but when he said it, the children were even more reluctant to bark, and turned their heads away from looking at them, leaving them with a swollen profile.

Shen Xingchun couldn't hold back a low laugh, "Xiao Yuan'er, don't call me if you don't like it, just call me by my first name. Let me introduce myself again, my name is Shen Xingchun."

An Yuan turned around after a while, and saw the hand stretched out by the window. Shen Xingchun's fingers were very long, much bigger than his hand. This was a very solemn self-introduction. Putting on the gloves on, he reached out the window and took his hand.

Shen Xingchun's palms were different from the temperature outside, his palms were warm, when the two palms were pressed together, An Yuan felt really warm, unlike winter, like his name, it was spring.

An Yuan was a little bit greedy for the warmth, held on for a long time without letting go, and squeezed hard on his hand, but also felt the thin calluses on Shen Xingchun's fingertips, a little rough, he moved his fingers, and on his fingertips Touched the thin cocoon, and then slowly said: "Hello, my name is An Yuan, you can call me Xiao Yuaner."

An Guoqing kicked the car wheel, Shen Xingchun heard a thud, retracted his hand and walked over to have a look, "Uncle An, let me push the car for you, you go up and drive."

An Yuan wrapped herself up in the car, adjusted the scarf to a suitable angle, looked out the window, and asked, "Dad, should I get out of the car?"

Before An Guoqing could speak, Shen Xingchun said, "You don't need it, it's too cold outside, Xiao Yuan'er stay in the car."

An Guoqing also said no, when he got into the car and was about to start the car, he realized that the fuel gauge was empty. He got out of the car again and said, "I'm out of gas. I'll fill up some gas. You two can chat for a while."

After An Guoqing got off the car, he took a bucket of gasoline from the back of the car and got down to refuel.

An Yuan lay on the car window, lowered his head, and covered his nose with the scarf around his neck. He rolled the scarf down, revealing his mouth and chin again.

Shen Xingchun was standing by the car window close to Anyuan, arms crossed, shoulders leaning against the car, facing Anyuan's direction, he knew Anyuan's attire that he had never been to such a cold place before, He also knew that An Guoqing was from the south, so the child naturally stayed in a warm place before, his lips were cracked by the wind, and his chin was red.

He asked, "Xiao Yuan'er, have you never been to such a cold place?"

"Never been here, this is the first time." Xiaoyuan said.

Shen Xingchun kicked the snow on the soles of his feet and said, "It's a guess, my face was dried by the wind, and my lips were also cracked."

When An Yuan heard Shen Xingchun's words, he sat up straight suddenly, took off his gloves and touched his face. It was indeed not as slippery as before. He stuck out his tongue and licked the cracked corner of his mouth. It hurt a little, and he frowned. , "The face is dry and the lips are cracked."

He turned around, picked up a black bag on the back seat and put it on his chest, opened the bag, flipped through it, took out a small round mirror from it, and took out a box of cream. I bought it for him in Shanghai. It has a light jasmine scent. An Yuan likes the scent very much. It's not heavy, but very light.

He opened the box, used his index finger to scoop out a small lump in the box, and facing the small mirror, dotted a little on his forehead, nose tip, cheek and chin, and then spread out his palm and wiped it on his face. After wiping his face He wiped his hands again, carefully wiping one finger at a time.

Shen Xingchun watched An Yuan's set of movements go smoothly and smoothly, he thought, no wonder the child's fingers were so delicate when he shook hands with An Yuan just now.

After An Yuan painted his fingers, he took out a small light yellow tube with a cap on it from his bag. After opening the cap, he twisted the small yellow tube and began to paint his lips.

Shen Xingchun had seen something like this on his mother's dressing table before, it was lipstick, but what Xiao Yuaner used was obviously not lipstick, there was no color when he applied it on his lips, An Yuan pursed his lips after applying it, and put it on again. Put the lid on.

Shen Xingchun asked him: "Xiao Yuaner, what did you put on your mouth just now?"

"I just put on lip balm." An Yuan pursed her lips again.

An Yuan looked at Shen Xingchun's lips again. Shen Xingchun's upper lip line was very lined, clear but not too sharp, and there was a little bead that was not too obvious. The lower lip was a bit rounder than the upper lip. He only wore a hat , I didn't protect my face, but my lips were neither dry nor cracked, and looked rosy.

He also noticed that Shen Xingchun's eyes fell on his lip balm. He thought that Shen Xingchun wanted to apply his lip balm too, and he resisted in his heart. Things like lipstick have a bit of inexplicable privacy, and he usually doesn't let An Guoqing use it.

An Yuan squeezed the lip balm in his hand, and added: "My father bought this for me in Shanghai. It's very expensive. I only have this one left..."

Shen Xingchun was taken aback by what he said, and then realized that An Yuan thought he wanted to apply it too. He grew up in mounds of dirt when he was a child, and it couldn't be rougher. Of course, he had never used lip balm before. , a young man, he thinks it is unnecessary, but it is normal for Xiao Yuaner to use it.

He wanted to tease An Yuan very much now, folded his arms pretending to think deeply, and asked him: "Actually, there are things in my house that are better than yours, and even bigger than yours."

An Yuan obviously didn't believe it, and asked him, "Really?"

"It's true." Shen Xingchun gestured for a distance with his thumb and index finger, "It's so long, so much, if you can apply your lip balm for me once, I can also use mine for you."

An Yuan was a little curious, a little moved, hesitated for a while, and finally took out his precious lip balm, and said, "I can apply my lip balm for you once, and you don't need to give me yours."

It doesn't matter if you paint him once.

Shen Xingchun looked at the thin white fingers under his eyes. Because of the cold, An Yuan's fingers holding the lip balm trembled in the wind, and his fingers soon turned red. He didn't want to apply it at first, but he still took the lip balm from An Yuan's hand. lip balm.

After he opened it, imitating An Yuan's movement just now, wiped it on his lips, and then pursed his lips. It felt a little slippery and greasy, with a light fragrance, which he couldn't tell what it was, it should be the smell of some plant or fruit,

The rough guy has never applied lip balm, and after pursing his lips several times, the slippery and sticky feeling on his lips only increases...