Chen Jia's Cheng Zheng love

"Do you know... how much I miss you..."

Chen Jia watched the snow in his hands slowly melt into icy water, slipping from his fingers, and suddenly his eyes became moist.

From the snowless winter when Chen Zheng left, through spring, summer, and autumn, until winter came again, Chen Jia never stopped missing Chen Zheng.

This year's snow seems to make up for last year's vacancy. It falls earlier and more frequently than before.

It is said that winter is coming, and spring is not far away, so why has the winter snow fallen, but the person I miss has not yet appeared?

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tears overflowing his eyes couldn't be controlled, and rolled down. Chen Jia stretched out his hand to wipe it secretly, and sucked his nose as if he was suffering from the cold.

Then something rested on Chen Jia's shoulder.

Chen Jia eased the expression on his face, turned his head, and saw a big white snowy face with black circles around the eyes, and on Chen Jia's shoulders was a dead branch that was the snowman's hand.

"Forehead?"

Chen Jia didn't understand what the snowman meant.

The snowman did not speak, but pointed to A-gan who was fighting alone with his other dead hand, and then looked at Chen Jia, then dragged his bloated round white body, stood back on the round platform, and was quiet in the drifting snowflakes. to be his snowman.

Chen Jia stared blankly at the snowman.

I always feel that this person...

It's a little pitiful...

"Brother Jia, come and help me!"

Chen Jia looked at the snowman in a daze, and was yelled at by Agan.

"Go do your own work!"

Having said that, Chen Jia still grabbed a few handfuls, rolled out a big snowball, and walked towards A-gan.

Agan said that his snowman personality was almost formed, but Chen Jia couldn't see what it was because of the distorted appearance.

"What you don't understand is called art."

Agan smiled smugly.

Chen Jia was speechless.

But he didn't want to win either, and Chen Jia wasn't interested in the generous reward either.

Chen Jia was absent-mindedly piling snow on top of A-gan's work, while looking around boredly, the other team members were also busy, but most of them were late, the so-called works were all soil bags .

Chen Jia suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell. Maybe this childish game itself was a problem.

Forget it, let's just pass the time.

Chen Jia looked away, but inadvertently glanced at the snowman on the round platform.

Chen Jia could feel that the snowman was looking at him, it should be said that his eyes followed him all the time.

Who the hell is there?Could it be an acquaintance of oneself?If you're an acquaintance, why don't you just say hello to yourself?

"Hey Gan, who made this competition?"

Chen Jia patted the snow residue on the gloves and asked.

A-gan carefully modified his work, and responded with his head buried in: "An acquaintance."

As he said that, Agan finally raised his head, looked at the lighted clock on the clock tower not far away, and hurriedly urged Chen Jia to speed up, the time was coming.

About an hour later, when it was time for the game, Chen Jia looked around and saw that people from other teams had also completed their works. Snowmen of all kinds of strange shapes stood on the playground, as if they were holding some kind of weird ceremony.

In the following competition, Chen Jia did not expect that the snowman was actually a judge.

I saw him like a puppet in a wind-up music box, slowly turning his bloated body on the round platform, reading all the works in clockwise order, then stopped, and faced Chen Jia .

After meeting each other again, Chen Jia wanted to see what that snowman looked like even more.

"The winner is No. 2!"

Chen Jia was taken aback by the results announced by the host, but Ah Gan who was next to him yelled excitedly, and then dragged Chen Jia, excitedly ran to the round stage, accepting everyone's envious and jealous eyes.

"Okay, now we are going to present awards to the winners, and our prizes are..."

The host pointed to the snowman next to him, "Make a wish to the snowman, he will promise anything."

The people in the audience booed for a while.

Chen Jia suddenly felt very ashamed, this is too ridiculous.

"That starts with the eye brother."

The host handed the microphone to A-gan, who cleared his throat, turned his head and showed Chen Jia a big smile, which made Chen Jia... a little distressed,

"My wish is that your wish will come true."

Chen Jia stared blankly at A-gan, not knowing how to respond.

As if sensing Chen Jia's bewilderment, Ah Gan patted Chen Jia on the shoulder, then turned him around to face the snowman.

"Brother Jia, you need to add your wish to mine, and tell this snowman well."

Looking at this funny-looking snowman again, Chen Jia smiled helplessly and said, "Maybe I will disappoint you. My name is Chen Jia. No wish will come true."

"If you don't try, how will you know?"

As Agan spoke, he encouraged the audience to encourage Chen Jia together.

The noise and applause from the crowd made Chen Jia feel even more lost and sad.

No matter how much you encourage, what can't come true is doomed to fail.

"If you are really so powerful, can you bring the person I want to see most now to me?"

Chen Jia knew that he was making things difficult for the person in front of him.

The snowman stood still, motionless.

"Ah."

Chen Jia laughed mockingly, then turned around, stepped off the stage, squeezed over to watch the lively crowd, no matter what the people around were talking about, he didn't look back.

Just when Chen Jia walked to the exit of the playground, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"It's already Chen Zheng, why don't you believe that your wish can come true?"

At that moment, Chen Jia felt that the blood in his whole body was frozen in an instant, his body was so stiff that he could not move, he almost forgot to breathe, only the beating heart, the faster and faster frequency was telling him.

That voice is Chen Zheng!

Chen Jia turned his head slowly, and saw the person standing on the central round platform, dressed in white and stained with snowflakes.

Warm liquid slid from the sockets again, but not from sadness.

"Chen Zheng!"

Chen Jia shouted, moved his stiff feet and walked in Chen Zheng's direction.

"Chen Zheng! Chen Zheng! Chen Zheng!"

As it got closer, Chen Jia's cry became more and more urgent.

Finally, the person who thought about it day and night stood in front of him.

The distance between the two has changed from the unknown thousands of miles to the distance of only one punch.

Chen Jia couldn't believe his eyes.

Caressing Chen Zheng's slightly cold face, staring at those black and white eyes, feeling the soft smile on the corner of his mouth, although Chen Zheng is a little dark and thin, but he is really Chen Zheng.

"Sorry, I came back late."

Chen Zheng gently wiped the tears off Chen Jia's face, with guilt and distress in his tone.

"Don't come back!"

Chen Jia choked up and said, "You've worried me for so long, missed me for so long, you're really too much, do you know?"

"sorry."

Chen Zheng hugged Chen Jia's trembling body tightly, stroking his back in a comforting way.

In the familiar embrace, Chen Jia's uneasiness and worry all along collapsed, leaving only a soft warmth deeply rooted in his heart.

Finally home……

Unable to suppress the emotions in his heart, and no matter how many people were watching, Chen Jia took the initiative to kiss Chen Zheng for the first time.

Chen Jia's initiative surprised Chen Zheng for a moment, and then Chen Zheng also slowly closed his eyes, responding to Chen Jia.

At this time, more and more snowflakes fell from the sky, lightly falling on the two people who were kissing, witnessing their love.