When the drama comes

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the snow has not stopped.

The endless noise made the whole city seem to be forced into silence.

Coming out of the subway, Fu Nanshang opened his umbrella, covering most of Chu Shangqing's body.

"Fortunately, I didn't let Lao Han go to the company, otherwise I really don't know how he came back."

The city's average snowfall has reached more than one centimeter, and a series of yellow warnings for blizzard, yellow warning for road icing, and yellow warning for heavy fog were sent to mobile phones.

Relevant departments have already issued a notice suggesting that home office, flexible working system or staggered commute will be adopted tomorrow.

Chu Shangqing looked at his mobile phone and arranged for Fu's various departments in the snowfall area to work at home as much as possible tomorrow.

There are a few shared bicycles that no one cares about parked sporadically on the road. The old man who pulled the small car out to buy vegetables lamented how heavy the snow was, and some sparrows jumped up from the snow-covered branches.

Fu Nanshang gently tugged on La Chu Shangqing's sleeve, telling her to change her route a little so as not to run into obstacles.

He had limited movement in one arm and was really clumsy.

After sending the message, Chu Shangqing raised his head and glanced at the white snow in front of him, only to notice that Fu Nan was already standing behind him.

"You only have one hand, give me the umbrella."

But Fu Nanshang stopped in his tracks: "Look!"

Chu Shangqing followed his line of sight and saw a woman in cotton padded clothes passing by slowly on a tricycle. In the cardboard box on her car were two cats, one yellow and one white, both fat and glaring. Looking at the snow all over the sky with round eyes.

"It's so fat." Fu Nanshang praised sincerely, "They are also looking at us."

Chu Shangqing believed that if it wasn't for the snow on the road and the injury on his body, Fu Nanshang would have followed the car behind to play with the cat.

"The two of them may be thinking, those two over there, standing still in the snow is so stupid."

Hearing what Chu Shangqing said, Fu Nanshang laughed.

Some snow fell on his injured shoulder, and one hand brushed it off for him.

"Let's go to the supermarket to buy something first, and then go home and eat hot pot."

"it is good."

Thinking that this was the hand he had secretly kissed, Fu Nanshang's ears turned pink, like a white cat's nose.

Beef slices, mutton slices, beef balls, fish roe lucky bags, shrimp slippery that can be squeezed directly into the pot, and vegetables are also washed and divided into small portions. There are even hand-cut beef parts in supermarkets. Take home is Chaoshan hot pot , looking at the "hot pot soup base" that can be sampled on the induction cooker, Chu Shangqing, who rarely goes to the supermarket to buy, can't help but marvel at the development of the modern service industry.

However, Fu Nanshang seemed to have arrived at his own home. He not only picked meat that could be directly put into the pot, but also bought boneless chicken drumsticks.

"This kind of marinade can be eaten after being thrown into the oven, and you can make a sandwich tomorrow morning."

After looking at the toast that had been put in the car at some point, Chu Shangqing looked up at the man in the black coat.

When did the man who had to take out even an egg fried rice become so homely?

When she was distracted, Fu Nanshang took a small trolley with an iron frame and put it under the shopping cart.

"With this, we can learn from the old lady just now when we go back." Fu Nanshang was eager to try.

Chu Shangqing lowered his head to confirm that the small cart could be folded, and finally there was no objection.

After 1 minutes she regretted it.

Because of the means of transportation, Fu Nanshang bought two more pots.

"If you buy another small cart, it will definitely not be enough... I have no intention of buying two small carts."

While talking, she dragged back Fu Nanshang who was about to turn back to get the cart.

……

The 25th birthday is a day that you can occasionally recall Fu Nanshang in the years to come, and you can also take it out to reminisce about a relaxed and happy day.

Seeing Fu Nanshang washing the dishes in the kitchen after eating and drinking, Chu Shangqing suddenly felt a light sense of satisfaction filling his limbs and bones.

In six or seven years, she put her favorite in a good position.

No regrets because of the present, no hatred because of the future.

Looking down at her palm, Chu Shangqing recalled the dream she had during her afternoon nap.

The silver star fell on her palm.

She wanted to catch it, but the dream woke up.

There are no stars, only a little snowman whose head is as thick as his body is hanging with a drop of water that hasn't flowed down.

"It's broken." Fu Nanshang, who was wearing an apron, suddenly turned to look at her, "We didn't buy any cake."

"Fortunately, I didn't buy it." Secretary Chu, who is very pragmatic, was very grateful, "I can't eat it at all, and it's a waste to buy it."

"That won't work, how can you celebrate your birthday without a birthday cake?" Fu Nanshang was about to go out while talking.

Chu Shangqing quickly stopped him: "I've already eaten noodles this morning, it's enough."

Fu Nanshang paused, then turned to look at her: "Are the noodles delicious?"

"Delicious." Chu Shangqing really didn't want him to rush around for a cake in such weather.

The man looked a little happy for a moment, and turned back a little.

"Desserts are not friendly to the stomach." Chu Shangqing found another reason to reject the cake.

Fu Nanshang looked out the window.

There are many universities, and there are children after school playing snowball fights.

"How about I make you a snow cake!"

Chu Shangqing: ...

Although she didn't want to admit it, she was sure that part of Fu Nanshang's "enthusiasm" was because he wanted to play in the snow.

As for the score, it depends on how his mental age drifts between the ages of three and ten.

A 28-year-old adult man rushed out wearing a coat. Standing in front of the window, Chu Shangqing saw a husky rolling happily in the snowdrifts in the opposite building.

He turned to look at Fu Nanshang, and then at the husky.

Chu Shangqing finally couldn't help laughing.

Ten minutes later, a husky with a snowy head, ah no, it was Fu Nanshang who knocked on Chu Shangqing's door.

"Look, duckling cake!"

On the round "snow cake" supported by cardboard, there are three vivid snow plastic ducklings, chubby and round.

"The mold I borrowed from the children outside is so fun, much more detailed than the little snowman I made this morning."

Fu Nanshang shook off the snow from his hair, his eyebrows and eyes were full of admiration, and his tone was full of meaning.

Chu Shangqing couldn't help but wonder, if he had that kind of mold in the morning, would the entire Fu family be out of the military parade with snow ducks?

"Chu Shangqing, I wish you a happy birthday!"

Fu Nanshang said with a smile while holding the snow cake.

He reflects the white snow, as if reflecting the stars.

In the snow field under the starry sky, no one will be unhappy among the people he is looking at.

The person who enjoys this kind of happiness is called Chu Shangqing.

The woman in the shirt and trousers lowered her eyes.

The next moment, he lifted it up again.

No matter what happens in the future, at this moment, the starry night and the snow are all hers.

Fu Nanshang, who was holding a plate of snow, heard the sound of the wind in the corridor.

The wind is naturally cold.

Absolutely.

Also soft.

and warm.

It was a pair of hands, placed on his cheek.

"are not you cold?"

"not cold."

The hands stayed there.

So Fu Nanshang didn't dare to move while holding the cake, as if those hands were also molded by snow and would break if touched.

"Do you want to make a wish before eating the cake?" Chu Shangqing looked into Fu Nanshang's eyes.

This is hers.

"Yes, I want to make a wish." A strange yet familiar heat ran through his hair roots and back of his neck, and Fu Nanshang's ability to speak began to disappear.

Eyes were not closed, hands were not clasped in prayer.

Chu Shangqing inserted her fingers into Fu Nanshang's hair, and what she was looking at was what she wanted most in this world besides money and self.

in the palm of her hand.

in front of her eyes.

"My wish is... Fu Nanshang."

Across a few ducklings watching, their eyes met.

"Do you understand?" Chu Shangqing looked at the man in front of her, her voice softened.

Those who cherish her regard her as a snow sculpture.

However, iron thorns were about to grow in her heart, binding tightly around her what was "destined" to leave her.

Every flower on the thorns must be the red color of two people's blood mixed together, it must be pure.

The thumb of the finger moved down slightly, across Fu Nanshang's jaw and rubbed his Adam's apple.

"Do you understand?"

she asked again.

"I want a star, you know what I mean?"

Can her star fall in her palm and never leave?

"When did you know?" Fu Nanshang asked her, "Did Eisen tell you secretly?"

The one who was stunned became Chu Shangqing.

"I thought the notification would be issued today." Fu Nanshang said, "I wanted to give a surprise, but I checked, and the Small Celestial Body Nomenclature Committee will make an announcement tonight at the earliest."

Fu Nanshang really wanted to give Chu Shangqing a planet.

Unlike those "naming rights" that are not widely recognized when purchased on the website, Fu Nanshang really discovered a new asteroid by his own calculations and joint observations with his university classmates.

He thus obtained the right to name the planet.

He named the planet "Happy 25th Birthday" as Chu Shangqing's 25th birthday present.

Slowly lowering his hands, Chu Shangqing quietly listened to Fu Nanshang telling himself how interesting the trajectory of this planet was.

She looked at the plate of snow cakes and the three snow ducks.

"When we first captured her, I thought she would be a good gift for you. In the future, when humans explore space and discover this planet, every time they say her name, they will bless the 25-year-old Chu Shangqing Happy birthday."

After finishing speaking, Fu Nanshang was a little shy again.

His love for Chu Shangqing will also be remembered in the footprints of human beings exploring space.

He chuckled at this.

"Thank you." Chu Shangqing finally calmed himself down.

Just as calm as these three snow ducks.

"Great gift, I will remember my 25th birthday too."

She took a deep look at Fu Nanshang.

Finally let myself have some sincere joy.

She should have been happy.

The snow cake was left outside the window, and the three little ducklings soon became vicissitudes as they watched the snow falling all over the sky.

After Fu Nanshang took a shower, he saw Chu Shangqing wearing conservative blue home clothes sitting at the table reading a book.

The long black curly hair hangs down, like countless tiny hooks under the light.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Nanshang poured a glass of warm water and sent it over, he couldn't help but ask.

"criminal law."

Chu Shangqing replied lightly.