"Of course, I guess no southerner can resist the charm of a good snowfall."

At least Song Mai had never seen heavy snow since she was a child. She was born and raised in Nandu, and later went to college, still in this city, and had never been to any other place.

Although she later started working and occasionally had to travel on business, she began to leave Nandu and visit other cities, but that was only for work.

I would start working when I got there, and leave when I finished work. I had never properly visited a place. Even when I went to northern cities, I only went there when it was not snowing.

So it can be said that from childhood to adulthood, Song Mai has never seen a real heavy snow.

She stretched out her little hands to catch the snowflakes. Even though she knew they were fake, she was still very happy, as if she was treating them as real snow.

Being able to watch the snow like this every time it snows, although it is not real, is already precious enough.

Chu Xing saw that her little hands were red from the cold. Although he didn't have the heart to disturb her, he couldn't bear to let her get cold.

He took her hand and put the woman's small hand into his coat pocket.

Song Mai was also held in his arms and wrapped in his coat.

The chill was instantly dispelled a little, and Song Mai's little face, which was a little stiff from the cold, also smiled a lot more vividly at this moment.

"You're still playing when your hands are so cold?"

The man said with some anger.

Song Mai stuck out his tongue, looking like a little child.

"It's just this once. Maybe it won't snow in Nandu this year? Doesn't that mean we won't have the chance to see snow at all? It's better to see it once."

As the day got darker, the temperature dropped sharply, and Song Mai felt so cold that he couldn't help but wash his nose.

Originally, it was the man who took the initiative to hug her. After feeling a little cold, Song Mai took the initiative to stuff herself into his coat. She held the man's waist tightly with her arms, trying to draw warmth from him.

"Song Mai."

Chu Xing called her out of the blue.

"Ok?"

Song Mai snuggled in his arms. There were many couples in the crowd taking photos, playing in the snow, and snuggling together. Song Mai and Chu Xing were very eye-catching in the crowd.

The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, hugging each other like this, with snow falling in the sky. It was like a plot from an idol drama, attracting many people's attention.

"How about we go see the snow during the New Year this year?"

Song Mai poked her little head out from under his coat and looked at him.

"See the snow? What if it doesn't snow in the south?"

"Then let's look somewhere else."

"Where?"

The man hugged her tighter.

"We'll go wherever it snows, not just this year, but every year from now on, let's watch the snow together, okay?"

His voice was light, like snowflakes falling from the sky, but it was heavy when it landed on her heart, making her heart tremble.

There was a gleam of expectation in her eyes, sparkling and very beautiful, and she just stared at the man without blinking.

"May I?"

And perhaps because the weather was too cold, those lips were exceptionally rosy, like a delicate red rose, or like a very delicious jelly.

Chu Xing met her eyes, and he clearly saw his reflection in her eyes.

The woman's eyes were so black and white, so clear, like an icy spring whose bottom could be seen at a glance, making people want to stay in it forever.

The color in the man's eyes darkened a little. He took a deep breath, pressed his big hand on the back of her head, and without giving Song Mai a chance to react, he suddenly pressed his lips against hers and entangled with her.

People were coming and going around them. Although they were not in the middle of the crowd and not that conspicuous, and could even be said to be close to a corner, there were a lot of people around them after all. Many young people were running around, and even many children were laughing and playing, and their movements could be seen.

Song Mai didn't expect that the man who was always reserved would be so bold at this moment. She was so shocked that her eyes widened and her face turned red.

She reached out her hand to push him, and in between kisses she said incoherently:

"There are so many people here, don't be like this."

The man seemed addicted and continued to kiss her.

They didn't separate until half an hour later.

Song Mai was both embarrassed and annoyed, and couldn't help but reach out and hit him on the chest.

"Can't you hear what I just said? Everyone is watching."

The man's expression was calm, and he returned to his usual cold and abstinent look, making it impossible for anyone to imagine that he was the same person who had just kissed her.

It's just that although he looks noble, what he says is extremely shameless.

"So what? Do I have to choose an occasion to kiss my wife? Then the marriage certificate is really useless."

Song Mai: “…”

“Then we must also pay attention to the impact.”

The man was extremely stubborn.

"What impact should I pay attention to? Today is not Singles' Day. I will pay attention to it on Singles' Day."

As he said this, he lowered his head and pecked Song Mai on the lips again.

Song Mai was completely speechless and turned her head away without looking at him.

"you have not answer my question yet."

"what?"

"Do you want to?"

Hearing these four words, Song Mai's heart trembled. Although she knew the point of his question, in such an atmosphere, she couldn't help but think of something else.

"I am willing."

She solemnly bit out these three words, and the deep meaning in the words was blown away by the wind, and then hidden tightly in the words.

"it is good."

And he seemed to understand the woman's thoughts at this moment.

He bent his head and pressed a hot and affectionate kiss to her forehead.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Song Mai and Chu Xing returned home after playing in front of the restaurant.

They originally wanted to watch the fake snow for a while and then leave, but they didn't expect the restaurant's activities to be so good.

First, balloons were distributed, and then everyone was asked to write a wish on the balloon. Then everyone released the balloons into the sky together, and everyone's wishes flew away at this moment.

Song Mai's wish is very simple. She hopes that she and Chu Xing can always be as loving as they are now, that her work can go smoothly, and that she can be healthy and safe.

So she quickly finished writing her wish, but when she finished and wanted to see what was written on Chu Xing's balloon, the man hid the balloon very well, and no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't see a single word written on the balloon.

Song Mai pretended to be angry and said, "Just now you said I was your wife, but now I can't even read your wishes?"

Chu Xing chuckled.

"I don't mean that. It's just that when you make a wish, if other people know about it, it won't come true."

Hearing him speak so seriously, Song Mai couldn't help but feel a little unbelievable.

"You actually believe this?"

Chu Xing smiled silently.

"Just believe it this time."

He has always been a firm believer in materialism, but this time he really wants to realize his wish.

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