Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

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At 9:10 in the evening, Su Qing received a message, but he didn't know who it was from.

Because he was playing in the snow with Mahiru at that time and did not check it immediately.

However, although it is called playing in the snow, the thickness of the snow is far from enough to make a snowman.

Mahiru's plan to make a snowball bigger than Su Qing's face also came to nothing.

But the girl was not too disappointed.

It may be a little embarrassing and funny to say it out loud.

But she was already very satisfied just to go downstairs with Su Qing for a walk, bathe in the snow, and watch the first snow of the year.

Is she really a girl who is quite easily satisfied?

Mahiru knew that if she told Su Qing about this idea, he would say the same thing to her again.

And they would say she has no ambition!

It's so annoying. What does stupid Qingjun know?

Mahiru suddenly glanced to the side, her caramel-colored eyes sparkling.

"What's wrong?" Su Qing asked.

“In fact, I didn’t like snow before. I never thought about making a snowman or having a snowball fight. I just felt that the house seemed to become more lonely after the snow.

So I just don’t understand the excitement people have about the first snow in school.”

"But we can't make snowmen now, but we can have snowball fights."

Su Qing bent down and planned to make some snowballs to play with.

But suddenly, the girl shouted, "Ha!"

A snowball the size of a ping-pong ball hit Su Qing's back.

The moment the cold touch exploded on his back, he heard the girl's triumphant laughter.

Turning around, Mahiru was looking up at the convenience store sign with her hands behind her back, the tune of the song she was humming was vibrating with joy, and there were still snow crystals on her eyelashes.

"A sneak attack?" Su Qing asked.

"I don't know. It wasn't me who hit you. Hehe." Mahiru shook her head in denial.

Who would be so stupid to admit it!

"There's no use playing dumb!"

Su Qing bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, and sand-like snow powder leaked out from between his fingers.

He aimed at the girl's snow boots decorated with fur balls and threw them. The snowball hit the ground and burst into silver fireworks.

"Hehe, Qingjun, you are so stupid. You can't even hit me. I am still more powerful." Mahiru smiled with his teeth showing, with a proud tone.

"You don't even want to act anymore?" Su Qing raised his eyebrows and asked back with a smile on his face.

"You are the one who deliberately aimed at my feet! You let me win, didn't you?" Mahiru retorted, saying willfully, "No, no, no, I'm not wearing gloves today, we'll play again when we have a chance."

"Okay." Su Qing nodded, walked forward and took Mahiru's hand.

I touched it and it became cool.

Probably because of the sneak attack just now.

The moonlight shines down, falling on the boy's shoulders like snow.

Su Qing warmed Mahiru's hands and asked:

"What about now? Do you still hate snow?"

"If you still hate it, I won't come down with you to see the snow."

Mayu smiled, and her eyes were as gentle as the first melting snow.

"But I think it must be because you are here that I look forward to doing these things with you."

After saying that, the girl suddenly took Su Qing's hand, walked to a place not far away, picked up a straight dead branch, and found a place to squat down.

Su Qing accompanied her, squatting on the other side, and then saw the girl carving his name on the ground like writing.

That was also the word that the girl had silently recited countless times in her heart - [Qing].

Mahiru wrote the word in an extremely beautiful handwriting, humming a light tune, and drew a heart around "清" (clear), just wrapping up the word, like a winter fairy tale in a crystal ball.

After finishing everything, the girl raised her head, her delicate face full of pride.

How about it, I did a good job, right?

Su Qing smiled without saying anything. He just took the branch from Mahiru's hand, then gently "erased" the heart and wrote the word "Zhou" in another font next to the word "Qing".

The two small and neat words were close to each other, just like them at this moment.

Mahiru stared at Su Qing silently, and felt that the boy's eyes always sparkled with a beautiful gleam.

Then, Su Qing used the branch to draw a gentle arc on the snow, a heart.

It is very small, only enough to cover the word "日", and only half of it.

The dead branch returned to Mahiru's hand.

The girl understood what he meant, and clumsily but cutely imitated Su Qing's technique, drawing the other half of the heart until the two arcs merged into one.

As romantic as the intersection of two parallel lines that never intersect.

“So, I actually know.”

Mahiru's voice was soft but firm.

"I don't like snow, nor do I like the world, I just like you.

Qingjun, thank you for coming to my side.

Give me the courage to try to love and understand this world. "

"You are a brave enough girl in your own right."

Su Qing's eyes were unspeakably gentle, and so was his voice.

He put his hand on the girl's shoulder and gently moved closer to her.

Just like the two small words wrapped in love on the ground.

“So, just love this world and understand it like an ordinary girl.

If the world doesn't love you, it doesn't matter, I will be with you. "

"Always?" the girl asked.

"If I like you and you like me, and this feeling can last forever, then it will last forever."

Words of everlasting love are too sentimental.

Therefore, Su Qing said so.

"Damn, what a cunning answer.

Then I will try my best to make you like me forever, so you should be prepared to stay with me forever!"

"how about you?"

What Su Qing said was "I like you and you like me too."

But Mahiru only mentioned the first half, and she didn't mention the second half, which was her love.

"Me?" Mahiru smiled sweetly, "I won't tell you, guess it yourself."

"It sounds like your answer is more cunning than mine." Su Qing sighed softly.

"I've always said that girls are sometimes very cunning, but the answer is actually very obvious. Do you want me to tell you more directly?"

Mahiru seemed eager to share the answer with him.

Su Qing just shook his head and said with a smile, "No, there is no point in knowing that.

I just need to know that I have to work hard to keep you liking me, that's all."

"You are quite open-minded, but could you please not imitate my answer?" Mahiru asked unhappily.

"Why don't you copy the ready-made answer? Besides, it was obviously me who thought of it first, but you just said it first." Su Qing argued sophistry.

"Hmph." Mahiru curled her lips, too lazy to argue with Su Qing.

"But actually, it seems like you don't have to work so hard...?"

"what?"

The girl's voice was so low that it almost melted in the vast snow.

"Nothing, it's getting colder, let's go home!"

Mahiru suddenly stood up and the two of them walked back home.

The footprints on the way back dragged out a winding Milky Way on the snow. Zhenri suddenly grabbed Su Qing's sleeve and whispered:

"Well, I'll stay overnight, okay?"

"Want to go back on your word? If you do, the nose of the child will get longer." Su Qing said.

"Who, who went back on his word! And that child is a liar." Mahiru shook her head repeatedly.

"So...are you coming over?"

Su Qing was still asking for the girl's opinion.

Mahiru stole a glance at the boy next to her, lowered her head, said nothing, and just hummed softly.

Su Qing turned his head, and his eyes reflected the image of Mahiru trying hard to pull her scarf higher.

Just a pity.

In the orange-yellow halo, the girl's exposed ear tips were glowing with a translucent luster like maple syrup, like two red jade stones hidden in a pile of snow.

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