Mr Snowman's Story

Mr. Snowman has been a little unhappy recently. He always feels that Mr. Fireplace has not been so gentle to himself recently, but is very affectionate to others. He also knows that his mood is a bit inexplicable, but there are too many people who like Mr. Fireplace, and he always bears it. Can't stop thinking about it.

Really, Mr. Snowman reflected on himself in his heart, how could he be so narrow-minded?Shouldn't it be a pleasant thing for a good friend to be popular?But as Mikael said, is it necessary for everyone to join Mr. Fireplace?Yesterday he saw the little master touching Mr. Fireplace back and forth for a long time. If the scarf around his neck was not given by the little master, he felt that he would hate the little master.

Mr. Snowman held his head and thought for a long time. He felt that Mr. Fireplace was so popular, so he had to behave well to be his best friend, but how should he behave?

The handkerchief I gave to Mr. Fireplace last time has not been used for so long. It seems that he doesn't like it very much, so what else can I give?Mr. Snowman shook his head and wriggled his fingers. Mr. Fireplace, the shaved ice he is good at, can't eat, and he doesn't have any other things. Will Mr. Fireplace choose others to be his good friends, and then ignore himself?

The more Mr. Snowman thought about it, the more sad he became, he couldn't even listen to Mikaal's nagging, until Mikaal broke down and sobbed.

"An Qiluo, what should I do? I think Shirley doesn't love me anymore. She has ignored me for many days. She didn't eat the ribs I left for her, and she didn't share her small fish with me. After so many days, there is not even a fish tail!"

"Then you didn't go to her?"

"I went, I saw that she gave all the dried fish to the guy in the fireplace, the plate was full!"

There was a 'buzz' in Mr. Snowman's head, and he could barely hear his own voice: "Xue Li, Shirley, does she do this every year? I heard that cats are afraid of the cold in winter. In winter..."

"It wasn't like this in winter before. Shirley used to spend the winter curled up next to me, even if it was cold, she wouldn't go to the fireplace. Only this year, why, Angelo? Shirley should like me, right?"

Mr. Snowman also wanted to ask why, he couldn't even maintain a gentleman's demeanor now, he was so angry that he wanted to curse.Is it because Mr. Fireplace is so handsome?What a secret his friend is!

Mr. Snowman decided to question Mr. Fireplace. After all, they are friends. How could he watch Mr. Fireplace do such a thing that destroys other people's feelings? "

Mr. Snowman walked towards the hall full of momentum, and he even thought about how to question Mr. Fireplace, oh, he was going to say hello to Mr. Fireplace with his arms crossed like a compasses!

But everything in front of him made Mr. Snowman swallow all the words he wanted to say.

He came at an unlucky time, just in time for Shirley to push a plate of fish in front of Mr. Fireplace: "Yan, this is made from the fish that the master just caught today. It's very fresh. You should try it. You don't want to eat it these days." It really helped me a lot, and these fish should be given to you."

Mr. Snowman stared at this scene with wide eyes. Shirley is really beautiful. That white hair looks much warmer than his own. Shirley's voice is also very nice. Can't help but want to meet all her demands.

Mr. Snowman sniffed and continued to think: The most important thing is that Shirley actually called Mr. Fireplace 'Yan'. You must know that although he knew the name of Mr. Fireplace, he had never called it once. Not only did he never call it, but he was also cautious. I didn't tell anyone, for fear that others would know Mr. Fireplace's name...

Mr. Snowman was lying on the window sadly, listening to Mr. Fireplace answering Shirley in a gentle voice: "No Shirley, this is what I should do, you are too polite."

Mr. Snowman couldn't listen anymore. He turned and walked away from the window, completely losing the courage to question Mr. Fireplace in the first place.And inside the window, Mr. Fireplace pushed the plate of fish back to Shirley, and added a piece of charcoal to his stomach.

"Shirley, just call me the fireplace from now on."

Shirley yawned big, buried her head in her front paws, and said vaguely, "Okay, Mr. Fireplace." Isn't it just an overheard name?If you don't call, don't call.

Mr. Snowman lived a depressed life like Mikal. He kept rolling snowballs to try to keep himself busy, otherwise he would always think of the plate of fish Shirley handed to Mr. Fireplace, which made him feel that the whole Snowman have become abnormal.

The saddest thing for him was that he didn't look for Mr. Fireplace, and Mr. Fireplace never looked for him. He even wondered if Mr. Fireplace didn't consider him a friend, that cold-hearted bastard!Mr. Snowman secretly scolded Mr. Fireplace, but never made up his mind to break up with the other party. What a magnanimous snowman he is, he must give the other party a chance to admit his mistake, right?

But Mr. Snowman did not wait for Mr. Fireplace to admit his mistake after all. All he waited for was one bad news——Mr. Fireplace is broken!

The news was told by the sparrows that were active near the courtyard, but Mikaal, who was usually talkative and gossip, did not know where he had gone.Mr. Snowman was almost scared to death when he heard the news. He knew that many things would be thrown away by the owner if they were broken, and then destroyed as garbage. Will Mr. Fireplace be treated like this?Mr. Snowman was terrified. He didn't want his friend to be treated like this at all. He came from China, and he was made of precious mahogany!

Mr. Snowman secretly moved to the window of Mr. Fireplace, and called Mr. Fireplace's name, but there was no response. Mr. Snowman almost broke into the house during the day in a hurry.Fortunately, the voice from the room brought back his sanity.

"Mikaal, you stupid bastard!" The hostess scolded and circled around in anger, "Oh, God, who let you into the house, and you even got a basin of water and poured it into the fireplace? God, even if I sell you, I can't buy this fireplace!"

Mikaal lay on the ground without saying a word, whimpering in a low voice, obviously not regretting his actions.

Mr. Snowman was so angry that he almost scratched the scarf around his neck. He really blinded the snowman!He actually regarded Mikaal, a black-hearted guy, as a good guy!

Mr. Snowman stared at the fireplace in the house motionless, and suddenly he was scratched on the leg, followed by a soft meow.Mr. Snowman's face was still ugly. After all, Shirley was half the instigator, but he was a gentleman's snowman, and he couldn't act like he was angry with a lady.

"An Qiluo, I'm sorry." After grabbing that handful, Xue Li limply fell to the ground, looking very listless.

"That has nothing to do with you." Angelo's gaze was still on the fireplace, he was afraid that he would not be able to help angering Shirley.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't expect Mikaal to do such a stupid thing, cough...cough cough, God bless Mr. Fireplace, he is really a good fireplace."

Angelo finally noticed something wrong with Xue Li. He looked down and found that Xue Li's eyes with different colors had become dim.

"Shirley, this is..."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this winter. I originally thought of staying in a warm place, at least through this winter, and staying with that fool Mikael until the next spring. That's why I've been staying around Mr. Fireplace, and Mr. He kindly didn't drive me away... Cough cough... Who knew that idiot lied to me that he had something for me, and he did this kind of thing after I left for a while!"

Angelo didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. His friend didn't try to destroy other people's feelings, but he himself suffered such an unwarranted disaster.

"Ahem... I overheard the owner talking to the repairman today. He said that the material of Mr. Fireplace should not be damp. If you are in a hurry to use it in the past two days, it is best to change the fireplace. I tried it, and Mr. Fireplace's fire can't be lit no matter what. , the master said that Mr. Fireplace will be replaced if it is not lit tomorrow... oh, I'm sorry..."

Shirley's tears were falling down, she really regretted her selfishness, if she hadn't concealed her physical condition from Mikaal, then all this would not have happened, but she also didn't want to see that idiot feel sad look...

Mr. Snowman is no longer in the mood to care about Shirley's body. All he thinks about is that Mr. Fireplace will be thrown away. Just thinking about it makes him feel that Xueli's life is hopeless.

Mr. Snowman kept staring at Mr. Fireplace outside the window until it was dark, and then Mr. Snowman sneaked into the room holding the matches he brought from Shirley.

This is the first time that Mr. Snowman has come into contact with Mr. Fireplace so closely. He stared at Mr. Fireplace's mahogany pattern for a long time, and then mustered up the courage to reach out and hug him: "Yan, I'm here to see you."

Mr. Snowman started to light matches, one, two,... half a box of matches was rubbed into the fireplace, but no sparks were stirred up, Angelo blew on his aching palms, and picked up another match He really didn't understand, how did Mr. Fireplace keep such a terrible thing in his stomach?won't he hurt?

This distraction caused the match to burn directly on his hand. An Qiluo quickly threw the match away, but a section of his finger had been burned off, and An Qiluo could hardly stand up in pain. He pinched his sore finger and put He took off the scarf around his neck and wrapped it around it, picked up the match again, he must wake up Mr. Fireplace today, if he doesn’t wake up, Mr. Fireplace will be thrown away tomorrow...

One after another, the little snowman endured the pain in his palm and his increasingly blurred vision to light the fire again and again. Maybe it will catch fire next time, maybe he will see Mr. Fireplace smiling at him in the next second?He hasn't had a good talk with Mr. Fireplace for a long time, and this time when Mr. Fireplace wakes up, he will definitely not have a cold war with him again...

Mr. Snowman kept lighting matches in front of the fireplace. When it was about to dawn, there was only one match left in the big box, and the hope on Mr. Snowman's face was only a little bit.