Mr Snowman's Story

It's the last match, An Qiluo rubbed his eyes with his arm, and polished the match with trembling hands, Yan, wake up, okay...

Mr. Snowman protected the weak flame and stretched it into the fireplace. The flame burst into flames and then gradually dimmed. Mr. Snowman looked at the spark desperately, and buried his head in his trembling arms.

Is his Mr. Fireplace really gone?He hasn't, hasn't told Mr. Fireplace that he likes him...

Mr. Snowman finally understood why he was so angry when he saw Mr. Fireplace with Shirley. It should be his Mr. Fireplace. Why should he be with someone else?That's Mr. Angelo's fireplace...

"Angelo, Angelo... the little snowman..."

A vague cry sounded, and Mr. Snowman raised his head in surprise, and found that a cluster of flames had ignited in the fireplace at some point, and Mr. Fireplace was standing in front of him!

Mr. Fireplace is not having a good time these days. He likes the soft little snowman, but he has to stay away from him. The handkerchief that the little snowman gave him turned into ashes in his hands. What about the more fragile little snowman? ?Mr. Fireplace didn't want to gamble on this possibility, so he could only carefully distance himself from the little snowman.

Later, the little snowman misunderstood the relationship between him and Shirley and ignored him. Mr. Fireplace thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, but when he saw that the little snowman ignored him, he felt uncomfortable again. That bad guy, why didn't he believe in himself so much? ?

Until yesterday, his consciousness was watching the little snowman lighting matches all night in the fireplace, listening to him screaming 'flame', seeing him not giving up until he was injured, Mr. Fireplace could no longer deceive himself, face For such a little snowman, he couldn't alienate him at all.

God bless, as long as he can wake up, he must carefully polish a gift for the little snowman, and that guy will be very happy then, right...

In fact, where to use what gift?The current Mr. Snowman is already overjoyed. Holding his scalded hand, he just smirked at Mr. Fireplace: "You finally woke up. I thought you would never wake up again." She cried out loudly, but what fell was not tears, but crystal clear ice beads.

"Little idiot, even if the master doesn't use me for a while, he won't throw me away. As long as my body is still there, I can wake up when I light a fire. But you, how can you make yourself so embarrassed? How painful..."

Mr. Fireplace hadn't talked to Angelo so gently for a long time. He was dizzy for a long time before he stammered: "No, it doesn't hurt, it's just that the scarf is burnt. It's a gift from the little master. It's a pity... no , but it’s nothing to wake you up.”

Mr. Fireplace wanted to hug this cute little snowman very much at this time, but he couldn't. He could only watch the little snowman's wrapped hands, and he couldn't even touch or blow them.

Mr. Snowman couldn't feel Mr. Fireplace's entanglement. He still squinted his eyes and smiled, with wisps of mist rising from his pale face. He was too close to Mr. Fireplace now.

"Yan, I've already thought about it. If I really can't wake you up, I'll build you a snow house in the yard and hide you in it, so that you won't be taken away as garbage."

Mr. Fireplace wanted to touch his little snowman, but he stretched out his hand halfway and then retracted it stiffly. He smiled reluctantly: "Thank you, Angelo..."

Mr. Snowman blinked his misty eyes: "My dear Mr. Fireplace, I should go back to the yard. Before that, can you give me a hug?"

"Angelo, I..."

"Okay, okay, I'm joking, don't take it seriously." Mr. Snowman shrugged, pretending to be relaxed.

The sun rose on time again, and the hostess walked around Mr. Fireplace happily, while the little host called Mommy in a childish voice. Everything was the same as usual, but both Mr. Snowman and Mr. Fireplace knew that there was indeed something wrong. same.

In the blink of an eye, it was Thanksgiving, and the yard was very lively these two days. The hostess was preparing the roast turkey early in the morning, and the pumpkin pie that had just been baked was also stolen by the little host, and the little girl had an apple face bulging "Mommy, Daddy is such a dishonest guy, he promised to come back early for Thanksgiving!"

The hostess smiled and scratched her nose: "Daddy has a job, he will come back if you behave well."

"I don't care, I have dear Mikael and Shirley, and of course handsome Angelo!"

Mikael trembled suddenly when he heard Angelo's name, and Angelo never paid any attention to him after what happened last time, even though he apologized every day, Mikaal himself was taught a good lesson by Shirley , now Shirley has left Mr. Fireplace, and stays with Mikal like in previous years, but she sleeps longer and longer, which makes Mikal happy and worried.

But soon Mikaal had no time to think about it, because the hostess prepared gifts for everyone, Mikaal received a big bowl of minced meat, Shirley received a plate of freshly steamed fish, and even Mr. Snowman Received a pair of gloves that are a bit fancy.

Mr. Snowman looks at the brightly lit house, and misses his Mr. Fireplace even more. Everyone can get together. Why can't he celebrate the holiday with Mr. Fireplace?Finally, it was late at night, before Mr. Snowman sneaked into the house, Mr. Fireplace actually walked out of the house first. Mr. Snowman looked at his friend in surprise. This was the first time that Mr. Fireplace walked out of that house!

It snowed all day on Thanksgiving, and the night is very quiet now, with a very bright moonlight. Mr. Fireplace looks more gentle under the moonlight. Mr. Snowman covered his face and sighed. What if he still wants Mr. Fireplace to hug him?

Of course, the wish of hugging did not come true, but it is still possible to watch the stars together. Mr. Snowman sat there and talked about the day's affairs. This has become his daily tryst with Mr. Fireplace every night. Fortunately, Mr. Fireplace Be patient enough to listen to his nagging.

"My dear friend, Mikaal came to apologize to me again today, but I am still very angry to see him now, and he almost made me lose you!"

Mr. Fireplace smiled and said nothing, and Mikaal kept asking him to apologize, but when he thought of Angelo's burnt hand, he couldn't say any words of forgiveness.

"Let's not talk about him." The little snowman frowned, and laughed again in a blink of an eye, "Did you not receive a gift today? I received a pair of gloves, and I can share one with you."

Mr. Snowman took off a pair of gloves and held them in his hands for Mr. Fireplace to choose.There have been several heavy snowfalls recently, and Angelo's burnt fingers were finally repaired. Mr. Fireplace secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and put something tightly held in Mr. Snowman's palm through the glove.

"Angelo, thank God for letting me meet you."

Mr. Snowman looked at the thing in the palm of his hand and felt that he was about to faint from happiness. It was a silver ring with a six-petal snowflake carved on it. My God, Mr. Fireplace actually gave him a ring!Does Mr. Fireplace know what the ring stands for? !

"I melted this ring out of the host's tie clip. It looks a bit simple, so don't dislike it."

Is this the ring that Mr. Fireplace made himself? !Mr. Snowman was so shocked and happy that he was so dizzy that he couldn't speak half a word.

"Angelo, I want to tell you that I like that little snowman who always comes to chat with me." Mr. Fireplace said fluently, but if the little snowman can touch him, he will find that his Mr. Fireplace is more beautiful than usual. Hot.

"I, I, I... also..." Mr. Snowman felt that his tongue was limp and knotted, and he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

"I know, An Qiluo, I know it all, but even if I can't be with you all the time, hug you, kiss you, or guarantee you in the future, will you still like me?"

Mr. Snowman nodded frantically, "I like it, I like everything about you..."

Mr. Fireplace held his hands tightly, and the joy in his eyes temporarily overwhelmed his worries and sorrows: "Thank you, thank you my snowman baby."

The two gentlemen stayed in the yard for half the night, talking and laughing happily, stepping back and forth on the white snow, and pointing crookedly at the stars in the sky. Mr. Snowman felt that this was the happiest day since he was born, and this Everything was brought to him by his lovely Mr. Fireplace!

Mr. Snowman's good mood lasted until the next day, and Mikaal took the opportunity to come to confess again.Mr. Snowman looked at Shirley who was pleading behind Mikaal, but he still couldn't keep ignoring the big mixed-haired dog.

"Mikaal, I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive you, but it's over after all, and I don't want you to keep blaming yourself, Mikaal, everyone does wrong things sometimes, but you can't be so reckless all the time, otherwise you will Apologies are useless."

Mikaal lowered his head and whimpered in response.

"By the way, Mikaal, I hope you can pay more attention to the people around you. She really cares about you." Mr. Snowman looked at Shirley's weakening body day by day, and couldn't help reminding Mikaal.

Mikaal responded with a voice, Shirley blinked her big eyes behind him, bowed to Mr. Snowman, and took Mikaal back to their nest.

The days are getting better day by day, the work of the host has come to an end, and now he is at home with his wife and daughter after a long vacation, the house is filled with laughter and laughter every day, Xueli's health has also unexpectedly improved, during this time, she is no longer Sleeping lazily, I was able to stroll around the yard a few times as before.

As for Mr. Snowman, he peeks at Mr. Fireplace outside the window during the day, and goes to the house to date Mr. Fireplace at night. Every day accompanied by Mr. Fireplace, Mr. Snowman’s life is as sweet as eating honey.

In such a sweet atmosphere, Christmas is finally coming.

The host cut down a beautiful pine tree and came back to decorate the courtyard. Circles of small lanterns surround the pine tree, with colorful gift boxes hanging on it, and a beautiful star on the top of the tree.

Mr. Snowman is quietly looking forward to the dark in the yard. He has already made an appointment with Mr. Fireplace. They will pick the star on the top of the Christmas tree together. Mr. Fireplace said that the star is very strong and will not be burned by him. , they can take a walk in the yard while holding it, just like they are walking together hand in hand...