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Wu Chen has been a little abnormal lately, he always looks dazed in school, as if he didn't get enough sleep.

Fan Yuncheng tilted his head and looked at Wu Chen who was sleeping beside him, thinking about his abnormalities these days.He didn't take the initiative to talk to himself, and looked at him with evasive eyes, as if he was embarrassing.

Fan Yuncheng looked at this sleeping face, his eyes darkened, he stopped looking at Wu Chen, and turned his head to stare out the window in a daze.

Although there has not been a few snowfalls this year, it is still very cold.The glass window seems to isolate the two worlds. Outside the window, the cold wind is howling, and the bare branches are a little crumbling, but inside the window is warm, as if there is a magic that can make you lazy.

Probably the prayers of the students had worked, and snowflakes were falling profusely outside the window. Fan Yuncheng stared out of the window in a daze, and gently pushed open a gap where he could reach out his hand.

The snow fell on his hands, a little cool and a little comfortable.

Wu Chen woke up at some point, with a sleepy tone, "Why did you stretch out your hand?" He rubbed his eyes, "It's snowing?" He pulled Fan Yuncheng's hand back as he spoke, and touched it in the hole in his table. A piece of warm baby came out, "Stick it in your pocket and warm your hands."

Then he pulled away the chair and stood up to fetch the water, and took Fan Yuncheng's elderly thermos away.

"Here, warm your hands with my cup first." He handed the cup in his hand to him, and then muttered, "I didn't take any water from your cup, drink it quickly."

Fan Yuncheng unscrupulously unscrewed the bottle cap. As expected, it was at a temperature that he could drink directly. He was a little happy and just wanted to say something.

Hearing Wu Chen's sudden pause, "The main reason is that your mother told me to take care of you before. If I don't do well, won't I be sorry for her?"

Fan Yuncheng looked at him, and suddenly smiled, "Yes, I'd be sorry for her otherwise."

After finishing speaking, Fan Yuncheng turned his head and ignored Wu Chen.

He didn't pay attention to Wu Chen's movements any more, but looked at the exercises on the table a little irritably, feeling a little weak all of a sudden.

He probably knows something, so he has always been obviously stiff when facing himself recently.He... probably didn't like this, and because he was afraid of hurting himself, he tried hard to change back to the original.

As usual, they went to the cafeteria to get dinner together, and went home from school together, but they no longer had their foreheads touched to take their temperature, no shoulder-to-shoulder hugs, no intimate scarves around each other.This one-sided ambiguity seemed to be completely dissipated because of his transgression, but the other party's sometimes stiff expression would always evoke that slightly tender ambiguity.

Wu Chen didn't send him home again. Fan Yuncheng despised himself a little. He felt that he was too selfish. He knew that the other party would not say anything in order not to make him feel sad, but he wanted more even more.

He casually grabbed the snow on the car and felt the icy temperature spread from his palm, which made him calm down slowly. A crazy idea came to his mind. He held the snow in his palm tightly until it turned into ice water and moved along. His palm dripped, and he was suddenly taken aback.

He, who has always been rational, had the idea of ​​gambling for the first time. His rationality told him that it was not advisable, but he still wanted to give it a try, and he was unwilling to admit defeat.

Another gust of wind blew the snow off the leaves, giving the illusion of snow, Fan Yuncheng stretched out his hand, just like that day at school, but this time it felt different, it was still icy and cold, But it's not as piercing as the snow in your hand, but it makes people feel clear.

In fact, Wu Chen hadn't fallen asleep all this time, his mind was in a mess, and he also knew that Fan Yuncheng had been watching him the whole time.

When he was about to lose his hold, finally, Fan Yuncheng averted his gaze.Wu Chen opened his eyes quietly, and saw Fan Yuncheng looking out of the window with a very calm expression, and saw him open a slit and stretch out his hand.

Wu Chen was a little anxious.

When playing at Fan Yuncheng's house before, he overheard Xue Ning's nagging.He knew that Fan Yuncheng was not in good health and was especially prone to cold.

So he always has a scarf in his bag.

Wu Chen felt dazed. When he realized what he had done, he had already tightly held Fan Yuncheng's hand. Suddenly, his face felt a little hot.As if fleeing, he picked up two cups.

He knew that Fan Yuncheng always needed to drink water, so he deliberately made the water in the quilt not so hot, and then returned to work slowly.

Seeing Fan Yuncheng's ambiguous eyes, he seemed to hold back, "The main reason is that your mother told me to take care of you before. If I don't do well, won't I be sorry for her?"

After finishing speaking, Wu Chen felt a little regretful.

But when he heard Fan Yuncheng's disappointed answer, he felt nervous. He didn't dare to look at Fan Yuncheng, but he raised his head in a strange way, and seeing Fan Yuncheng's disappointed smile, he felt as if someone had stabbed him in his heart.

He didn't dare to say anything to Fan Yuncheng again.

This state continued until after school at night.Wu Chen finally couldn't bear it any longer, and asked in a low voice, "School is over, shall we go together?"

Fan Yuncheng looked at him, then nodded.

Wu Chen just watched him put his clothes on, wrapped up like a little bear, a little cute.

But this cute little bear was a bit cold, just like this day, and even offered not to send it by himself.

Wu Chen deeply felt that he was abandoned.I am afraid that my mind will be seen through by the other party, and I am afraid that the other party will be embarrassed and alienate me.

He himself didn't realize how important Fan Yuncheng was to him. Wu Chen, who used to do everything regardless of the consequences, was now timid. He didn't really dare to bet. He was afraid that if he confessed, Fan Yuncheng would not like him. , then I may not even be able to do what my friends do.

He has been tangled up like this.

A gust of cold wind blew over, and the snow on the treetops fell down one after another. A few snowflakes fell into Wu Chen's neck, and he shivered from the cold. The snow seemed to have magical powers.

He actually came up with the idea of ​​giving it a try, and the more he did it, the more likely he felt that he could succeed.

He was able to jump all the way.

Humming a song, when I returned home, there was a little cutie waiting for me, and there was a very high possibility that there would be a big cutie waiting for me to go home in the future.Thinking of this, Wu Chen was so happy that he opened a can of oranges and cleaned up the cat litter.

He spread out on the sofa to let himself go, and the orange moved closer to him, and he also touched the orange.

The wind outside the window was blowing fiercely, like the sobbing of a female ghost. After it stopped, heavy snow like goose feathers scattered in the world. After a while, a thin layer of snow accumulated. In the quiet night, there was a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window.

Wu Chen lay on the bay window and looked out. There were not many people still asleep at this point, and there were only two or three houses with lights on in the opposite building. Wu Chen wondered if Fan Yuncheng would be like himself, lying on the window sill, watching with snow.