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He held his pounding heart and tried to calm down, "From then on, you will be my little boyfriend."

Yan Xian smiled and said, "Okay, little boyfriend."

Xu Dengdeng brushed his hair, hugged his chest and leaned against the wall in a posture that he thought he was cool, and said: "When you are away from home, you are my Xu Dengdeng's person, and I will protect you from now on."

After speaking, he felt a little hot on his face, turned his eyes away and didn't dare to look at Yan Xian, and he knew what Yan Xian's expression was after thinking about it.Sure enough, Yan Xian laughed, came over and pinched his chin, turned his face around, his cool fingers stroked Xu Dengdeng's chin, and said in a low voice, "You said you want to cover me, why don't you dare to look at it?" Me, are you shy?"

Xu Dengdeng stared straight at him, and poked out the pink bubbles that had just spread out with his own hands, "Who is shy, I'm a veteran who has been in love many times, and I won't blush because of you, an old man."

Yan Xian frowned, "Old man?"

Xu Dengdeng became timid in a second, and his desire to survive was extremely strong, "I am poor and strong, but you will always be strong."

Yan Xian: "...Did you pass the ancient poetry in middle school?"

Xu Dengdeng looked at him obediently, "To be honest, I studied theory in high school."

Yan Xian opened his mouth, speechless.Xu Dengdeng crawled out along the crook of his arm, grinning secretly, and ran back to his room in two or three steps.

This year's first snow fell all over the window, and it was foggy outside the window. Xu Dengdeng was in the excitement of his confession. He glanced out of the window and was even more happy when he saw snow. He grew up in Tongcheng. , the place in Tongcheng is humid and hot all the year round, and it rarely snows. He can count the number of times he has seen snow on one hand since he was a child. He happily ran down to tell Yan Xian, who pointed to the news that was broadcasting Say, "I see it."

Xu Dengdeng dragged him out to look at the snow without hesitation, and exclaimed as soon as he went out, "It's so beautiful."

The withered creeper vines on the wall are covered with dots of snowflakes, and the colorful graffiti on the wall stand out in the white blood. Xu Dengdeng, an unskilled person, reached out and caught some snowflakes from the air and put them in his mouth. , Yan Xian patted his hand off, "What's wrong, eating snow?"

Xu Dengdeng looked aggrieved, "I want to taste what it tastes like."

Yan Xian frowned, "Try the smell of pollutants?"

The snowflakes melted in his hands in no time, his palms were cold, and he wiped the water off his hands aggrievedly, "You guys are really not satisfied, I haven't seen snow much in Tongcheng, so I don't care if I see it once." Is he polluted? When I was young, when I saw snow falling, I made snowballs and secretly took them home and put them in the bottom layer of the refrigerator to freeze."

"Put it in the refrigerator?" Yan Xian couldn't understand.

Xu Dengdeng nodded and stuck out his tongue, "Yes, my mother found out later and beat me up."

Yan Xian rolled his eyes and smiled, "I really like it so much."

Xu Dengdeng nodded.

Yan Xian thought for a while and said, "Go back and put on more clothes, I'll take you to a good place to watch the snow."

"Where?" Xu Dengdeng's eyes lit up instantly.

"You will know when you go."

Xu Dengdeng wrapped himself in a thick orange down jacket and followed Yan Xian into the car, "Where are you going?"

Yan Xian was wearing a houndstooth pattern wool coat that was much thinner in comparison. Looking at his attire, he smiled, "Don't worry, I won't take you to the North Pole."

Yan Xian drove for two hours, and the scenery outside the car window ranged from tall buildings covered with thin snow to short villages and then to deep mountains covered with thick snowflakes on the road.

Xu Dengdeng shivered when he got out of the car, shivering in his clothes, "Isn't this... Isn't this the North Pole?"

Yan Xian closed the car door and asked, "Why are you stuttering again?"

Xu Dengdeng: "You...you don't know that I'm...frozen?"

Yan Xian: "I don't... I don't know, are you still cold wearing so many clothes?"

Actually learned to speak by himself, Xu Dengdeng looked back at him, Yan Xian was standing less than one meter away from him with a smile in his eyes.

He rubbed his frozen hands, took a deep breath, then threw himself on him and stretched his hands into his neck with a smile. This posture was a bit strenuous for him. It's more comfortable to pad your feet with your strength.

Yan Xian was unprepared, Xu Dengdeng reached into the back of his neck, showing a triumphant smile, "I told you to wear so little."

His hands were really cold. Yan Xian took out his hand and held it, interlocking his fingers. Xu Dengdeng was so surprised that he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Yan Xian pulled him over and kissed him on his lips, "I don't wear clothes well." few."

"You..." Xu Dengdeng's little evil hand shrank into a ball, and the tips of his ears were red, whether it was cold or ashamed.

Seeing him calm down, Yan Xian took his hand and put it in the side pocket of his clothes, laughed, and thought: So this man is a paper tiger, he can't stand being scared.

He said: "Have you had enough trouble? Let me take you to find something fun."

Xu Dengdeng asked: "What fun?"

Yan Xian didn't speak, just walked forward, only turned around and smiled, Xu Dengdeng clutched his chest, and followed him up the mountain.

The mountain is covered with white snow. Fortunately, it is not very slippery at this time. Going up the mountain in the wind and snow is not an easy task. When you step on the thick snow, there is a creaking sound. The snow here is heavier than that in Xiping. At a glance, there is a vast expanse of whiteness.

Xu Dengdeng walked behind him, his body warmed up after a while, he was panting whitely, and rubbed his ears with one hand.

There was a piece of maple leaf fluttering along with the snow and fell on the ground, just one piece, lavender, Xu Dengdeng picked it up and put it on Yan Xian's hair, and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful."

Yan Xian turned his head and asked, "What's so beautiful?"

Xu Dengdeng grinned, "You're so pretty."

Yan Xian turned around, went down a few steps, took his hand and pulled it into his arms, and kissed his mouth. The lips of both of them were very cold, and they seemed to be warming up together.

The leaf fluttered down from his head and landed on the ground. Yan Xian let go of him, picked up the leaf and brushed his hair at the temples, stuck the leaf behind his ear and nodded , "My little boyfriend is really pretty too."

lose lose.

A small north wind blew by, and the heat on Xu Dengdeng's face did not disappear.

It didn't take long for them to reach the mountainside. There is a house on the mountainside. The fence and the door are all made of wood. It looks old. Last year's Spring Festival couplets on the door have experienced wind and sun, and have faded from the original bright red. It turned pink and stuck on it in tatters, as if no one lived there, but the plaque on it was inscribed with three words "Suishuang Residence" with great force, and Yan Xian stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the inscription After a while, a middle-aged man came out of the house.

"Uncle Tai." He heard Yan Xian call him that.

The middle-aged man nodded and smiled, revealing the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, "Mr. Yan is here."

Yan Xian nodded and said, "I haven't been here for a long time, is Second Uncle at home today?"

Uncle Tai shook his head, "Mr. Qi hasn't come here for a long time, since..." He glanced at Xu Dengdeng and swallowed his words, "He didn't even come to taste the new tea I picked this year."

The courtyard has a special flavor. A round low table and a few cushions are placed outside the courtyard. The snow is piled on the eaves like wearing a white hat. Xu Dengdeng bent down to say hello, and followed Yan Xian came in together, Uncle Tai didn't talk much, Yan Xian asked him a question and he answered, like a friend who has known him for a long time, seeing Xu Dengdeng also smiled and said: "Mr. Yan's friend is really good-looking."

Xu Dengdeng scratched his head, Yan Xian looked back at him, that look was quite meaningful, "Yes, it looks good."

A short sentence, a few syllables, reminded Xu Dengdeng of Yan Xian kissing himself on the road just now, and couldn't help but look at Yan Xian with erratic eyes, thinking in his heart: This can't work, he is so easy to be manipulated right now , wouldn't he end up like his father?

Yan Xian didn't know that he was thinking about these things in his heart. After he greeted Uncle Tai, he took him to play near the courtyard. Yan Xian took a jar and asked Uncle Tai to find him a wooden spoon. The fence of the courtyard, go to the back of the house, and a few plum trees are planted behind the house, which have not yet bloomed before the season.Yan Xian pushed aside the plum trees and walked inside.

Xu Dengdeng saw that he was struggling to hold the jar and squeezed into a pile of rocks, squatting and groping for something.

"What are you doing?"

Yan Xian didn't turn his head back, he was busy with the pot, "I want you to taste the snow from the Western Mountains."

Snow?Xu Dengdeng was taken aback for a moment, this person wouldn't really hear what he said in his heart.