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Deep winter is approaching, and the end of the year is slowly turning around with the approach of New Year's Eve.

In the evening, Qi Zhong was wrapped in a thick fluffy robe, lying on the window sill, casually watching the flowers and trees in the yard lose their branches one by one, and sighed: "Hey, it will be New Year's Eve tomorrow night, why isn't it snowing yet?" Woolen cloth……"

Lanshan is located in the south, the climate is pleasant, and it rarely snows, but since the intersection of Tongjiang and the world, the order of the four seasons here has returned to normal. Logically speaking, there should be snow at this time, not just the piercing whistling cold wind.

Qi Mo lost his eyes, glanced at Mu Yun who was tidying up the desk from the corner of his eye, saw him sweeping dust around with a feather duster, and was so focused that he didn't seem to hear his regret just now.

He really wants to watch the snow with him.But Qi Zhong thought about it, and suddenly recalled that during the ten years in Fufeng, Mu Yun didn't seem to like watching the snow anymore. He used to be afraid of Xueluo... But things have changed, can't he come back to accompany him, can't he solve this knot?

Qi Zhong supported his head, thinking hard.His eyes wandered wildly, and suddenly he saw that the charcoal fire in the house was about to go out. Seeing that Mu Yun had no time to take care of it, he went to add fire by himself to ensure the heating in the room.

Inadvertently, he noticed a piece of red popping out from the concealed closet at the side, like a wedding dress.Qi Zhong walked curiously, and was about to open the cabinet door, but was blocked by a tall figure, preventing him from prying eyes.

Qi Zhong looked up and said, "Is there... anything hidden here?"

Mu Yun coughed lightly, and said calmly: "It's nothing, some old clothes that I don't want, I'll take them out later."

"Oh..." Qi Zhong replied hesitantly, and without thinking too much, he asked again, "Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, shall we... go home?"

"I won't return." Qi Zhong was slightly taken aback when he denied it neatly.

"Why, why? Is it because I'm not from your family, so I can't go back to celebrate the New Year?" He was a little sensitive and thoughtful, his eyes darkened. It has been almost a year since he settled here in Lanshan, but Mu Yun never At first, Qi Zhong was very puzzled about the matter of status etiquette, but later he realized that each other didn't value etiquette, so they became Taoist couples by default, so there was no need to make it so complicated according to common etiquette, but now Mu Yun is silent, It made him feel a little annoyed. He didn't know why he was angry, angry that he didn't respect himself?But he took care of himself meticulously, but he didn't care about these small things, and even Qi Zhong himself felt unreasonable when he said it.

Mu Yun observed his emotional changes, and secretly laughed while busy.Explained: "Naturally not because of this. Don't worry too much."

"Hmph...you're busy, I'm going to cook." Qi Moyan replied, took off the cotton robe, and was about to get the apron.

Mu Yun stepped forward in panic, shook his head and said, "No, don't. I'll just come. If you're hungry, eat the snacks on the table to fill your stomach. If you're bored, play solo chess to pass the time..."

"Ha! Is the food I cook so unpalatable?" He asked unwillingly.

Mu Yun was dumb for a moment, tilted his head, and nodded slightly.

"You!" Qi Zhong gritted his teeth, dropped his apron, went to the side room, and played with red lanterns. He also learned these skills and was able to tinker for a long time.

Mu Yun smiled helplessly, turned around and locked the lock on the wardrobe.

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The next morning, the last day of the year.Qi finally woke up naturally after falling asleep under the warm blanket, and beside him, there was an empty coldness, which made his heart empty for a moment.He mumbled, "Strange, what is this man doing up so early today? Could it be that he has to get up early to cook porridge?"

With drowsy eyes, Qi Zhong habitually pulled his hair, but found that the top of his head had been tied up. He hurriedly looked in the mirror, and found that the crown and hair were complete, and his appearance had been tidied up.When he was surprised, he turned around and found that there was a neat row of clothes at the end of the bed. It was extremely red, and it was actually a wedding dress!

"Ah...he..." Qi finally came back to his senses, picked up the wedding dress, tried it on, and it fit perfectly.It was only then that he remembered, no wonder half a month ago, when he hugged each other half a month ago, that person always liked to fasten his waist, so it was to confirm the size...

When he was moved, Qi Zhong saw the dawn outside the window and felt that the auspicious time was approaching, so he hurriedly rushed to the door with his clothes on, pushed hard, and saw a vast snow scene outside the door, and the mountains in the distance had turned white. The world is dressed in silver, which is more suitable for the red of the wedding dress.

"It's snowing..." He walked to the eaves, scooped up the snow with his palms outstretched, looked up at the sky, and sighed softly.

At this moment, outside the gate of the small courtyard, a familiar figure of Xu Lai, holding on to a plain umbrella, braved the wind and snow, and walked slowly towards him.

Qi Zhong clenched his palms tightly and stared at him intently, his heart was filled with warmth and touch, and his eyes were so pleasantly surprised that there was a trace of tears in his eyes.

Seeing that the person had already walked in front of him, he trembled with excitement: "You are here..."

Mu Yun didn't hesitate to smile, and gently handed the umbrella to Qi Zhong: "Take it."

Qi Zhong took the umbrella in a daze, not knowing why: "Then you..."

"I'll carry you."

As he spoke, Mu Yun leaned over slowly, quietly waiting for him to come back to his senses.Qi Zhong was overjoyed, and hurriedly flew on his back, tightly wrapped his arms around each other's shoulders, and raised the umbrella over the heads of the two to cover the winter snow.

Mu Yun smiled in relief, hugged him with his backhand, and started on the road steadily, stepping into the snow step by step.

Qi Zhong tilted his head and asked softly, "Where are we going now?"

"Go get married. The second sister and the others are still waiting for us in the main hall."

"Ah! Then why didn't you wake me up earlier?" Qi Zhong was so shocked that he didn't know what to ask back.

Mu Yun replied warmly: "Don't be afraid, the auspicious time is not too late."

"Well...you didn't tell me about this in advance, I thought you had forgotten your previous promise..."

"How come."

"Then do you love watching snow now?" Qi Zhong asked softly.

Mu Yun blinked, acquiescing.

At this time, Qi Zhong suddenly let go of the umbrella in his hand, and let the wind blow it away from the side of the two of them, then put his head tightly against the other side's face, and said with a smile: "Today, I will share the snow with you, and this life is also considered a shared life." Whiteheads..."【1】

Mu Yun was taken aback when he heard that, and suddenly understood the meaning of his actions, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Hey...you really like reading story books."

Qi Zhong retorted excitedly: "What! I am sincere."

"Okay, okay... It's me, a layman who doesn't know the truth, and I'm afraid I'll get you gonorrhea."

"For a while, it's just Xiaoxue... Let's go quickly, don't make my sister and the others wait too long."

"Ah."

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On New Year's Eve, the lights are bright, the room is warm and fragrant, and the red gauze hangs down.

After a brief reunion, the two bid farewell to relatives and friends, returned to the peaceful nest, shed their snow and snow, and sat under the lamp.Qi Zhong gently picked up the scissors, cut off a strand of blue silk, tied it with Mu Yun's strand, and then gently placed it in the wooden box with the red scarf on the table, cherishing it and said with a smile: "Okay. We have already The knot is here, and it will never be separated again."

Mu Yun blinked and smiled lightly, and raised his hands to swear: "We will never give up in this life..."

"Hey! Don't go on! I told you to talk sweet words, what are you swearing for?" Qi Zhong hurriedly covered his unfinished words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, then fell silent.

Qi Zhong still smiled, got up slowly, stood behind the bronze mirror, combed his hair, and stroked each strand in his hand, it was extremely smooth.

"In the past, you were the one who groomed me. Tonight, I will comb your long hair until you grow old together, okay?"

"En." Mu Yun relaxed his tone, waiting for him to act.

After a while, Qi Zhong put down the comb behind him, turned to turn off the lights in the room.Mu Yun turned around in surprise, but when he heard the sudden sound of firecrackers outside the window, he realized that it was the New Year.

Taking advantage of him in a daze, Qi Zhong pulled them into the red tent, and both of them fell into the soft new quilt, unable to feel the east, west, north, and west.Mu Yun sighed helplessly, fearing that he would be messing around, so he quietly used spiritual power to light up the lantern beside the bed so that the room would not be too dark.

When he came back to his senses, Qi Zhong had already pressed his shoulders, obediently lying beside him, pretending to be silly and cute: "Young Master Yun, what are we going to do next?"

Mu Yun knew that he was teasing himself, after reading so many scripts, but now it was unnecessary to ask, as if he was a vegetarian, Mu Yun deliberately didn't understand the style, and said calmly: "Do what you want... sleep .”

"What?" Qi Zhong snorted, and muttered, "What an innocent idiot, after so long, sharing the same bed, only cuddling and cuddling, all the wonderful spring nights in the book have been wasted!"

Seeing that Mu Yun really went to pull the quilt and was about to cover it up to sleep, Qi Zhong was furious, pressed his big hand, and said angrily: "I still don't believe that you, an idiot, can't be cured!"

Mu Yun was taken aback, and asked innocently: "Xiao Zhong, what are you going to do? Uh... don't kiss me randomly..."

Unable to bear the love, Qi Zhong recalled the eighteen skills in the storybook, and used them indiscriminately, forcing each other's brains to feel like their blood was rushing, and their faces were flushed.

"Hmph, I'm telling you to be pure-hearted and ascetic! Tonight, I'm going to smash your 'hypocrisy' ethics... oh..."

An ambiguous threat came to Mu Yun's ears, and he hummed in embarrassment, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't..."

Qi Zhong was unwilling to retaliate: "You have, I found out..."

Mu Yun pursed his lips, let him mess around, and didn't make any rebuttals, but he was more aggressive, and he made bolder moves in the blink of an eye. He couldn't even stop him, so he could only persuade him: "Don't... hey..."

Qi Zhong raised his head triumphantly, squinted his eyes provocatively, and asked coquettishly, "Hey, did I make you feel comfortable..."

Hearing his question, Mu Yun blushed, turned his head away slightly, and restrained himself: "Don't ask random questions... Let's do it well..."

"Hmph... Prudence, wedding night, how can I not be a little exciting?" Qi Zhong blurted out arrogantly, not yet aware of the danger of these words.

Mu Yun couldn't bear him anymore, wanting to entangle his reason, he fought back, pushed him back to the corner of the bed, pretended to be sullen and said: "I don't know how to be reserved, don't cry later..."

"Ah you... don't scare me, I don't know you... hiss, tsk..."

The words of rebuttal have not been blurted out completely, and some people have already begun to fall into the "bitter fruit" of provocation.

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The night is long, and the sound of firecrackers outside the house is festive. In the corner of the house, a mimosa grown in a greenhouse silently closes its emerald green branches and leaves.

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[1] Adapted from online poetry.