A Thousand Mountains and Evening Snow: Searching for Love and Leaving Traces

When the first morning light came into the room, I woke up from my sleep, with the paper crane I held in my hand when I fell asleep the night before.I opened the curtains, and the gray-blue sky was slowly being illuminated by the sun.I put on a thick sweater and went downstairs,

"Has Mr. Mo woke up?" I asked Butler Ding who was busy in the kitchen.

"Miss Tong, you got up so early?" Steward Ding turned his head to look at me standing at the kitchen door in surprise, "Mr. Mo hasn't got up yet. Let me warm up the milk for you first."

"No, no, no." I walked up to her and stopped her from getting the milk, "Butler Ding, can I make his breakfast today?"

"This...Okay." Butler Ding thought for a while and handed over the work in hand to me, then turned to do other things.

I carefully prepared breakfast for him, feeling a sense of tranquility.

"Mr. Mo, you're up!" Butler Ding's voice made me stop for a moment, and when I turned around, I saw him walking down the stairs slowly.After passing the kitchen, he was obviously taken aback when he saw me, and then walked towards the garden without saying a word.When I walked into the garden with my coffee and sandwiches, I saw him sitting at the table flipping through the newspaper, and I hated lying on his lap.

"I made the breakfast, try it and see how it tastes." I put the breakfast lightly in front of him, and then sat opposite him, at this time Butler Ding had already brought me the milk.

He picked up the coffee and took a sip. I couldn't see his expression, but I could see his brows that were exposed outside the newspaper frowned.

"Is it bad?" I asked him worriedly, but he still covered his face with the newspaper and said nothing.

"I learned it when I was in Germany, but it still doesn't seem to work!" I muttered softly, but he still heard me.

"I know!" His voice floated across the newspaper.

"You know? How do you know? I never told anyone that I learned how to make coffee!" I asked him puzzled.

"What I'm saying is I know you make bad coffee."

"How would you know if you haven't drank it!" I was a little bit unwilling.

"You'll know if you eat your food, the coffee must not be much better!" I could clearly hear the contempt in his voice, but when I recalled the dishes he cooked by the sea, I had no reason to refute. I had no choice but to sip the milk in front of me.

As usual, he was going back to the company after breakfast, and I followed him into the cloakroom,

"You haven't forgotten our agreement, have you?" I asked him tentatively.

"En!" He responded to me with the simplest words while wearing his tie.I watched him leave in the car, and then I also picked up my bag and went out.

I went shopping all over the mall and finally picked out a white princess chiffon dress.Then I went to a nearby flower shop, bought a bouquet of Phalaenopsis and hurried home.

Sitting in the living room, I put the phalaenopsis I bought into a crystal vase, and then spent the whole afternoon cleaning and arranging the house. I asked Steward Ding and Xiangxiu to go home, and then used the phalaenopsis I bought from the market. The ingredients made him several of his favorite dishes. He never knew that during my four years in Germany, I not only learned how to make coffee, but also how to cook.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, I went back to my room and changed into the newly bought skirt, and then put on the shawl he once gave me.As soon as I finished preparing everything, I heard the sound of him entering the door from downstairs.

"Steward Ding, Steward Ding." As soon as I got downstairs, I saw him looking for Steward Ding.

"Shaoqian, you're back?" I went up to help him change his leather shoes, "I made it my own to let Steward Ding and Xiangxiu go back."

He looked at me squatting in front of him, turned around and went upstairs without blaming me.

I accompanied him back to the room, helped him hang up the changed coat, and then boldly took his hand and went to the living room.

We sat next to each other at the table, he didn't say anything, and I didn't know what to say for a while, and the whole living room was quiet, only the occasional sound of chopsticks hitting the plate was heard.

"When did you buy the dress?" He suddenly opened his mouth when I didn't know what to do.

"Oh, this morning." I put down the chopsticks in my hand, "Shao Qian, shall we have some wine?"

"Aren't you afraid of getting drunk again?" He tilted his head and glanced at me, put down his chopsticks and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"It shouldn't matter if you drink a little. I'm afraid that if I miss today, I won't have a chance." I didn't dare to look him in the eyes, so I stood up and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine.

The red liquid reflected the Phalaenopsis on the table, which looked so coquettish. He raised the wine glass in his hand, took a sip, and then looked at me with probing eyes. I couldn't resist his eyes, and I didn't know How to say those words, I had to drink the wine in the glass in one sip after another. Before I knew it, one bottle of wine had bottomed out, and most of the second bottle had been removed. What I saw in my dim eyes was walking slowly He who came over.

"Okay, don't drink, you are already drunk." His pleasant voice was next to my ear.

"I'm not drunk, I'm still sober." I could feel him supporting me who was about to fall, "You are Shaoqian, look, I can still recognize you."

After speaking, I reached out to get the small half bottle of red wine on the table.

"Tong Xue, you're drunk, be good, I'll take you back to the room to sleep." He snatched the wine bottle from my hand, and then half-carried me back to the room, which was staggered.

I don't want to stay in this lonely room, I grabbed his arm desperately, not letting him go,

"I don't want to stay here, I don't want to, I'm going to sleep with you, Shaoqian! Let me sleep with you, okay, okay!"

"Be obedient, just lie down and sleep well." He was very patient and kept coaxing me.

I kept struggling, but I didn't change his decision, but I stirred my stomach, which was uncomfortable from drinking, and felt nauseated. Before I could react, I had already vomited all over him.

He couldn't leave me alone in the room, so he took me back to his room and put me on the bed.He tucked me under the covers and went into the bathroom to clean up what I had done.I lay in his bed, and while the alcohol had dulled my mind and out of control, it had given me the courage to do things I couldn't do when I was sober.

I staggered off the bed, opened the bathroom door, and walked in barefoot.The soiled clothes he had taken off were piled on the ground, and through the fog on the glass, I could vaguely see him standing under the shower.The sound of water muffled the sound of my opening the door. I threw away my shawl and just walked through it without thinking.

The water poured down from my head, wet my long hair, and also wet my white skirt, I hugged him from behind, through a thin layer of chiffon, I could feel His body froze suddenly.He turned around and looked at me holding him in disbelief. I raised my head, squinted my eyes, and looked carefully at him in the mist.

Suddenly, he took my hand off and pushed me out the shower door

"Get out, what are you going to do! Get out quickly!"

I hugged him desperately and refused to let go

"Why are you running away, Shaoqian, why are you ignoring me." I buried my head into his breast, "You can do so much for me behind your back, why don't you face me."

"Do you know what you are doing? During the four years in Germany, you actually learned this! I underestimated you..." He stimulated me with cruel words, hoping that I could rush out, but now I can bear any harm from him, because I know it's all his disguise.

"I love you! Don't you understand? You have studied the language of flowers so well, don't you know that the flower language of Phalaenopsis is—I love you! I love you!" I interrupted what he wanted to blurt out, tiptoeing Kissed his lips.

After a moment of hesitation, it was his frantic response. We were entangled in the hot water, and his hands were on both sides of my waist, slowly taking off my soaked suspenders. . . . . .

After the crazy lingering, I didn't have any strength in my body, and I was carried from the bathroom to the bed by him. Amid the buzzing sound of the hair dryer, I opened my tired eyes, and he gently caressed my long hair in front of me. I sat up, put my arms around him, and whispered "I love you" in his ear over and over again.

That night, I nestled in his arms and slept all night, until the warm sunlight came through the window and shone on our faces.

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