The snow is falling as if venting. I drove back to my accommodation. They had dinner with Han Feng. Then I went back to my room and picked out the thickest clothes. This snowy night is not your average cold. Except for the flying snowflakes. There is also a gust of cold wind that rages on everything. It was not destined to be a peaceful night.

I put on a thick coat and tied a scarf and said to Pipsqueak, who was doing my homework, "Pippi. Daddy has something to do tonight. Probably not coming back. You finish your homework and go to bed early."

"Where are you going?"

"What do you do?"

Pipsqueak stared at me for a few moments and then asked, "Are you going to take a sauna?" You can't take me with you."

"It's not."

"So where are you going to spend the night? bathing clubhouse."

"Where are there so many questions. Write your homework well." I said dissatisfied.

"Dad Han said yesterday that the bathing club is not a good place. You better not go. Just stay home."

"Did I say I went to the bathing club? What do you think about all day?"

"Oh. Then I'll be relieved. Dad Han said he wanted me to supervise you. You may prefer to go to the bathing club more than others."

I was a little speechless and said, "Actually, your father Han needs it more. Your mother Ye is almost ten months pregnant."

Pipsqueak looked at me incomprehensibly. He couldn't connect the causal relationship between Ye Yiyi's ten months of pregnancy and Han Feng's visit to the bathing club. And I don't want to hear him interrupt anymore. Turn around and walk out the door. But there was something funny in my heart. From a certain point of view. Han Feng and I are really brothers.

"Dad. Tell me what's wrong with the bathing club...... You took me last time. I think it's very comfortable to surf in there."

I can't stand Pippi's endless thirst for knowledge: "Whoever says it's not good, you ask whoever goes. I'm leaving. You do your homework."

.......

I rushed to the bottom of the building as fast as I could. Park your car. Looked around. But Anqi's car was not found. Maybe she's already overwhelmed. This snowy night really won't come. But I will definitely keep my promises. I'll keep waiting. Even if it's until tomorrow morning.

Half past eight. The snow is falling. I took a bottle of soju out of my pocket and took a few sips. This cold night is not your average cold.

I stood by the guardrail in the snow and looked down. In the position I am at right now. As soon as Angel appears. I'll be the first to find out about her.

Half an hour has passed. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. And I'm still alone. Watching over the snow. This "candle-lit utopia" seems to be even more lonely. Because there is one less breath of a person.

I can't resist the cold wind. I crouched in the corner and took a few more sips of soju. I looked at the white in front of me with some blankness. This unobstructed white. Makes me panic a little. I can't seem to find a place to hide.

I lit a cigarette with difficulty. Killing the time that makes me miserable. And as time passed, the hope that Angel would come became more and more slim. I'm a little lost. Tucked tightly into your clothes. Seek a little physiological warmth.

.......

Suddenly I heard the sound of high heels on the ground. A burst of ecstasy in my heart. I knew it had to be Angel coming. After all, she still didn't want me to wait alone on this cold rooftop.

I stared intently at the entrance to the rooftop......

Compared to me wearing thick clothes. Angel is still wearing the same red lapel slim-fit trench coat that she wore during the day. It makes her look very thin. The thin one makes people feel pitiful. She hasn't been very good at taking care of herself.

I got up and looked at her. But she didn't look at me. Hands in the pockets of the jacket. Come to me. Then look out at the snow-stained white buildings below.

I took off my scarf. I want to tie it up for her. She looked at me coldly, "No."

"I don't care if you need it or not." I said and forcibly tied the scarf around her neck.

At the moment, except for the vast snow, there are only two of us left. I'm even more unscrupulous. Actually, even in the past, I liked to impose my will on Angel. Maybe I have a natural sense of conquest in my bones. Angel off-road. The more I wanted to conquer her. Of course my conquests are usually based on caring for her. Like now.

Angel surprisingly didn't struggle. She was still looking at me coldly. But suddenly he raised his hand and slapped me hard.

Loud slap sound. In the heavy snow. It's like a heavy judgment. I couldn't catch it off guard. A little sluggishly looked at Angel. And the scarf that wasn't tied up had fallen to the ground.

.........

Long. I don't say a word. Picked up the scarf from the ground again. Walk up to her. Wrapped around her neck again. This time she had tears in her eyes. Intense struggle.......

Struggling. We both fell in the snow. It's just that it didn't make me lie on her like a bloody idol drama. We fell in different positions.

I'm facing the ground. She put her hands on the ground. Sitting on the snow.

My face still hurts hotly. But my heart hurts even more and I want to cry. I buried my face in the snow. The desire to condense all the pain...... Over the years. I'm also living in pain about love.

I finally lifted my head full of snow slag. Sitting in the snow. Take a cigarette out of your pocket and light it. Took a heavy sip. whispered to Anqi beside him, "If you don't understand your hatred. You can go on."

"I hate you." There were no tears in Angel's eyes. She said coldly. but they did not come near me;

I'm getting calmer. I know no matter what. Angel's heart knot can't be untied. My presence will only make her live in the most painful tangles. Obsessed with love or not love. To hate or not to hate.

I asked Angel in the calmest tone, "How have you been doing these two years?"

Angel didn't answer.

For Angel's non-answer. I nodded. and unfastened his coat. draped over her. On such a cold and windy night. She's wearing too thin.

I don't ask her any more. Walk to the guardrail. Pick up the left soju. Took two sips of it...... I'm calm at the moment. But I don't know how to face Angel. Not to mention the matter of buying back "sea view coffee". It was destined to be a complicated night. More of a night away from reality.

"Utopia by candlelight," I whispered softly repeatedly. This whisper is mockery. Mocking what we once called utopia here. It's like a hell on earth. We are here to be lost, struggling, and suffering......

Angel came to me. She took the soju from my hand. Raise your head. I took a sip as if venting.

After a long time, she asked me, "Do you want to know how I've spent the past two years?"

"I'd love to ......," I nodded.

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