"Just here." Holding the girl's slightly cool hand back, Rong Yan wrapped it and put it in his down jacket pocket:

"It's almost time for dinner, what do you want to eat and write?"

Si Nan looked at the ground downstairs, which was already covered with a thick layer of snow.

After thinking about it, she said:

"It's so cold, it's very suitable for eating hot pot."

The two walked downstairs side by side, and Rong Yan nodded approvingly:

"Then go eat hot pot."

He opened the umbrella, tilted the umbrella slightly in the direction of Si Nan, and walked into the snow.

The cold wind wrapped in snowflakes hitting the face, and I couldn't help but feel a little refreshed.

Silently shrunk his neck, Si Nan buried his face in his warm scarf.

It's a cold winter on this plane.

After eating hot pot, the winter day has already been shrouded in darkness.

The streets are lined with dim streetlights.

There weren't many people on the road, and occasionally a few cars drove by.

Rong Yan took Si Nan out of the hot pot restaurant with a good business.

The snow is still falling.

It's a lot smaller than when I was in school, though.

When you step into the loose snow, you can still hear the sound of small clitters.

Si Nan slowly stopped and looked down at the pure white on the ground.

Then she bent down and picked up a ball of snow.

"Poof".

Snowballs were thrown in Rong Yan's face.

Staring at the girl with a vicious arc on her lips in front of her for a few seconds, Rong Yan silently wiped her face.

Then he quickly grabbed a handful of snow from the roof of the car on the side and threw it at Si Nan.

"Poof" again.

Si Nan couldn't dodge and ate a mouthful of snow.

She's not one to suffer.

After a while, there were two more big kids on the empty street who were frantically outputting snowballs at each other.

Rong Yan didn't know when he quietly got closer to Si Nan.

While the girl was not looking, he pulled her into his arms.

The warmth instantly wrapped Si Nan's whole person, making her stunned for a moment.

"Ning Xi."

She heard the boy holding her call out to her.

"Huh?"

Poking out his little head from Rong Yan's arms, Si Nan winked at him:

"What's wrong?"

"Is it okay to fall in love with me?"

The low inquiry was blown into the ears by the cold wind.

The pitch-black eyes rolled, Si Nan buried his face in Rong Yan's chest, and a muffled voice came out of his arms:

"Okay."

Glancing at the tips of the girl's pink ears, Rong Yan chuckled lightly and raised his hand to rub her head.

After a long time, Si Nan raised his head and reminded in a whisper:

"It's time to go home."

"Hmm." Rong Yan replied softly.

The hot pot restaurant is not far from the Chaoyang community where the two live.

But it will take a while to walk through it.

Rong Yan took Si Nan's hand, and his eyes never took his eyes off her.

Even the eyes are a little hotter.

For the first time, he wished that time could go a little slower, a little slower.

The man next to him stopped.

Si Nan turned his head to look at him, and his red little face looked a little cute.

"I've arrived." She said.

Some nostalgic let go of the little hand in his palm, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked:

"Go ahead."

Biting the corner of his lip, Si Nan hesitated for a moment, then stood on tiptoe and dropped a shallow kiss on his lips.

The pupils almost invisibly contracted, and Rong Yan paused.

The next moment, he reached out and grabbed the girl's waist and clasped the back of her head to make the kiss linger longer.

He didn't choose to deepen the kiss, just let the two lips touch, simple and passionate.

"Embarrassed ......"

An inopportune female voice sounded behind him.

Rong Yan quickly let go of the person in his arms and coughed a little awkwardly.