Chapter 643: First Snow

It was dark early in winter, and it was already half dark before they had taken a few steps on this road, and the people on the street hurried home by this moment of daylight. The smell of fireworks in winter is always at the dinner table of ordinary people. The wife and children are hot on the kang, this will be the happiest thing in the world.

In the evening, it was even colder, Yu Yao shrunk one hand in Wen Nian's sleeve, and walked forward slowly holding hands, and the gradually blurred shadow was stretched on the ground.

Suddenly, Yu Yao stopped.

"What's wrong?" Wen Nian also stopped.

Yu Yao slowly raised her head, the hand that was warm in Wen Nian's sleeve stretched out, just catching a snowflake, the big snowflake instantly turned into small droplets of water in her warm palm, Yu Yao's hand was hot red, but it was as lovely as the dew on the flowers of the spring morning.

Yu Yao also thought of this in her heart, she held the water drop in her palm with joy, raised her face and said without a head: "It seems that there is going to be some good omen." ”

But everything in spring always makes people have a lot of hope and reverie.

Wen Nian gently scratched her cheek and said, "With me by your side, isn't it a good sign every day." ”

Yu Yao smiled and took his hand again, leaned over to his side and said, "With Ah Nian by his side, it should be a good omen every year." ”

The sky was completely dark, and the snow that had been waiting for half a winter was finally falling all over the world, gentle and delicate but impatient, like lovers who had waited too long, telling intimate love words.

Wen Nian wanted to put a hood on Yu Yao, but Yu Yao ran forward in the snow with a smile, and when they ran to the gate of the Cold Crisp Garden, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the ground.

Under the eaves, Wen Nian finally put on the hat for Yu Yao, he gently wiped the ice crystals on the tip of her nose, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"You were the one who said you weren't afraid of the cold and didn't want to come out, and now it's you who is running so cold that your whole body is cold."

Obviously blamed, but Yu Yao was so warm that she didn't like words, she buried her head in Wen Nian's chest and rubbed it gently, today's fragrance has a winter coldness, if you have to talk about it, it is about the first time to smell the fragrance of snow, and it is also the first time, and she is reluctant to leave the cold first snow.

In the city of Yuyao's previous life, it would snow in winter, but every time she was afraid of the cold, she hid in the heating room and didn't want to go out.

"Homesick?" Wen said in a young voice.

Yu Yao raised her head, his eyes were much deeper in the night, as if he had seen the night sky at a glance, and there was heavy snow falling around him, no one could help but be unmoved by this scene alone, she said softly "um", and said, "It's okay, it's okay to have you." ”

That being said, once Yuyao's longing for home is aroused, it is difficult not to feel a little lonely, after all, in this world, before she met Wen Nian, she was alone.

"Let's go, let's go back to the house." Yu Yao said and pushed the door open.

The snow fell neatly in the Hanshu Garden, and no one had stepped on the footprints, smooth and delicate. And the courtyard is also extraordinarily quiet, really only the sound of snow falling can be heard, the snow of the cold crisp garden is as beautiful as a fairyland, with the same indifference and arrogance as Wen Nian himself, it is really worthy of the three words "cold crisp garden".

Yu Yao walked gently and seriously, and couldn't bear to destroy the purity around her.

"Yu Yao." Wen Nian's voice came from behind: "If I can take you back, I am willing to live in your world with you." ”

Yu Yao slowly turned around in the middle of the courtyard.

Wen Nian was immersed in the snow, slender and tall, his face was more angular because of the coldness, and the white cloak hung down, which was incredibly beautiful. It seems that it was not he who broke into this first snow, but this first snow fell because of him.