Xin He sat in his old position yesterday, looking out of the window through the clean and clear glass window.

At some point, the sky was covered with goose feathers and snow, and in an instant, it became a white world covered in silver.

"What are you looking at? So fascinating. ”

The warm and clear voice pulled back Xin He's thoughts.

Xin He's white fingertips caressed the glass window covered with a layer of light mist, and his voice unconsciously brought a hint of cheerfulness: "Look, it's snowing." ”

Ji Mo followed Xin He's line of sight, and the snowflakes fell on the glass in a pour, and after a while, they turned into crystal droplets and slid down.

"Then let's go build a snowman after eating?" Looking at Xin He's smile, the corners of Ji Mo's lips unconsciously raised.

"Okay."

Looking down at the several flavors of cakes on the table, the girl lowered her beautiful eyes and her little face was tangled, not knowing which one to choose.

Zimmer seemed to know what the girl was thinking, and his slender fingers picked up a piece casually and put it in front of her, his dark eyes soaked in a smile.

"Thank you."

Xin He dug a spoonful and ate it in small bites, his long eyelashes fluttering up and down, like butterfly wings.

After eating a piece, Xin He looked up and found that Ji Mo was looking at him with a smile, his delicate eyebrows and eyes with a hint of demagogy.

Xin He was slightly stunned, his heart suddenly missed a beat, and he turned his face away a little uncomfortably, and his fair little face was dyed a layer of crimson.

Being looked at like this by Ji Mo's seductive gaze, Xin He became more and more uncomfortable, brushed his hair with his white fingers, and then got up, "Didn't you say you wanted to build a snowman?" I'll go out and have a look. ”

When the words fell, Xin He stepped on his steps and left quickly, feeling like he was running away.

A smile bloomed at the corner of Zimmer's lips, and a trace of tenderness eased from his handsome eyebrows.

Pushing open the door and going out, the biting cold wind rushed into the collar head-on, Xin He was instantly shivering, rubbing his hands, and almost cried.

"Don't worry, the snow won't run, if you run out without a coat, you'll catch a cold."

There was a helpless sigh behind him, Xin He only felt a warmth on his body, looked down at the down jacket draped on his body, and said softly: "Thank you." ”

Xin He's limbs were slightly stiff from the cold, and his movements were a little clumsy when he was dressing.

Zimmer reached out to help Xin He put on her clothes, and before she could react, he squatted down to help her zip up.

His movements are gentle, and his eyes are serious, as if he is treating a rare treasure.

Xin He lowered his eyes and looked at the slender fingers, slightly distracted.

"What's wrong?"

Xin He shook her head, turned her head to look at the snow scene opposite, she stretched out her white fingers and took a little, the snowflakes fell on the palm of her hand, and the residual temperature instantly melted into water droplets and slid into her wrist.

Xin He shuddered, the tip of his nose was red and red, and his little face was deflated, and he was extremely aggrieved.

But she couldn't help but keep reaching out.

Ji Mo watched Xin He reach out to catch the snowflakes when he didn't give up, and grabbed the girl's slender fingers.

Touching the girl's cold fingers, Zimmer frowned, put Xin He's fingers in his coat pocket, and then led her back to the store.

The girl's fingers seemed to be boneless, slender and delicate, and Zimmer didn't want to let go.

Xin He sat down with Zimmer, her hand still held in Zimmer's pocket.

Zimmer's palm was particularly warm, and when he held her hand, he could clearly feel a thin layer of calluses on it.

Xin He lowered his eyes, staring at the hand he held in his pocket, not knowing what to say.

Neither of them spoke, and for a while, the atmosphere was a little dull, and an ambiguous atmosphere permeated between the two.