The night was already dark, and it was snowing outside the window again, and scattered snowflakes were scattered in the air, which set off the vast night.

"What's wrong with you? Why did it stop? Tan Yufan turned his face sideways to look at Bei Chen's slightly resolute face, not understanding what he was thinking.

The boy didn't speak, just handed the schoolbag in his hand to Yu Fan, and then silently walked to the snowdrift, and the boy suddenly squatted down, his hands lying on the snowdrift beside him, and his eyes were full of joy that was not usual.

For He Beichen's state, the small universe naturally wondered, I don't know how Qingbei Star, who usually has to race against time even to go home, has such a great interest today.

"Beichen, do you like snow?" She looked at her eyes very seriously, and the long eyelashes in the snow hung down on her eyelids, looking very gentle and moving.

"I like it." The boy twitched his thin lips slightly, and there was a hint of joy in those dark black eyes, "I like winter, I prefer snow." ”

Bei Chen said as he gently opened his palm to feel the temperature of the snowflakes.

Seeing him look so interested, Xiao Universe also increased his interest, so he bent down and squatted on the young man's side, and the pair of white hands also stretched out, she stroked the snowdrift on the side, and a cold feeling immediately invaded her fingertips.

He Beichen didn't care about it so much, on the contrary, he looked interested, and the young man stretched out his slightly immature hand and began to knead the snow ball.

It was something he hadn't done in a long time, and with memories of his youth, it seemed like it was a long time ago.

At that time, He Beichen was still an innocent child, and he had parents who loved him. At that time, his mother was not so strict with him, and his academic burden was not so heavy.

Now that I think about it, I was happy when I was young. He used to play in the snow without a heart or lungs, but that was a long time ago.

At that time, he was really a happy and happy child. He rarely cries, but he doesn't know what forbearance is. But now, he really doesn't understand what happiness is.

More often than not, he prefers to curl himself up in the quilt, and if he cries, he can also play a role in shielding, and it will not be so ugly.

The small universe carefully observed Bei Chen's expression, and the young man's eyes revealed a bit of indescribable innocence. At this time, he is like a child, he can cry and laugh, he has his own emotions for winter, and he doesn't need to hide anything from Xuanfan.

Such He Beichen may be stupid in the eyes of others, but it is so real in front of Yu Fan.

At this time, they are no different, maybe their difference is only in that meaningless report card, in other aspects, they all seem so equal.

The small body hides its own joys and sorrows, but it is silently hidden in the bottom of the heart, which has nothing to do with others, only about oneself, but it is real and touchable.

The two of them sat in the snow like this, their eyes met each other, and they did not say a word, but there was an indescribable tenderness.

At this time, Yu Fan was confident, she thought that she finally understood him, and Bei Chen finally became simple in her heart. He didn't pretend to have an attitude, but made him feel at ease.

The snow fell one after another, and the ground was covered with a layer of white, blinding white. Under the dim street lamp, the two men had no intention of standing up.

Pedestrians on the side of the street walked in a hurry, and not many people would notice them.

I occasionally noticed it, but I also looked disdainful, and maybe I thought it was ridiculous, in the middle of winter, there would be people sitting here playing in the snow, it looked really stupid.

That's right, people in this world are in a hurry every day, and who will notice this inconspicuous snow?

In their eyes, it's just a snowfall. Wouldn't all this seem too insignificant compared to the material world they are chasing?

Bei Chen's cheeks were unprecedentedly relaxed, and the pace of his life suddenly slowed down.

It seems that I have never been more relieved. He is a man who lives in chains, and for him, playing in the snow is enough for him to be happy for a long time.

Of course, the better thing is to have her by his side, to be able to squat here and play in the snow like him, and feel the subtle happiness like when he was a child.

Bei Chen seemed to be very energetic, he looked at the snowdrift on the side, and the corners of his eyes were inadvertently a little quieter. He enjoyed the slow time, which of course was too much of a luxury.

More often than not, he's just a guy living under his mother's watch. He is a puppet, a puppet without feelings.

But only He Beichen knew that he had feelings, but under the pressure of reality, he had to disguise himself as invulnerable, and only in this way would he feel less uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart.

Under the street lamp, the broken hair on the side of her cheeks glowed with gold. The girl's face was a little red and swollen from the cold, but she looked happy.

She smiled knowingly, two small dimples appeared on her face, and even in such a cold and snowy place, Xuan Fan would burst into a hearty laugh. This is a joy for He Beichen.

"This snow is really enjoyable. Like, it's been a long time since it's snowed so much. Bei Chen's voice was very low, he seemed to be talking to Xuan Fan, and he seemed to be muttering to himself.

A thin layer of snow had already fallen on the young man's eyebrows, but he didn't wipe it with his hands, but he looked very interested.

When the night lights on the street came on, a small snowman stood up on the road.

Bei Chen's hands were already red from the cold, but the small universe on the side screamed happily, she had never seen Bei Chen's craftsmanship, and when she saw it for the first time today, she actually had a kind of admiration.

"You've got such a good hand." She looked at him and couldn't help but smile, as if she had seen a gift of her love. "No more. When I was a child, I used to play in piles, but now I don't pile them for a long time, and my hands are raw. He smiled and explained to her.

Xiao Universe looked at the little snowman under Bei Chen's hand, and there was an indescribable excitement, and the girl took out her camera and took a picture.

"I really hope the next snow will come soon." Her white hands had begun to redden, but it did not diminish her interest in photography in the slightest.

"I hope too. However, even if it doesn't snow, it's not a big deal for long. I can feel joy just by walking with you. "Beichen rarely speaks with an open heart like today.

But occasionally talking about what is in your heart doesn't seem to be as difficult as the teenager imagined.