Mingyou smiled, just looked at Mu Kuyan, stared seriously and persistently at the sleeves, the snowflakes that fell, and then slowly melted away and disappeared.

When he saw that there were a lot of snowflakes on Mu Kuyan's knitted hat, Mingyou reached out and gently patted the snowflakes off the hat on Mu Kuyan's head.

Probably because the girl has been persisting for too long, she hasn't seen the picture she wants, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes have gradually become depressed.

She stomped her feet and said to Mingyou in a playful tone: "Brother, no matter how I look at it, I can't see the hexagonal snowflakes like in the picture." ”

Ming Youqian smiled and asked her, "Do you really want to see it that much?" ”

Mu Kuyan chick nodded like pecking rice: "I want to see, brother, can you help me pick it up?" ”

"Pick up, I won't ......"

Mu Kuyan's eyebrows slowly wrinkled, and his dark eyes stared at Mingyu.

In the next sentence, I only heard Mingyou say: "But I can let you see and see clearly." ”

Hearing Mingyou say this, Mu Kuyan's frowning eyebrows slowly unfolded.

"Is what my brother said true?" She asked.

"Come with me."

Mingyou turned around and walked forward.

He was looking for a piece of snow with a flat snowfall.

In just half a minute, Mingyou walked to a flat snow field and stood.

He turned around and said to Mu Kuyan, "Girl, you watch." ”

Mu Kuyan stared at Ming Yu curiously.

I saw that Mingyou squatted down, took off his leather gloves, and drew something with his fingers on the flat snow.

Mu Kuyan was standing in the back, so he couldn't see it very clearly.

But even if he couldn't see clearly, Mu Kuyan knew that Mingyou might be ...... What to draw.

Mingyou can draw quickly, but in order to paint more delicately and better, he deliberately paints slowly one stroke at a time, striving to paint vividly, and the girl can like it more.

It's just that when I draw it slowly like this, those slender fingers, in contact with ice and snow for a long time, will soon be frozen red by the cold wind and blood.

Mu Kuyan didn't notice Mingyou's hand, she stepped forward and looked down.

In just a few minutes, there was an extra delicate snowflake on the originally flat snow.

"Brother......

Mu Kuyan looked at the snowflakes on the snow, and then looked at Mingyu, and the hot breath from his mouth dissipated.

After Mingyou finished painting, he stood up and motioned to Mu Kuyan, "Girl, is this the snowflake you want to see?" ”

Mu Kuyan took a few steps forward and stood next to the snowflake painted by Ming You.

"Yes. I...... Really like it. "It's the kind of love that I like to the core.

What her brother gave her will always be a rare and precious thing in this world.

"It's good to like it, now, I'll take a picture of you and leave it as a souvenir, if you don't take a picture, the 'snowflake' will soon be covered by the 'snowflake'."

It's still early.

Tonight is bound to be another heavy snowfall.

Therefore, the snowflake drawn by Mingyou will definitely be covered by heavy snow.

Mu Kuyan bent his eyelashes with a smile and nodded at Mingyou, "Okay, then take a picture." ”

When Mingyou took out his mobile phone, clicked on the phone, clicked on the camera, and aimed at Mu Kuyan, suddenly, Mu Kuyan didn't know what he saw, his face was stunned, and he quickly rushed forward.

She grabbed Mingyou's hand holding the phone, "Brother, your hand ......" was cold and piercing, and even a little stiff.

Mu Kuyan guessed that the blood on his hand should be about to coagulate......

Mingyou reacted and hurriedly withdrew his hand: "It's okay, go over quickly, otherwise the snowflakes will be covered." ”

Mu Kuyan didn't listen, and reached out to grab Mingyou's hand, and then carefully held it in his palm.

She rubbed her hands and sighed, hoping to make her brother's hand warm up as soon as possible.

This time, Mingyou didn't wave his hand again.

Instead, he just looked at Mu Kuyan and warmed his hands in distress.

Looking at it, he suddenly asked: "Girl, Christmas is coming." ”

"Huh?" Mu Kuyan sighed while looking at Mingyou in puzzlement.

Without waiting for Mingyou to say more, Mu Kuyan asked first: "My brother suddenly mentioned Christmas, did he want to give me a Christmas gift at Christmas?" ”

Mingyou's eyebrows slowly furrowed, and he didn't answer.

"Brother, on Christmas Day, whatever you give me, I like it, and I like it very, very much."

"You ......," Mingyu paused.

In the end, I still didn't ask.

Did the little girl do it on purpose, or did she really not remember?

Christmas, but it's her birthday.