touched Xia Ning's forehead and confirmed that she didn't have a fever or cold before relieving her heart. "Here, have a hot cup of coffee."

"Hmm!" Xia Ning nodded vigorously.

Gu Sishao brewed American black coffee, which was very bitter, but after drinking it in one sip, he could clearly feel the feeling of the hot flow of coffee flowing through his esophagus, and in an instant, the whole person came to the spirit, and at this time, a mellow taste filled the lip cavity. "Wow~ Ke, it turns out that your coffee making skills are so good. Then why did you ask me to make coffee every time I was your secretary in the past, so in comparison, the coffee I brewed was much inferior~"

"Because I'm casting a long line to catch a big fish."

“……”

"Christian just brought me some horse feed, dry firewood, biscuits and coffee beans. I also have a gift for you. ”

"Gifts?"

"I originally wanted to give it to you tomorrow, but I want to give it to you now, and I will send it again tomorrow." After speaking, Gu Sishao got up in a white shirt and walked out, and came back in less than a minute, with a lot of snow falling on his shoulders "Close your eyes." ”

Xia Ning knelt on the sofa with an expectant smile on her face, and after a while, she felt her hand being held by Gu Sishao's cool hand, and then something like a popsicle was put into her hand.

"Can you open your eyes?"

"Hmm."

"Ice roses? So you've been out for so long, and you've been carving this? Xia Ning looked at the lifelike ice carved rose in her hand, and looked at Gu Sishao in amazement, "Ke, how many surprises do you have, I don't know?" ”

"If you like it."

"Horseback riding, ice sculpture, you gave me two unexpected surprises in just a moment." Xia Ning suddenly hugged Gu Sishao, feeling a little excited, "How can there be such an excellent person as you in the world who has been met by me, loves me so much, loves me, and gives me a little surprise from time to time." It's so handsome~ Hehe~ Sometimes I really feel like I saved the universe in my last life! ”

Gu Sishao gently stroked the hair on Xia Ning's back and laughed with her.

Two hours later, Xia Ning had to put the ice roses that were about to melt on the snow outside the house, wrapped in a beige blanket, squatting on the ground, feeling slightly reluctant.

"I originally wanted to make you happy, but it made you sad."

Xia Ning stood up, shook the snow on her body, reached out and hugged Gu Sishao's waist from Gu Sishao's black coat, and kissed his chest with her cheek, "Then you must remember in the future, you have to surprise me more." When I get old, you will accompany me to recall one by one, and every little surprise you gave me in the time we have walked together. ”

"Okay."

"Ke, I'm a little curious, why are most of the gifts you've given me lately being roses? Last Christmas, the sea of bubble flowers you gave me on the stage of the company's celebration was also roses, and this time the ice sculpture flowers are also roses, didn't you say that roses are the most vulgar flowers in the world? I always thought you liked the daisies you gave me in the hospital last time? ”

"Do you know what the flower language of daisies is?"

"What?"

"Love hidden in the bottom of my heart."

“…… So, you've been in love with me for a long time? Xia Ning exclaimed.

"But now, I just want to give you roses, and I want to tell you my love in the most direct flower language!"

After listening to Gu Sishao's words, Xia Ning hugged Gu Sishao harder.

I don't know how long the two of them stood in the snow, until Xia Ning saw the thick snow falling on Gu Sishao's shoulders, and said slowly, "Ke, you say, many years ago, did Mr. Gu also hold Miss Anne to watch the snow fall together?" ”

Gu Sishao stroked Xia Ning's hair, slowly raised his head, and looked at the snow falling from the sky, and the pieces of silky moonlight gently drifted down......

The white moonlight cares for this quiet village~

The firelight in the fireplace illuminated Gu Sishao's side face, the two sat on the carpet by the fireplace, Xia Ning sat in Gu Sishao's arms, and the two opened "The Other Shore" together. The second page of "Once Upon a Time in the Snow".

【First snow.】

It's another first snowfall.

I decided to write down my departed love in pen and ink and put it in my home in Sweden and leave my love in my home.

I wiped the frost curtains with my sleeve and saw the snow outside through the glass window, which was once and again the season of snow that made me meet him.

……

】

Xia Ning leaned on Gu Sishao's arms and whispered, "It turns out that this is the home that Miss Anne admits in her heart." ”

"Keep watching." Gu Sishao said.

"Hmm!"

["Ah! ”

As soon as my feet slipped, I felt like my whole body was going to fall forward, and I thought to myself, hoping that no one would see me.

Suddenly, a force in my waist saved me from the fact that I was embarrassed.

I didn't hold the sheet music in my hand tightly, and a cold wind blew, and page after page of sheet music was scattered all over the place. That's a score that I've been writing for three years and still hasn't finished it, and I cherish it very much.

I hurriedly squatted down and picked up sheet music, one, two, three, four...... My hand stopped at the last sheet of music that fell on the black leather shoe, and the owner of the shoe quickly pulled his foot back, and I immediately picked it up, glad that it had not been trampled on, and looked up at the owner of the leather shoe curiously......

It was the man I had ever seen that fascinated me the most, he was wearing a black suit and standing straight in the snow.

He has a handsome oriental face and a pair of mysterious eyes.

I looked up at her, and for a moment I was distracted, until a snowflake fell into my eyes impartially.

I realized my faux pas, and I relieved the embarrassment with the gesture of soft eyes.

"Thank you." I stood up in my little red cloak, I had just saved me, and I naturally wanted to say thank you.

He didn't speak, and I didn't know what to say, so I turned away with my score in my hand.

These manuscripts are my most precious things, I was born in a scholarly family, my father was an expert in Ming and Qing dynasty architecture, and my mother was a famous Chinese painting painter. My parents have always hoped that I could pass on our classical and pure Chinese things in this foreign country!

Since I moved to the UK at the age of 10, I have gradually fallen in love with the cello here, and I always feel that the slow and heavy sound of the cello seems to tell something......

I secretly wrote this score, hoping to play my own music one day.

"Miss Red, Miss Red! Please wait a moment! ”

I heard the shouts of the strange man behind me, stopped my hurried steps, turned around and looked curiously at the man running over, as if