Chapter 493 Secret Love 33

Shen Jingmo's hands were red from the cold wind. If he stayed in low temperatures for a long time, he would get frostbite.

"There's a bookstore up ahead. It shouldn't be closed yet. Let's go for a walk." Song Zhiyuan stepped on the soft snow, fully armed with a hat and scarf to prevent the cold wind from blowing back through his collar.

The two young men nodded in agreement to Song Zhiyuan's proposal.

There is a large bookstore near their school. In addition to selling study materials and extracurricular books, it also has a separate area selling groceries and drinks.

It is close to the school, so there is no need to worry about the flow of visitors.

As I opened the door, a warm breath instantly hit me.

It was still snowing outside. The three of them stood at the door and brushed the snow off each other before entering the store.

With only the third year of high school still in school, the bookstore seemed a bit deserted, with the clerk sitting at the counter and showing a movie outside.

Song Zhiyuan skillfully walked to the front shelf of the grocery store and selected two pairs of gloves. She tossed one of the black gloves to Shen Jingmo and said, "Frostbite on your hands will affect your test."

Shen Jingmo's grip on the glove suddenly tightened. Song Zhiwei thought Shen Jingmo would refuse, so he quickly put his arm around his shoulders and said, "My sister is right."

"Thank you, Sister Song."

"Give us three cups of hot chocolate."

"Hot chocolate needs to be made fresh, it takes five minutes."

"good."

The waiter put down his phone and went into the kitchen.

The three of them stood by the window waiting, looking at the bustling crowds on the street outside.

The snow continues to fall.

I didn’t expect it to snow so heavily in Linjiang.

Soon the waiter brought out three cups of hot chocolate from the kitchen.

The three of them each held a cup and drank in small sips.

After drinking a small cup of hot chocolate, my body quickly warmed up.

It's time for the three of them to go home.

Song Zhiwei and Shen Jingmo pushed the bicycles skillfully.

Song Zhiyuan was worried about Song Zhiwei, so she asked Chen Jingmo to drive her to and from school every time.

Not long after walking out of the store, Song Zhiwei put his legs on the bicycle. After pedaling for two steps, the wheel slipped on the snow. Song Zhiwei was not paying attention and fell out.

People and vehicles were lying on the ground.

Fortunately, I was wearing warm clothes in winter, so I didn’t get hurt.

However, it attracted a lot of onlookers.

Shen Jingmo, who helped Song Zhiyuan to sit on the back seat and had not yet gotten in the car, saw this scene and was so scared that he stopped half-raising his leg.

It’s no big deal if he falls, but Sister Song must not be knocked down.

Under the gazes of the crowd, Song Zhiwei awkwardly got up from the ground and said, "The road is too slippery, everyone please be careful."

Song Zhiyuan jumped out of the car instantly and said, "Let's walk back."

"Sister Song, you can sit in the car and I'll push you." Chen Jingmo waited quietly for Song Zhiyuan to get in the car.

"It's okay, just move around to warm up."

"But the shoes Sister Song is wearing are not suitable. It's easy to slip when walking on the snow." Shen Jingmo carefully noticed the sneakers Song Zhiyuan was wearing.

Song Zhiyuan didn't expect it to snow today. It was okay to just wear a pair of sneakers and take a few shallow steps in the snow, but if he walked for a long time, the accumulated snow would inevitably flow back into his shoes.

Just when Song Zhiyuan was hesitant, Song Zhiwei suddenly said, "Sister, if you feel bad, you can help Shen Jingmo prepare two more sets of test questions."

Song Zhiyuan was supported by Song Zhiwei and sat in the back seat of Shen Jingmo's car.

Shen Jingmo's rear seat has been specially improved with soft padding added to it so that your butt won't feel uncomfortable when you sit on it.

Going further ahead was untouched snow, which would hinder pushing the bicycle. Shen Jingmo and Song Zhiwei walked in front against the wind and snow, while Song Zhiyuan sat behind.

Seeing that Shen Jingmo was gradually exerting more strength, Song Zhiyuan held onto the seat and pretended to get off, "Or I'll get off."

"Sister Song is fine, just sit down." Shen Jingmo looked back and continued forward against the wind and snow.

It takes 30 minutes to walk from their community to the school. By the time they got home, the shoes of the two teenagers were wet.

There is no floor heating or central heating in Linjiang, and it will be cold for a while in winter. Almost every household in the villa area where they live has a fireplace installed.

Before returning, Song Zhiyuan called the nanny in advance and asked her to light the fireplace in advance.

When I opened the door, the room was already warm.

Song Zhiyuan casually threw his schoolbag on the sofa and draped his wet cape on the balcony. "You two go change your shoes and warm your feet first. I'll ask Auntie to make two bowls of ginger soup."

"Jing Mo, are your parents coming back today?"

Chen Jingmo's parents rarely go home during this period, leaving Chen Jingmo alone at home, with a nanny occasionally coming to clean the house.

Under Song Zhiyuan's gaze, Shen Jingmo shook his head and said coldly, "I won't come back."

Although Song Zhiyuan and Song Zhiwei's parents are often busy with work and have no time to go home, he prefers the family atmosphere of Song Zhiwei's family. Their parents almost never quarrel, call to ask about their children every two days, often send them local specialties from their work, and go home to see their children when they have free time.

Unlike his parents, neither of them even wants to go back to that home.

"It's snowing today and it's especially cold at night. Since your parents are not coming home, you can stay and rest with Xiaowei tonight." Song Zhiyuan said as he walked into the kitchen.

The two of them sat on the lounge chairs and stretched their feet in front of the fireplace. With the help of the burning charcoal, they warmed up in a short while.

In the evening, Chen Jingmo had dinner at Song Zhiwei's house. At the strong request of the brother and sister, Chen Jingmo chose to stay overnight and rest with Song Zhiwei.

The night is quiet, and occasionally you can hear the whistling of the wind outside the window.

The snow has stopped and the ground is covered with snow, which looks silvery white under the moonlight.

Song Zhiwei and Shen Jingmo lay flat on the bed, neither of them fell asleep, "Are you sleepy?"

"Not too sleepy."

Since the holiday, they have not had the habit of going to bed before eleven o'clock.

"Do you want to get up and play a game before going to sleep?" Song Zhiwei had already sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.

Shen Jingmo refused directly, "Forget it, Sister Song is next door, what if I disturb her while she's resting?"

"Then we can be quieter, or just turn the sound off."

"It's no fun to fight like that."

"Too."

The two of them talked back and forth, and finally lay down again and forced themselves to sleep.

The weather was exceptionally sunny after the snow, and the sunlight was even a little dazzling.

The school gave them a day off today. Song Zhiyuan got up late, and when she got up, she didn't see the two young men in the villa.

Hearing some rustling noises outside, he opened the door and saw two teenagers building a huge snowman in the snow. There was a carrot stuck on the snowman's face, and chocolate biscuits replaced his eyes. Song Zhiwei even donated his scarf to the snowman.

After seeing Song Zhiyuan coming out, Song Zhiwei blinked and asked, "Sister, do you look good?"

"Is this what you two have achieved all morning?"

They grew up in Linjiang and have never seen snow.

Song Zhiwei nodded frantically and said proudly, "Of course."

"It looks good." Song Zhiyuan gave a perfunctory compliment and turned back to the room.