Chapter 486 Extra 3: Brother, Your Hands Are Cold

After making headlines around the world once again, the sixteen-year-old genius girl Shen Baiyu has disappeared again.

At the age of five, he won the title of the world's best child star; at the age of seven, he solved several major international cases and became China's national spokesperson and one of the United Nations spokespersons; at the age of ten, he became the largest shareholder of the Yin Group and successfully made the Yin Group the world's largest business group; at the age of thirteen, he obtained a double degree in medicine and chemistry...

At the age of sixteen, her name once again became known around the world because of the breakthrough success of the inexpensive and effective anti-cancer drug she developed.

However, the protagonist did not appear at the award ceremony.

Because she——

Going out to play.

That little soft ball of milk has unknowingly turned into a graceful young lady.

Even though he was wearing a mask and a hood with bunny ears, passers-by still kept turning their heads.

Xingxing pulled Mo Heng and jogged all the way to the mountaineering base camp. Seeing that there was no one around, he took off his mask.

"Brother Mo Heng, you are amazing!" She exclaimed sincerely, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to get the experimental data so quickly, nor would I have achieved results so quickly!"

She was so beautiful that even though he had seen her since childhood, Mo Heng still didn't dare to look directly at her face, especially her eyes, which were dark and clear, like a thousand stars.

He lowered his head and chuckled: "Xingxing is amazing."

As he spoke, he habitually took the coat that Xingxing had taken off, gently tidied her messy hair, and helped her put on a hat and goggles.

The boy was already a head taller than her. The little bit of baby fat he had originally had had long since disappeared, his cheeks had become angular, his nose was high, and he was pale and thin, yet he seemed to be hiding endless power.

There is a sense of hostility in her deep and beautiful eyes, and only when facing the stars does she show tenderness and caution.

Xingxing had long been accustomed to Mo Heng's actions. She raised her little face and looked at Mo Heng's slender fingertips as he carefully tied her scarf.

There was a scar on her ring finger, which was caused by a cut in the laboratory to protect her. The wound was so deep that the bone was visible. Xingxing was a little scared, but Mo Heng just comforted her softly and said it was okay.

The little girl suddenly thought that those hands were so beautiful.

She felt her heart beat violently, and she felt inexplicably nervous and held her breath unconsciously.

How strange, she thought.

After the scarf was tied, Mo Heng helped her get her equipment.

It was the off-season for mountaineering, and there was no one in the base camp. Both of us had experience, so we didn't ask for a leader, and planned to spend the next three days to reach the summit.

After putting the things in front of Xingxing, Mo Heng suddenly realized that the little girl hadn't spoken for a long time, so he looked up and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he met those sparkling eyes. Mo Heng pinched his fingertips and felt his heartbeat out of control again.

Xingxing was a little inexplicably nervous at first, but when she saw that Mo Heng was also nervous, and even more nervous than her, she suddenly became less nervous and even wanted to be a little more extreme.

"Brother Mo Heng, my hands are cold."

Mo Heng's breath was choked for a moment: "I'll help you find it..."

Xingxing: "Now we need to warm ourselves up."

Mo Heng bit his tongue tightly and said, "Okay."

He walked over, raised his hand, and gently held the little girl's hand in his palm through his sleeve.

I don't know when it started, but the two of them went from holding hands to holding hands through their clothes.

He didn't dare to offend. He cared too much, so he was afraid of seeing the other party's impatience and disgust, even if it was just his own imagination, he could not bear it.

A warm feeling came through her sleeves, and Xingxing felt her heartbeat quicken.

There was a sound of wind outside, and it seemed that the weather had changed, but it was not cold at all in the base camp. Xingxing even felt that she was sweating slightly because of the fire that Mo Heng had lit.

She suddenly said, "It's not warm enough."

At this moment, an idea suddenly popped up in the little girl's mind. She quickly grasped the idea and pulled her hand out of Mo Heng's palm.

The next second, it reached into Mo Heng's sleeve at an extremely fast speed and clasped his fingertips.

Ah, Brother Mo Heng's hands are motionless. Is he shaking?

Xingxing felt her heartbeat getting faster and faster, yet she also felt inexplicably excited.

She was a little afraid to look at Mo Heng's face, but she wanted to see it.

Just as she was hesitating, suddenly, the stiff fingertips in her hand moved, and before she could react, the other party took the initiative and held her fingertips.

In an instant, even the sound of breathing could not be heard in the empty room.

There was only the slight crackling of flames devouring the branches, and the sound of the wind gradually sweeping and spreading outside the house.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man suddenly let go of my hand, took a step back, and whispered in a hoarse voice:

"It seems the weather outside has changed. I'll go out and take a look."

He ran out with big strides, as if he was fleeing in panic.

Xingxing looked up and saw only his tall and slender back and the tips of his red ears.

She pinched her fingers and found that her palms were slightly sweaty.

Taking a deep breath, the little girl looked around, walked to the window, put her hand close to the gap, and let the cold air cool her down.

After a long time, Mo Heng finally came in. It was clearly just a matter of taking a look, but he looked for a long time, until his cheeks were frozen by the blizzard and the cold wind. Then he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and walked in.

"The snowstorm is very severe. We may have to...stay here and wait for the snow to stop. Fortunately, we have enough supplies and a satellite phone. Don't be afraid..."

He didn't dare to look up and tried to comfort her softly, but there was no response for a long time.

Worry overcame his timidity and shyness, and he looked up to see his little girl still standing there, looking at him with bright eyes and a smile, and she held out her hand obediently:

"Brother Mo Heng, your hands are still cold."

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Many years later, Mo Heng still remembers that snowstorm night.

There is nothing more fortunate than having your heart understood by your own God.

Of course he would be with her forever, trusting her for life and death.

The body dies, but the power remains.

Even if she becomes a true god who masters thousands of rules, she will always be the little girl who would smile and say her hands are cold.

The little girl at the top of his heart, the one he is willing to give up everything for and pursue forever.

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