with snow

"What are we going to do next?" Fu Xingchuan asked Lin Luo.

She remained silent, looking at Fu Xingchuan's back. Wen Zenian replied, "Let's go to the movies. Will Mr. Fu join us?"

"Okay!" Seeing him raise the corner of his mouth from the side, Lin Luo felt deflated.

Entering the cinema, Lin Qiao saw that the only movie showing was a horror film that looked interesting. She said, "Why not buy tickets for this one?"

Wen Zenian had no objection. Lin Luo looked at Fu Xingchuan, who also nodded, "Okay."

While waiting for ticket checking, Fu Xingchuan went aside to deal with company matters, while Lin Luo and Wen Zenian were chatting.

The movie they were going to watch was about a girl who turned into a ghost because of love.

Wen Zenian asked her, "Do you think it's worth it just because of love?"

"Of course it's worth it," Lin Luo said without hesitation. "What has sustained us all this way is undoubtedly love. The power woven into family, love, and friendship shouldn't be underestimated. Perhaps for the heroine, the power of love underpins her entire life."

"I still don't seem to understand what love is after all."

"Well... love is the excitement and happiness, it is sharing and talking, it is wanting you to be by my side after the fireworks have ended, it is me remembering all your preferences and knowing all your past, it is us understanding each other without reservation, it is the hand that wants to touch but then pulls back." Lin Luo said calmly.

She suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, "If Ruan Ye heard what I just said, he would probably say it was hypocritical literature."

"Ruan Ye, your friend?" Wen Zenian asked.

"My brother-in-law."

Fu Xingchuan had just returned from a phone call and heard everything that was said.

The movie started checking tickets. Lin Luo went into the screening room and found a seat. She sat in the middle, Fu Xingchuan sat on her left, and Wen Zenian sat on her right.

A few minutes before leaving, Wen Zenian received a message that he had to go back to the institute to finish his work. Before leaving, he expressed his gratitude to Lin Luo for today.

"You're welcome. Let's get together next time I come to Jinghe."

"Um."

After he left, a bloody human eye suddenly appeared on the big screen. Lin Luo glanced at Fu Xingchuan. This was their first time watching a movie together. She held out her arm to him, "I'll lend it to you. If you're scared, you can hold on to me."

Fu Xingchuan nodded, and Lin Luo looked at the big screen again. At some point, the full image of a ghost flashed across the screen. Most of the girls around her hid in the arms of the boys next to them. Lin Luo sat upright, but Fu Xingchuan grabbed her hand, slid it down her arm, and held her fingers tightly, and half of his body moved closer.

Is it that scary?

"They are all fake, don't be afraid." She said softly.

The entire theater was pitch black, and from time to time, someone couldn't help but scream. Lin Luo's adrenaline was soaring, but it wasn't because of the horror movie at all, but because the person next to him was so scared that he kept coming closer.

With her hands tightly held by him, Lin Luo could smell the sweet fragrance of osmanthus, as if she was slightly tipsy in a bar.

The film ended and the lights came on. Seeing that Fu Xingchuan still seemed to be in shock, Lin Qi sarcastically said, "I can't believe that the famous Mr. Fu is afraid of ghosts."

Fu Xingchuan's slightly hoarse voice trembled slightly, "Sit for a while."

Not really! The plot of this movie is very complete and first-rate, but objectively speaking, the horror level can only be barely rated three stars. However, Lin Lu did not move, giving him enough time to calm down.

The next match was about to begin, and Lin asked him, "Is that enough? We have to go."

Fu Xingchuan lowered his eyes and head, and Lin Luo led him out as if he were leading a pitiful puppy.

Their hands were so hot and sweaty from holding each other, Lin Luo wanted to let go, but Fu Xingchuan had a blank expression and refused to let go.

"Are we going back to the hotel?" she asked.

Fu Xingchuan: "Let's finish the rest of the route."

Lin Xiao: "Then let go first."

"My legs are weak, can't you hold my hand?" Fu Xingchuan blinked.

The sweet scent of osmanthus flowers made Lin Luo a little intoxicated. She blushed and fanned herself with her hands. "Okay, just treat it as a dog walk."

Lin Luo led him the rest of the way.

They went to Tongxiang, where the red walls were mottled, the stone paths were narrow, and the sky was clear blue. Lin Qiao pointed to one of the plane trees in a row and said to Fu Xingchuan, "Does this tree look like the one in Changlin Lane? Now all the leaves have fallen and it's hard to tell."

Fu Xingchuan looked up. Before he could speak, Lin Qi added, "It's a pity there's no sun today. In the past few years, I loved coming here for walks. The warm sunshine would calm my heart."

An elderly couple walked by hand in hand. Fu Xingchuan pulled Lin Luo aside to make way for them. He looked at the white-haired old people supporting each other, and a picture of him and Lin Luo staying together until old age emerged in his mind.

Some tourists were taking photos and asked, "What's so good about this dead tree?"

“I once heard that a dead tree sees the signs of spring earlier than others.”

When Lin Luo heard this, she looked over and the camera changed direction.

Walking along Yisi Road, Lin said, "There's a horse farm at the end of the road. I used to come there twice a month with my dad."

A motorcycle passed by, picking up the cold wind. Lin Qiao said to Fu Xingchuan, "Brother and sister-in-law haven't returned to Jinghe yet? If we weren't going back to Nan'an tonight, I really want to go to the racetrack."

Fu Xingchuan saw that the tip of her nose seemed to be red from the cold, "Are you cold?"

Lin Luo shook her head, "It's not cold."

Finally, they arrived at the flower shop. Lin Qi told Fu Xingchuan, "This is Professor Yin's flower shop. I like to sit on the second floor and read in my free time. From the balcony, you can see planes passing by. It used to be a cafe, very close to Peking University. Have you been here before?"

"I don't remember," he said.

The blue of the sky was getting deeper and deeper. It was getting late. Their plane back to Nan'an would take off in a few hours. They probably wouldn't be able to see snow this time.

Lin Luo stood under the eaves of the Fu Group building. Fu Xingchuan went in to get something, and Lin Luo waited for him. After completing the routes she had just taken, she suddenly thought of Du Yunyan, so she took out her phone and called her on video.

The call was connected after a while, and Tang Muchen's face appeared on the screen, calling her "sister" with a smile.

Lin Qi asked, "Why are you at home? Don't you have to go to evening self-study?"

Tang Muchen: "Today is Saturday, why are you going to evening self-study?"

Lin Xiao: "Where's Mom?"

Tang Muchen: "Beside, I said I'm too embarrassed to see you."

"What's wrong?" Lin Luo asked in confusion.

"I had a fight with Uncle Lin this morning."

"How can they contact each other?"

"Uncle Lin wanted to retrieve his old QQ password, so he asked Mom if she knew the answer to the original question."

"Then what?"

"Then I don't know how we started arguing." Tang Muchen said sarcastically, "Uncle Lin won the argument this time."

"Did he say anything unpleasant?" Lin Luo felt a little uneasy.

"He said that it was because your grandmother told you that your mother would get married in the future and people would mind if she had a child, so she asked you not to follow her."

Lin Luo couldn't remember what happened. She shouted nonchalantly, "Mom, now you know how much I love you! I'm going back to Nan'an tomorrow and I want to eat the food you cook..."

Before Lin Luo finished speaking, Du Yunyan appeared on the screen, her eyes crinkling with laughter. "Okay, Mom will make you a big meal tomorrow. I'll make all the dishes you like."

"good."

Lin Luo asked about Tang Muchen's studies again, then hung up the phone. The surroundings fell silent. Lin Luo lowered her head to look at her phone when she heard footsteps approaching her.

She knew it was Fu Xingchuan.

A clear and melodious voice reached my ears, "Lin Xiao."

"Yeah." She turned off the phone. A snowflake fell on the black screen and melted into water. She was about to look up when Fu Xingchuan's voice continued to come.

“It’s snowing.”

She looked up and saw the sky turning from blue to black. Snow was falling gently and lightly. The whole world was silent as if the mute button was pressed.

Lin Luo was about to blurt out "I like you" when Fu Xingchuan spoke again, "Love me too!"

Lin Xi swallowed her words and stared at him blankly.

Fu Xingchuan said seriously: "I love you!"

Her pupils dilated slightly, and her brain seemed to be covered with snow, blank.

Lin Luo's limbs began to move involuntarily. He left the eaves and did not notice that his hands and feet were in sync.

The snow began to fall heavily, fluttering in the air like feathers. Fu Xingchuan said nothing, but quickly pulled out a black umbrella from the self-service umbrella stand at the company's entrance and held it over Lin Luo's head.

He followed her silently. The cold wind blew snowflakes diagonally into the umbrella and onto Lin Luo, sobering her up a bit. Fu Xingchuan noticed this and tilted the umbrella forty-five degrees, not caring at all that his shoulders were covered in snow.

Lin Luo stopped, stood still and straightened the umbrella handle with her hand. She turned sideways. Fu Xingchuan's palms were sweating. He swallowed and waited nervously for her verdict.

"Do you know what love is?" she asked.

"Love begins when one's impression of a person begins to become poetic. It is the sinking of free consciousness, the longing for someone day and night, the lack of clarity, and the heartache."

"I... I don't want to be your playmate on a whim, I don't want you to hide anything from me, and I don't want to be anyone's substitute. I may not mind your past, but I hope you can love me wholeheartedly in the future." The words that Lin Luo said turned into mist and drifted in the air. It was freezing cold, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red from the cold.

After a few seconds' pause, she continued, "If you can do all these, then let's try to love each other!"

The black umbrella was loaded with snow and was very heavy. Fu Xingchuan used a little more force to hold the umbrella. He agreed in a low voice, "Okay..."

Before he could finish his words, Lin Luo stood on tiptoe and kissed Fu Xingchuan on the lips. He lost control of the umbrella and fell to the ground, but neither of them cared about the umbrella.

Lin Luo hugged his neck, and Fu Xingchuan lowered his head to respond to her kiss, with his hands around her waist.

The kiss was full of tenderness. Fu Xingchuan rubbed her lips carefully. They were so unfamiliar with each other that it seemed like their first kiss. Lin Luo couldn't help but smile.

A frown appeared on Fu Xingchuan's face. He raised his eyebrows and asked her, "What are you laughing at?"

Lin Luo's eyes sparkled as she looked at him, "There's snow all over our heads. We really look like an old man and an old woman."

"Is it cold?"

"It's so cold!" Lin Luo's voice unconsciously became thinner.

Fu Xingchuan gently brushed the snow off her head. Lin Luo attentively reached out to brush the snow off his head and said sweetly, "Let me help you."

Fu Xingchuan felt like he was melting before the snow, but the next second, Lin Luo's hands pressed against his neck. The sudden chill sent a chill through him. Fu Xingchuan pulled her hands away and said with a smile, "Lin Luo, you're murdering your own husband!"

She raised her eyebrows and said, "Fu Xingchuan, I see through you. You are not a good boy at all. You are not a dog, but a wolf, and a cunning wolf at that."

Fu Xingchuan frowned, not understanding how she saw through him and tried to get away with it, but Lin Luo didn't give him the chance and showed him the chat history with Xiang Cheng.

Actually, she had just finished a phone call with Du Yunyan. She accidentally clicked on her Moments and saw a picture of Xiang Cheng watching a horror movie in a private theater. The caption read, "It's actually a bit lonely to watch it alone. This is the sadness of being single!"

Someone commented, "Isn't Brother Chuan with you?"

He replied: [No, I went to accompany my sister-in-law.]

Lin Qi became suspicious and immediately sent a private message to Xiang Cheng: [Isn’t Fu Xingchuan afraid of ghosts?]

CC: [Sister-in-law, you must be mistaken! Every time I go to the UK, I watch horror movies with Fu Xingchuan. How could he be afraid?]

So when he was in England, he was no longer afraid of ghosts, and Lin Luo was deceived by him again.

Having been exposed by Lin Qi, Fu Xingchuan was too lazy to pretend anymore. Afraid that Lin Qi would catch a cold, he picked up his umbrella to shield her from the snow, a wicked smile on his face. "If I were a wolf, I swear to you, I will never eat you."

"If you are a wolf, I am not a rabbit, but a tiger. Before you eat me, I will eat you first." Lin Luo looked at him and said seriously, as if she was serious.

Fu Xingchuan pursed his lips and was forced to be obedient.

Seeing that his attitude was quite sincere, Lin Luo let him go and walked towards the hotel. Fu Xingchuan quickly caught up with her and put his arm around her shoulders. "Lin Luo, sleep with me tonight! Otherwise, I will have a nightmare."

"No way!"