Jiang Xiachu suddenly felt even more tired when facing Lu Huaiyan.

When she saw him, she would only think of Sui Sui, who was not yet born.

After finishing his words, Jiang Xiachu said perfunctorily: "Since there is nothing more to say, I will first..."

Before she could utter the word "goodbye", Lu Huaiyan grabbed her wrist.

"Chu Chu, why is your face bandaged? Are you injured?"

It had been a long time since Lu Huaiyan called her by her nickname, so Jiang Xiachu awkwardly pushed his hand away.

In order to get a better look at her situation, the man leaned closer.

They were so close that their breathing was almost entangled.

"I'm fine, let me go first!"

Jiang Xiachu was really angry, and his fair face instantly turned red with anger.

Lu Huaiyan was helpless: "Chu Chu, you must go to the clinic with me."

As their eyes met, the once familiar sour feeling in Jiang Xiachu's heart began to surge again.

She doesn't know how other people of the opposite sex get along.

Her unhappy childhood and adolescence were almost filled with memories of Lu Huaiyan.

Grandpa Lu asked Lu Huaiyan to take good care of her, and he did it.

Maybe she was too lacking in love, so she misunderstood his kindness to her as love.

Maybe he really treated her as his own sister.

Lu Huaiyan's facial features naturally give him a sense of alienation, so the warmth he rarely shows is a huge contrast.

Just like the look in his eyes at this moment.

"First time?"

Jiang Xiachu looked up and looked into Lu Huaiyan's eyes, as if she had returned to many years ago.

It snowed heavily that year, during the winter solstice.

She was still studying, so she walked for two hours from school to come back, wanting to give Jiang Hongyan a surprise.

At that time, Jiang Xiachu's hands were so cold that they were stiff, and the moisture from her breath blurred her eyes.

But outside the door she saw her mother buying a beautiful cotton jacket for He Yiran.

The color was bright and beautiful, Jiang Xiachu still remembers it.

"We are still so pretty, so we should wear nicer clothes. Your sister is ugly, so she can just wear old clothes."

That day, Jiang Xiachu was wearing old clothes that had been discarded by her relatives.

The young girl couldn't control her emotions, and she burst into tears after rushing out.

Unfortunately, I was extremely unlucky and sprained my ankle. In the end, I could only squat against the wall and cry in embarrassment.

The snow was getting heavier, and Jiang Xiachu really had some bad thoughts at that time.

No one cared about her anyway. If she died now, would it make them regret it?

The mother would feel guilty for a moment, wondering if she shouldn’t have neglected her like this.

Just when Jiang Xiachu was feeling more and more uncomfortable and almost frozen all over, a tall figure appeared in front of her.

"Chu Chu, why are you here?"

As a young boy, Lu Huaiyan was handsome and good-looking, and his deep black pupils were the most beautiful dark color among the snow.

When he saw her, his originally calm eyes were tinged with worry.

As the boy spoke, the white mist he exhaled obscured his face in the soft light. For a moment, Jiang Xiachu couldn't tell whether he was hallucinating or was about to die.

The boy in front of her was so handsome that her heart palpitated again.

My heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

Lu Huaiyan took off his gloves without any hesitation.

The gloves that still retained his warmth quickly wrapped up Jiang Xiachu's frozen hands.

She was shivering with cold and could hardly speak clearly.

"Huai...Huai Yan...Brother?"

Lu Huaiyan turned around and ran out quickly, and came back soon with a newly bought scarf.

Jiang Xiachu's originally bald neck was shrunken due to the cold, and he instinctively moved closer to the heat source.

The young man chuckled, feeling distressed and helpless. He tied the scarf around her carefully, then turned around and carried her on his back.

"Come on, I'll take you to the clinic."

Jiang Xiachu could hardly remember what happened afterwards.

She just remembered that she felt very uncomfortable during the infusion, and Lu Huaiyan stayed by her side the whole time.

That day, he was the only one who said one sentence to her -

"Happy winter solstice."

Jiang Xiachu still keeps this scarf very well and she is reluctant to wear it.

To her, it means much more than just a scarf.

It also reflects all the girlish thoughts from her youth.

She truly loved Lu Huaiyan.

I shouldn't have confessed to him.

Jiang Xiachu knew that Lu Huaiyan didn't want to get married so early as he was only thinking about his career and ambitions.

"Why are you distracted? Chuchu, Jiang Xiachu——"

The man waved his slender five fingers in front of Jiang Xiachu's eyes, and she quickly pulled herself away from her memories.

Jiang Xiachu blinked, and all his emotions were hidden in an instant.

"I'm sorry, Brother Huaiyan. It was indeed me who suddenly brought up what happened today."

"But I think this is a good thing for both of us, isn't it?"

The clear eyes of the little girl in front of him should have reflected his figure, but at this moment Lu Huaiyan could see nothing.

What was she calling him?

elder brother?

Lu Huaiyan hadn't heard Jiang Xiachu call him like this for many years.

When did she stop wanting to call him brother and want to be his wife?

The man can now work out how long she has liked him by working backwards.

But Jiang Xiachu didn't give him time to think.

"You don't have to think too much about what happened today. No matter what the reason is, you have no intention of marrying me, right?"

Before Lu Huaiyan could even finish his words, Jiang Xiachu blocked them all.

Obviously he should feel relieved, he had wanted to talk to her like this for a long time.

However, the girl in front of him opened her red lips and called him "brother" with every move.

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