The night in City B was brighter, with moonlight mixed with falling snowflakes. The surroundings were quiet with only the rustling sound of snow.
As a country bumpkin who had never seen snow, Tong Juan was attracted by the sight of white snow as soon as he lifted the thick door curtain. He was so surprised that his mouth was wide open. He felt a belly full of cold wind and started coughing while holding the door frame.
Pei Siran saw Tong Juan's pretty face wrinkled into a ball, and couldn't help but walk over and pat Tong Juan on the back. Even though he was wearing a thick down jacket, his body was still thin under his palm. Pei Siran reached down and hugged the thin waist hidden under the coat, pretending that nothing had happened and asked naturally: "What's wrong?"
Tong Juan was stunned by Pei Siran's sudden action. He stopped coughing and moved his shoulders, trying to shake off the arm around his waist, but found that Pei Siran was holding him tightly. He couldn't help but turn his head to look over. Pei Siran had a frank face. Tong Juan thought he was overthinking, so he turned his head back.
There were still large snowflakes floating outside. Tong Juan reached out and caught a handful. The crystal petals fell on his hands, icy and cold, and instantly turned into a pool of water.
He stared at his palm for a while, then stretched out his tongue to lick it. The pink tip of his tongue swept around his palm and smacked it, a little disappointed: "It's not sweet."
"Who said snow is sweet?" Pei Siran said helplessly, holding Tong Juan's arm with a little force, "Let's go. You're not sleeping at night and eating snow here. What's wrong with you?"
Tong Juan was pushed forward, muttering to himself that he felt a little strange. It was snowing so heavily, but he didn't feel cold at all.
"I don't feel cold now." Pei Siran also muttered, "Do you think snow is so clean? You're not afraid of having a stomachache when eating it."
Tong Juan pretended not to hear, with a happy silly smile on his face: "Will there be a lot of snow when I wake up tomorrow morning?"
Pei Siran said "hmm".
"Great, I can make a snowman." Tong Juan had already begun to imagine himself galloping across the snow. He no longer felt that the food in the cafeteria was not tasty and that practice was too tiring. Recording this show was simply the best decision he had ever made in his life.
Pei Siran actually found him cute when he saw his inexperienced look. If Tong Juan was replaced by Zhong Yi, he would probably be disgusted to death when he saw Zhong Yi's inexperienced expression in such a cold day.
It looks like the snow will continue to fall overnight, and by tomorrow morning the snow will probably be as thick as my calves. Tong Juan will be so excited when he sees it.
Pei Siran couldn't help but think of a short joke he had seen on Weibo before.
What’s the point of snow? Only southerners who see snow are interested.
It seems to be true.
…
The next morning, the trainees were awakened by the familiar speech ringtone. With the experience of the previous day, Pei Siran was able to sit quietly on the bed and skillfully take out his earplugs after being awakened, and was not affected by his bad mood at all.
Tong Juan climbed out of bed first to wash up. While Pei Siran was washing up, Tong Juan squatted beside the suitcase and looked through something. He bought a pair of gloves before coming here, but he didn't expect to use them so soon.
Pei Siran just came out of the bathroom and saw Tong Juan who was fully armed. He paused while wiping his face and asked, "Aren't you hot?"
Tong Juan was sweating, but he endured it all silently in order to look in the full-length mirror. When he heard Pei Siran's voice, he turned around and raised his hands to show him, "Do my gloves look good?"
There are no special styles of gloves for boys. They are either gray or black. Tong Juan bought the gray ones, which look ordinary and have no special features at all.
Pei Siran hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yeah, it looks good."
Tong Juan was very satisfied and bent down to put on his shoes. "Then change your clothes quickly. I'll wait for you downstairs."
Just as Pei Siran thought, the snow outside the dormitory was very thick, like stepping on cotton.
Tong Juan patted the snow on the steps, made some space for it, and sat down, preparing to make two small snowballs into a snowman and place it at the entrance of the building as a door god.
Unfortunately, the snow was too loose, and he couldn't rub it into a ball of the right size for a long time, until he heard familiar footsteps behind him.
"What are you doing sitting here?" Pei Siran looked down at the small pile of Tong Juan sitting on the ground, then looked at the snowball in his hand that was not even as big as his hand, and didn't know what to say for a moment, "Is this the snowman you made?"
Tong Juan sighed, clasped his hands together, and all the snow in his palms fell down, and when the wind blew, it melted together with the snow on the ground.
"Juanjuan, you can't do this. Come, I'll teach you how to make a snowman." Zhong Yi squeezed over from behind and was stopped by Pei Siran.
Pei Siran stretched out his arm, revealing the watch on his wrist. "Look at the time. Why don't you go out to eat and build a snowman here? Even though the food in the cafeteria tastes bad, you can't not eat it."
Tong Juan stood up, patted his butt, and looked at Zhong Yi with a little more expectation: "Then let's come back after lunch."
Zhong Yi glanced at Pei Siran next to him and nodded: "Okay!"
Because he had a goal, Tong Juan was very happy the whole morning. Even his lunch was different. He, who used to feel full after eating a little, actually finished the whole bowl of rice, saying that "I'll eat more so I can build a snowman later."
The three northerners nearby were stunned: this might be the obsession of people who have never seen snow towards snow.
The heavy snow blocked the road, and the station girls were also stopped. Lulu and Youyou didn't arrive until almost noon. After finishing their meal and fixing the machine, they saw the trainees walking to the cafeteria one after another. After waiting for a while, Tong Juan and a few others came out of the cafeteria, but did not go back to the practice room, but went to the back of the building instead.
Lulu and Youyou looked at each other and immediately realized something was wrong. Why was Tong Juan pulling Zhong Yi's sleeve? Why did Pei Siran and Chu Fangan behind him have such strange expressions?
The two men decisively picked up their equipment and followed.
Tong Juan was still thinking about Zhong Yi's plan to teach him how to make a snowman, so he kept pulling at Zhong Yi's sleeve all the way until they reached the back of the building.
There is a medium-sized open space behind the teaching building, which is very suitable for outdoor activities such as making snowmen and having snowball fights.
Zhong Yi looked up at the sun today and shook his head: "The sun is too strong today. I guess the snowman you made will melt after we finish practicing."
Tong Juan looked up at the sky, and when he heard Zhong Yi's words, he immediately lowered his head to look at him: "Ah? What should I do then?"
"Have you ever played snowball fight?" Zhong Yi tilted his head, "Let me teach you how to play snowball fight."
Snowball fight?
Tong Juan pursed his lips and said, "Okay then."
Anyway, as long as he can play in the snow, it's fine. It was his first time seeing snow, and he wanted to set up a tent in the snow and sleep with it.
"Do I need to be taught how to play snowball fights?"
Pei Siran was amused. He bent down, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, clenched it, and threw it at the back of Zhong Yi's head, hitting him accurately.
The snowball shattered the moment it hit Zhong Yi's head, and snowflakes scattered everywhere. Many of them penetrated into his clothes through the collar, making him bone-chilled.
"Pei Siran, are you looking for death?"
Zhong Yi immediately began to counterattack.
Tong Juan was a little confused when he saw the two of them having so much fun. What about the promise... that he would teach him how to play snowball fights?
However, this kind of thing does not require step-by-step instruction. Tong Juan squatted down, grabbed a handful of snow in his hand, rolled it again and again, and finally made a round snowball.
The snowball was a bit heavy. Tong Juan weighed it a few times in his hand, then rested his chin on his other hand, trying to figure out who to give the snowball to.
Pei Siran's big white teeth gleamed in the sunlight and snow, very conspicuous. Tong Juan stood up, stretched his wrist, and threw a straight ball, which hit Pei Siran's forehead head-on.
Pei Siran was stunned, as if he had not expected Tong Juan to be so brave. After a few seconds, he reacted, looked at Tong Juan who was laughing with his hands on his hips, and bent down to prepare to retaliate against him.
Tong Juan had expected Pei Siran to throw it back, so when he saw him bending down, he immediately turned around and tried to run. However, he underestimated Pei Siran's skill in snowball fights and was hit on the back of the head.
In fact, it didn't hurt at all. After Tong Juan was hit, he took advantage of the situation and fell down, which scared the other three people.
Pei Siran thought he had hit too hard and ran to Tong Juan, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
Tong Juan covered the back of his head and said nothing.
Pei Siran reached out his hand to help Tong Juan up, but was grabbed by Tong Juan as soon as he stretched out his hand. Tong Juan didn't know where he got the strength from, but he dragged Pei Siran to the ground, then climbed up and shoveled the snow around him with his hands to bury Pei Siran.
"Tong Juan!!!" Pei Siran roared while lying on the ground.
He really thought that he had caused trouble by being hit by a snowball, but he didn't expect that Tong Juan would learn bad habits and start to trick him. When he got up, he would make sure that Tong Juan could experience what a real snowball fight was like, and it would be impossible for him not to kneel down and call him daddy.
Tong Juan saw Pei Siran getting ready to get up, and immediately shouted, "Zhong Yi! Chu Fangan! Come quickly!"
Zhong Yi immediately grabbed Chu Fangan and beat Pei Siran severely.
Pei Siran: Okay, very good, you three are done for today.
…
There is a new leak in the "one sixth" super topic, which is a video. It looks fresh because it was shot in the snow.
There were only four figures in the vast expanse of white, throwing snowballs back and forth. They must be really having fun, as the four of them were quarreling like forty people.
[So happy???]
[Can snowball fights be so fun? ? ]
[Is it my fault? I actually feel that Tong Juan and Pei Siran have a good CP feeling when they are playing together...]
[Is Pei Siran a giant? When the two of them walked together later, I didn’t notice that there was Tong Juan beside them]
[This body shape is bad, it’s so bad…]
[Ah, Tong Juan is indeed my lovely wife, ascend to heaven]
[I actually think their CP is kind of sweet, what should I do]
[Ahhh finally someone noticed this couple, the combination of the cool guy and the sweetheart is so awesome]
[Tong Juan is really a fishing type, he even knows how to trick Pei Siran]
[The super topic has been established, come and join us! ]
"No fighting outside!"
A horn sounded from somewhere.
"No fighting outside!"
"No fighting outside!"
Seeing that the four little men on the ground were not moved at all, Trumpet criticized them by name: "Pei Siran, Tong Juan, I'm talking about you!"
"Chu Fangan, Zhong Yi, and you two!"
The four people who were making a fuss were stunned by the yelling.
Tong Juan was lying on Zhong Yi's back with Chu Fang'an on his shoulders. When he heard the staff's shouts, he looked up blankly.
The windows of the offices on the top floor had been opened at some point, and the assistant director was leaning against the window looking down. Although it was impossible to see his expression clearly, Tong Juan could guess that he was not in a good mood.
"Hurry up, you four! You're still going crazy outside in such a cold day. What if you catch a cold?" The assistant director was anxious and tired. He was clearly here to work and earn money, but he always felt like he was taking care of children.
Chu Fangan climbed up from Tong Juan and grabbed Tong Juan, who was so crazy that he had no strength left.
Boys’ happiness seems to be so simple, rolling around in the snow together for a few rounds, as if they have known each other for eight hundred years.
Zhong Yi bravely got up from the ground, rubbed his waist, and complained to Tong Juan in an exaggerated manner: "Juanjuan, you are too fat, you almost broke my waist."
Pei Siran was pressed at the bottom as a meat cushion, and felt as if his internal organs had shifted. Hearing Zhong Yi's complaints, he rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "How dare you say that? I'm almost being pressed into a meat pie. Are you that heavy, a pig?"
Zhong Yi felt very aggrieved: "We were obviously together with three people, why did you only talk about me?"
"If I don't say you're the fattest, who else can I say?" Pei Siran was lying on the ground, looking at the white sky. He suddenly remembered how Wen Yu showed off in front of him yesterday, and wanted to jump up from the ground like Wen Yu did. But he couldn't recover from the disturbance caused by the three people.
Tong Juan saw Pei Siran lying there unable to get up, so he walked over to check on him, "What's wrong? Is he crushed?"
Pei Siran hesitated for a few seconds between pretending to be cool and pretending to be weak, and stretched out his hand to Tong Juan, "Oh, I have no strength left, Juanjuan, please pull me up."
Tong Juan was stunned for a moment. This seemed to be the first time Pei Siran called him by this name. Everyone around him called him that, even Wen Yu, who had just met him for the first time, called him that. He had long been accustomed to it, but at this moment, hearing these two words coming out of Pei Siran's mouth, it sounded strange.
It felt like there were hooks that made the joints between his bones itch. Tong Juan shook his shoulders, reached out to grab Pei Siran's arm and tried to pull him up, but failed. Tong Juan had to stretch out both hands.
Pei Siran let out an "Ouch" like an old man and got up from the ground.
The assistant director was still watching from above: "Hurry up and go back to practice! If you don't go back now, there will be no food for you in the cafeteria tonight!"
Upon hearing this, the four of them immediately slipped into the building. Before Tong Juan could react, Zhong Yi pulled him away and ran. In the blink of an eye, the assistant director found that the downstairs was empty and there was no one there.
Although Lulu and Youyou recorded the video, they did not post it on Weibo. Chu Fangan and Zhong Yi's faces were exposed too much in the video, so it was better not to leak the information in advance.
After returning to the practice room, Tong Juan was questioned by others.
Wen Yu put his hands on his hips and said, "Why didn't you take me with you when you had a snowball fight?"
Tong Juan's expression was a little stiff, with a hint of embarrassment after being caught, "You all know this?"
"The speakers were so loud, how could they not know?" Pu Hezhou sighed, "It's just a pity that the production team left before we could even start playing."
After the assistant director said that, which trainee would dare to go play snowball fight?
Tong Juan pondered for a few seconds, and in order to comfort the wounded hearts of the group of people, he said against his conscience: "Actually, it's not that fun."
Pei Siran raised his eyebrows after hearing this and said faintly: "You were obviously smiling happily on me."
Tong Juan: “…”
Others: “???”
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