His fingers unconsciously clenched the collar of Chao Youye's cashmere sweater, creating deep wrinkles on the smooth fabric.
Chao Youye felt the hot temperature and slight trembling of the person in her arms, and a low, pleasant vibration came from her chest, like a soothing resonance.
He tightened his arms, holding this little sun that was so sweet that it made him lose control more tightly in his arms, resting his chin lightly on the other's soft head, closing his eyes, and taking a deep, contented breath.
Outside the window, the blizzard was still raging wildly.
The thick snow curtain isolated the entire world, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the laboratory were covered with a thick layer of white frost, leaving only a little blurry and distorted light and shadow through the edges.
The crackling sound of wind and snow hitting the glass is continuous, like a never-ending drumbeat.
Inside the window, however, is a completely different world.
Two cups of hot cocoa stood quietly on the heating plate at the edge of the laboratory table, and the steam had long since stopped coming out.
Chao Youye still maintained that tight hugging posture, his broad chest like the safest harbor, wrapping the person in his arms.
He lay quietly in Chao Youye's arms, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat in the other's chest, feeling the soothing warmth coming through the clothes, dispelling the last trace of weakness brought by the fright and the passionate kiss.
Chao Youye rubbed her chin gently against the top of Mu Xinrong's head, her movements full of intimacy and relaxation.
He tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on the long-neglected copy of Advanced Quantum Mechanics beside the lab table. The dark blue cover looked particularly heavy under the light.
"Don't you want to get the book?" His voice sounded, hoarse and lazy after the lust subsided, like silk warmed by the sun, brushing against Mu Xinrong's ear.
Mu Xinrong moved in his arms, adjusting her posture like a lazy cat, and finally she was willing to lift her face a little from the warm harbor, revealing eyes as clear as if washed by water.
He looked at the book that was high up in the sky, curled his lips, and said in a soft, nasal voice, "It's too high. I can't reach it."
He chuckled softly at Youye, a pleasant vibration in his chest. He unhooked the arm around Mu Xinrong's waist, took a few steps, and walked to the tall bookcase.
His height advantage of nearly 1.87 meters was clearly evident at this moment. He simply raised his hand slightly, and his slender fingers easily crossed the distance that Mu Xinrong had previously been unable to reach even on tiptoe. He precisely grasped the spine of the dark blue hardcover book and pulled it out from the top layer.
The pages of the book made a slight friction sound in the air. He turned around and walked back to Mu Xinrong with the book.
"Here." He handed the book to Youye.
Mu Xinrong did not reach out to take it immediately. His eyes fell on Chao Youye's hand holding the book.
Under the soft light of the laboratory, that bony hand looked like a perfect work of art. At the wrist, a thin, bright red knot peeked out from the cuff of a dark gray cashmere sweater.
That was the safety rope that Mu Xinrong had obtained after waiting in line for a long time in a small temple that was very popular.
When he clumsily tied Chao Youye's belt, although the other party didn't say anything, there seemed to be a hint of imperceptible tenderness in the depths of his eyes.
At this moment, this bright red color appears particularly warm and eye-catching against the backdrop of calm gray cashmere and dark blue book cover.
He raised his eyes, met Chao Youye's deep gaze, and a pure and warm smile appeared on his face. He reached out and took the heavy book. His fingertips accidentally brushed against Chao Youye's slightly cool fingers.
"Thank you." Mu Xinrong said softly, holding the book.
Chao Youye did not respond, but stretched out her arms again and embraced him and the heavy book in her arms again.
This time the hug was less intense and more gentle.
He lowered his head and gently touched Mu Xinrong's smooth forehead with his slightly cool lips, his movements as gentle as a falling snowflake.
Mu Xinrong buried her face in his chest, took a deep breath of the reassuring breath, and tightened her arms around the book.
The wind and snow outside the window seemed to have completely become distant background noise at this moment.
"Switzerland," Chao Youye's deep voice sounded overhead, with a sense of calm and promise afterward, "After the next meeting, we'll go to Interlaken."
Mu Xinrong suddenly raised her head in his arms, her eyes suddenly brightening. "Really? Going to see the snow? Riding one of those little trains with bells?"
"Yeah." Chao Youye looked at his eyes that were instantly lit up, a clear and gentle arc appeared at the corners of her lips, and Mu Xinrong's excited face was reflected in her purple eyes.
"To see the snow." He paused and added, "Take you with me."
A huge joy exploded in Mu Xinrong's heart like fireworks. He forgot that he was still holding a heavy book in his hands, and subconsciously wanted to jump up and cheer, but Chao Youye's arms were tightly wrapped around him.
He could only nod vigorously, with a dazzling smile on his face. He hugged Chao Youye's waist tightly and buried her face in his arms again. His muffled voice was filled with undisguised excitement: "Great! Keep your word!"
Chao Youye felt the person in her arms trembling with excitement and the strength of his embrace, and silently tightened her arms.
He tilted his head slightly, his eyes falling on the two cups of hot cocoa in the corner of the laboratory table, which had long since cooled down and the cream had completely melted, making them a mess.
A thin layer of cocoa butter condensed on the wall of the cup, like solidified tears.
His gaze stayed there for only a moment before he looked away.
The wind and snow roared outside the glass, trying to swallow the whole world. But inside the glass, the small space where they embraced each other became a universe unto itself.
Chao Youye tilted her head slightly, and her warm lips gently touched Mu Xinrong's soft head again, silently leaving a promise.
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