Sun Guixiang carefully helped him pull his clothes up to his shoulders and straightened his collar.
The blue and white cotton jacket, dotted with a white fluffy puppy pattern, instantly wrapped around his slender body.
The short design perfectly outlines his straight waistline, and the fluffy texture not only does not make him look bloated, but strangely makes his figure more handsome.
The adorable puppy pattern is right in front of his heart. Its round white furry nose and drooping ears form a strong, almost demonic contrast with his cold and delicate face.
"Oh! Look! How handsome! How suitable!" She circled around Ye Qingliu and smoothed out a wrinkle with her skinny fingers.
She was tugging at the corner of her clothes, her movements full of pride and appreciation, as if the person standing in front of her was not a boy in cute clothes, but a prince who was about to go on stage to receive an award.
Then she picked up the fluffy white melon-shaped hat.
"Come on, put this on too! Protect your head and don't catch a cold!" Sun Guixiang's voice was unquestionably gentle.
Ye Qingliu looked at the fluffy and soft white cloud, and a very subtle trace of...struggle flashed across his gray-blue eyes.
This hat is... too...
However, Sun Guixiang gently but firmly put the fluffy white hat carefully on his neat and tidy black short hair.
The hat is very soft, thick and warm, and is lined with fine fleece.
The fluffy white fur instantly wrapped around his head, and the slightly darker beige velvet edge of the hat brim just pressed against his smooth and full forehead, making his exposed forehead and eyebrows look even more delicate like jade.
The fluffy texture, combined with his cool temperament, creates a strange, breathtaking sense of purity.
Like an elf on the top of the snowy region, accidentally wearing the warmest cloud in the world.
Sun Guixiang carefully helped him adjust his hat, making sure it covered his ears and part of his forehead.
"It's so beautiful! Just like a fairy walking out of a painting!" Her cloudy eyes were filled with undisguised amazement and pride.
Finally, she picked up the light blue cashmere scarf, no longer winding it around a ball of yarn.
Instead, she very carefully and loosely wrapped it around his long neck twice, tied a Windsor knot, and tidied the two ends, letting them fall on the blue and white puppy coat on his chest.
The light blue scarf is like a clear stream, softly connecting with the blue and white of the cotton jacket, adding a touch of warmth.
At this point, the "dress-up" is completed.
The boy sat quietly by the fire.
A pure blue and white puppy cotton coat, a fluffy and soft white plush hat, and a light blue cashmere scarf.
His facial features, as delicate as those carved from ice and snow, appeared even more three-dimensional and distinct under the brim of the plush hat. His gray-blue eyes were like a frozen lake, calmly reflecting the leaping fire through his silver-rimmed glasses.
The childlike outfit not only did not diminish his cold and noble character, but instead strangely highlighted his aloofness that was beyond his age.
Melted into a purity that was almost divine and a...heart-wrenching, unconscious loveliness.
Sun Guixiang stood aside, her cloudy eyes filled with complete satisfaction and a huge sense of accomplishment, as if she had completed a unique masterpiece.
Her bony fingers brushed a last bit of ash from the brim of his furry hat.
"Okay! It's warm now! Let's go, kids!" Sun Guixiang's voice was full of joy as she picked up the still warm mung bean cake wrapped in blue printed cloth by the stove.
He stuffed it into the pocket of his old cotton-padded jacket, which had been washed so much that it looked white, and then, very naturally and with an unquestionable intimacy, he took Ye Qingliu's hand, which was wearing the same blue woolen gloves.
"Grandma will take you out for some fresh air and to see the snow! We'll also go to Old Liu's and buy a chicken. I'll make you some soup to nourish you tonight!"
Ye Qingliu was held by her warm and rough hands, and his body seemed to stiffen for a moment.
His gray-blue eyes drooped slightly as he looked at his hands wrapped in warm gloves, and then at Sun Guixiang's face which was filled with anticipation and joy.
Finally, wrapped in the hot, clumsy love that almost drowned him, and "sealed" in the blue and white puppy padded coat and white plush hat.
Observer Ye Qingliu, pulled by Sun Guixiang, stood up from the chair very slowly and with a hint of resignation.
The door of the hut was pushed open by Sun Guixiang with a creaky sound.
A cool, pure air, with a unique fragrance after the snow, suddenly rushed in.
Outside the house, the snow had just stopped and the sky and the earth were covered in white.
Sun Guixiang held her "little friend's" slightly cold hand tightly, hunched her back, and took the lead in stepping into the snow-covered world.
Behind her, Ye Qingliu, wearing a blue and white puppy-shaped padded jacket and a fluffy white hat, looked like a snow elf drawn into the mortal world. With a calm gait, softened a bit by his adorable attire, he stepped into the pure snowy light.
Two sets of footprints, one large and one small, deep and shallow, were left on the snow.
One string belongs to a hunchbacked but tough old woman, and the other string belongs to a young man wearing a cute coat and as exquisite as a god's creation.
A cold wind blew, ruffling the fluffy white fur on the brim of his hat and blowing up the end of his light blue scarf.
His gray-blue eyes calmly gazed at the road ahead where Sun Guixiang was leading the way. A thin layer of white mist instantly covered the lenses, blurring his vision, but strangely, it did not go away.
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