Christmas Eve
After completing the military training, Wen Yan's university life began to proceed in an orderly manner.
If Wen Yan had an early morning wake-up call that day, Wen Zhili would drive his sister to school before going to work.
If she didn't get up early, Wen Yan would take the subway to school by herself. After school, she would go home by herself.
Summer is always loaded with complicated memories, filled with encounters and partings, as well as long-time no-sees that are either surprising or depressing.
All of this happened in the summer when Wen Yan entered university, accompanied by Wen Zhili's return.
The chirping of cicadas, the shade of trees, the mist in the refrigerator and the burning sunflower fields all flowed slowly outside her sister's cool skin.
The days were so beautiful and peaceful that she felt dazed every time she thought about them.
Summer is gone, autumn is gone, and Wen Yan's world enters a winter that is not too cold.
…
Christmas Eve.
This year's Christmas Eve falls on a Saturday, giving people a reason and opportunity to get together.
Shen Guangxi was originally admitted to an art academy in Hangzhou. On Christmas Eve, she brought Zhang Kaiyang, who had returned from South City, to visit the two sisters and Jiang Zhu.
Unfortunately, Jiang Zhu had already made an appointment with her new boyfriend to travel to the neighboring city, so only Wen Yan and Wen Zhili came to the appointment on Christmas Eve.
Wen Zhili wore the dark gray coat he wore on the grassland today, paired with a white mid-collar slim-fit base, and was tying his belt in front of the mirror at the entrance.
Wen Yan looked at herself in the mirror standing behind her sister.
Makeup, perfect.
Hairstyle, perfect.
A short navy blue cotton jacket and jeans, perfect.
Sis, perfect.
All that’s missing from absolute perfection is a romantic Christmas Eve.
Wen Yan was looking forward to this night.
Just as she was thinking about it, a beige Fendi scarf was suddenly wrapped around her neck - it had the warm scent of her sister, it belonged to Wen Zhili.
Wen Yan looked up and met her sister's gentle smile.
The other party deliberately wrapped the scarf higher to cover the sister's nose, which was easily reddened by the wind, leaving only a pair of round eyes.
Wen Zhili seemed very satisfied with his results and patted his sister's soft head happily.
"What are you thinking about? Silly, we should go out."
Wen Yan nodded, and before she could even smell the fragrance on the scarf, she took her sister's hand.
…
They drove to the agreed open-air shopping mall, where there was a Christmas market and a huge Christmas tree, and there would be artificial snowfall every hour in the evening.
Wen Yan found Shen Guangxi in the crowd at a glance - she had dyed her hair an unusually eye-catching light pink and permed it into wool curls - but it had to be said that Shen Guangxi could pull off this hairstyle.
Wen Yan and Shen Guangxi walked in front, buying whatever food, toys, and small accessories they saw - in stark contrast to Wen Zhili and Zhang Kaiyang who followed behind them and talked about computers. These two people spent almost nothing along the way - Zhang Kaiyang also chose computer science as his major in college, and he asked Wen Zhili many questions through WeChat this semester. The two of them were much more familiar with each other than the last time they met during the summer vacation.
Shen Guangxi couldn’t help but roll his eyes at Zhang Kaiyang.
"Aren't they tired enough from work and school? Now they're still discussing that computer."
Wen Yan smiled indifferently.
"They're not interested in these desserts or accessories. They're here just to keep us company. It's nice for them to have something to chat about."
As she spoke, she paused slightly in Shen Guangxi's silence, letting her sister catch up with her, then scooped a spoonful of vanilla ice cream in her hand and fed it to the other's mouth.
Wen Zhili, who was speaking, was stunned for a moment, then obediently opened his mouth to take the bite of ice cream and curled his lips towards his sister.
"More?"
Wen Zhili shook his head.
Needless to say, Wen Yan knew that she still had no interest in sweets, so she quickened her pace and returned to Shen Guangxi to walk with her.
Their natural behavior just now made Shen Guangxi, who also held an ice cream in his hand, and Zhang Kaiyang, who had suddenly stopped talking, look particularly stiff.
Wen Yan secretly glanced at Shen Guangxi who was biting the ice cream spoon.
"What's wrong? Is there something going on between you two?"
Shen Guangxi lowered his voice and said, "To be honest... Zhang Kaiyang and I have only exchanged about... 10 messages in the past week."
After hearing this, Wen Yan had an expression as if she was facing a great enemy. She glanced at the two people who were concentrating on talking behind her, and suddenly pulled Shen Guangxi to speed up her pace.
Wen Zhili was stunned when she noticed this, but she had naturally noticed the strange atmosphere between the young couple, so she understood and slowed down her pace.
Shen Guangxi finally had the chance to babble about a long series of conflicts between them, the core of which was that Zhang Kaiyang always seemed to be obsessed with studying computers and forgot to reply to messages.
Wen Yan was puzzled and said, "She shouldn't be so busy. When my sister was a freshman in college, she replied to my messages immediately."
Shen Guangxi scolded her angrily: “Your sister really spoiled you stupid!”
In order to ease the atmosphere between the two, at Wen Yan's suggestion, they found a bar that was beautifully decorated. Although the bar was dim, it was decorated with a Christmas atmosphere.
They found a table in the corner and everyone ordered drinks except Wen Zhili who had to drive.
The alcohol and lyrical music took effect quickly, making Shen Guangxi and Zhang Kaiyang, who had been taciturn just a moment ago, talk more and talk about their recent situation.
Wen Yan sipped her wine while secretly playing with her sister's hands under the table, listening quietly with a faint smile.
After drinking for a while, the two of them started to get a little drunk, and they ignored Wen Yan and Wen Zhili and started chatting as if no one was around.
"A month ago, we spoke on the phone and you said you were in the dorm, but I clearly heard a girl's voice. Are you really not lying to me?"
"No! I swear, baby, it might be the sound of my roommate playing games or something-"
The two friends were so close and so sticky that Wen Yan felt a little unfamiliar. She stroked the goose bumps on her arms and whispered in her sister's ear, "Sister, shall we go for a walk?"
Wen Zhili nodded in understanding.
This bar is quite big and well-known locally. The two of them stood up and walked slowly around the store, admiring the interesting and artistic ornaments and murals.
…
Suddenly, an arched aisle caught Wen Yan's attention, and her eyes lit up - a mistletoe was hanging on the top of the arch.
She shook her sister's hand, motioning her to look over there.
The girl's voice was soft, and her eyes, glinting with light in the dim light, said, "Legend has it that lovers who kiss beneath the mistletoe will live happily ever after, growing old together."
What it means is self-evident.
Wen Zhili looked at his sister's eyes for two seconds, and saw the spirit mixed with alcohol in them.
It was becoming increasingly difficult to refuse her.
…
Wen Zhili nodded and was led by his sister to the mistletoe.
She thought at an inappropriate moment that the mistletoe must have been hung there intentionally by the shop owner waiting for customers to kiss it.
My sister's lips gently touched mine.
——If anyone looks over, their secret will be exposed.
My sister's tongue tip came in.
——What if someone happens to know them, what if someone happens to take a photo, what if, what if——
Wen Zhili's mind was in a daze and he began to kiss back.
——The flower language of mistletoe is stolen eternity and tenderness in despair.
——Legend has it that lovers who kiss under the mistletoe will live happily together until old age.
Wen Zhili kissed his sister with a devotion and tenderness that he himself was not aware of.
…
Suddenly, there was a burst of noise, disturbing the two people who were in the middle of their passion.
Wen Zhili was the first to regain her senses. She stepped back slightly and gently patted her sister's cheek, whose eyes were still hazy.
Wen Yan looked at her in confusion, and Wen Zhili said in a deep voice, "Yanyan, listen."
Wen Yan finally calmed down and listened carefully, his expression suddenly changing.
"Oh no, it's Zhang Kaiyang's voice."
The two hurried back to their original table. There was a lot of noise, attracting the attention of guests from surrounding tables. Fortunately, it was still early, so there weren't many guests drinking in the restaurant.
On the sofa were Shen Guangxi, who looked embarrassed, and Zhang Kaiyang, who was kneeling in front of her and crying.
"I don't want to break up! Baby, I really swear she's just a senior who teaches me computer!"
"Then why did you lie to me?"
"Baby, I just don't want you to misunderstand!"
"Zhang Kaiyang, you know I hate deception."
"I was wrong! Baby, I was really wrong. Give me another chance..."
The two sisters looked at each other and saw undisguised shock in each other's eyes - the weak Zhang Kaiyang actually had such a side to him.
At this time, Shen Guangxi also happened to notice the two sisters and cast a look for help towards Wen Yan.
Although Wen Yan was shocked and at a loss, he couldn't just leave his good friend to die without helping.
She sighed softly and whispered to her sister, "I'm more familiar with Zhang Kaiyang, I'll go and pull him over." Then she went towards Zhang Kaiyang.
She patted Zhang Kaiyang's shoulder, but he continued to cry and keep begging for forgiveness, ignoring her.
Wen Yan sighed inwardly again, thinking that this perfect Christmas Eve was ruined.
She suppressed the embarrassment of being stared at by others and tried to pull Zhang Kaiyang's arm.
"Zhang Kaiyang, be rational. If you have anything to say, go back and talk it over—"
"Don't worry about it!"
Zhang Kaiyang didn't even look at her, he just pushed hard, and the young man's strength was so great that Wen Yan was pushed backwards.
If she hadn't been quick enough to protect her head with her arm, the back of her head would have hit the sharp corner of the wine table - the consequences would have been disastrous.
Wen Yan lay on the ground, rubbing her aching forearm with her teeth bared, cursing Zhang Kaiyang a thousand times in her heart.
She remembered her sister's stunned face that flashed before her eyes the moment she fell down.
Just when he was about to use his eyes to tell the other person that he was fine, he opened his eyes and saw Wen Zhili walking towards him with an expressionless face amid the exclamations of the crowd.
“Pah.”
The slap was so crisp that it shook the earth.
There was suppressed cheering from the side.
Wen Yan was stunned, Shen Guangxi was stunned, and the most stunned was Zhang Kaiyang. He stopped crying, remained kneeling, covered his cheek that had just been hit, and looked up at Wen Zhili.
"Have you calmed down?"
Wen Zhili still had no expression on his face.
Zhang Kaiyang nodded blankly.
"Then get up and talk nicely."
After she finished speaking, she didn't even glance at Zhang Kaiyang. She walked straight towards Wen Yan, who was still lying on the ground. She squatted down and helped her sit up. She frowned and asked her in a low voice, "Are you okay? Did you hit your head? Does it hurt? Your head should be fine. I saw you protecting it with your arms just now."
Wen Yan hurriedly said, "I'm fine, sister."
Wen Zhili hummed softly, lowered his head, and gently rubbed the red skin on his sister's forearm with his fingertips.
"You hit it here, didn't you? Does it hurt?"
Wen Yan liked the look on her sister's face when she felt sorry for her, and liked the sound she made when she felt so sore and weak that water was about to drip out of her because of her.
She smiled and used her other hand to scratch her sister's trembling palm. She murmured in a soft voice that was so small that only the two of them could hear: "It doesn't hurt me. Did you hurt your hand just now? Sister, you were so attractive..."
Hearing this, Wen Zhili pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes as if she hadn't heard. Seeing that her sister seemed to be really fine, she took her hand and stood up to walk out. Before leaving, she asked Shen Guangxi, who was still in a daze: "Guangxi, do you plan to talk to him again or just come with us?"
"Ah, Sister Xiaoli, I'll go with you."
After saying that, she looked at Zhang Kaiyang for the last time.
"Zhang Kaiyang, there's no room for negotiation on this breakup."
Zhang Kaiyang opened his lips to say something, but the three men had already left.
…
After leaving the bar, Wen Zhili thought that he no longer had the interest to go to the market, so he said, "Guangxi, we will take you home first."
Shen Guangxi waved his hands, looking unhappy.
"No need, Xiaoli sister, my home is not far away, I want to walk by myself."
Wen Zhili responded, and Wen Yan told her to talk to her in detail about what happened tonight when she had time, and then the two sisters said goodbye to her.
"Want to go shopping again?"
Wen Zhili asked.
"It's almost the hour. Let's go to the Christmas tree and wait for the snow. Since we're here, let's just watch the snow before going home."
"good."
Wen Zhili still had a gentle smile on his face, as if he was not affected at all by the accident just now, which also wiped away most of the depression in Wen Yan's heart.
The two of them walked slowly towards the Christmas tree to the Christmas music floating from the street shop, with their little fingers loosely hooked together.
Wen Yan buried her cheek in her sister's scarf, her mood gradually improved, and she felt a little warm - she thought, this winter is not too cold.
At almost the exact time, the two of them happened to walk to the Christmas tree, and it started snowing. A lot of people gathered around to take pictures.
Compared to the noisy crowd around them, the two sisters seemed particularly quiet. They just looked at each other silently in this bustling snowy night, looking at each other's smiling eyes and seeing the same smile in their own eyes. This feeling was very wonderful - they grew up together and lived together for many, many years. They had seen each other smile in the sun and in the rain, but rarely saw each other smile in the snow - after all, it rarely snows in Hangzhou in winter.
In fact, they had been to the north when they were young, and were even taken abroad by their parents to see the snow. However, both of them knew the extraordinary significance of this snow, so when Wen Yan heard her sister say that sentence in the snow, she was not surprised at all.
She said, "If we do this, can we also be considered to be growing old together?"
Wen Yan pouted and puffed out her cheeks, feigning dissatisfaction, "Are you satisfied with this? We want to truly grow old together, don't you understand?"
Wen Zhili just smiled, but this time her smile was suddenly touched by the snowflakes that happened to fall on her eyelashes.
Pale and lonely.
——Sister, what are you thinking about?
Wen Yan suddenly felt so helpless.
She was about to say something when her sister suddenly kissed her on the forehead.
Wen Yan's eyes widened - this seemed to be the most outrageous thing Wen Zhili had ever done in public.
As the kiss faded, Wen Zhili left a soft "OK".
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment before realizing that her sister's "yes" was in response to the promise of "growing old together", and instantly her face was filled with obvious happiness again.
Romantic Christmas Eve, perfect.
Tonight was absolutely perfect.
Wen Zhili still smiled.
Of course she didn't finish her words.
Let the unfinished words be hidden in this pure and flawless snowy night.
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