While Backstab was madly giving Shan Chong question marks, as if he was ready to use up all the question marks he could give in his lifetime at once, Shan Chong was leaning against the window, looking at his phone lazily.

The light outside the window was not very bright, but it shone through the accumulated snow. The man's face was half-awake and half-asleep, and he was wearing a T-shirt, which gave him a bit of the flavor of a magazine handsome boy.

Weizhi thought of the real Kashiwahara Takashi, the man who was known as the last handsome man of the 20th century. At the beginning of his deification, he was wearing a school uniform and hiding by the classroom window. The wind blew in from outside, rolling up the gauze window, and he lowered his head to read a book under the white gauze.

Weizhi recalled this scene for many years and regarded it as a measure of her beauty.

This standard may change in the future.

There was only one bedside lamp on in the room, it was a bright yellow colour and not too bright.

All the remaining light came from outside the window. The freezing rain was falling, hitting the eaves and windows, making a crackling sound. The heating in the house was sufficient, and it was not cold at all... The man leaned against the bed and asked, "Are you cold?"

She didn't answer, but squatted at his feet, raised her head and looked at him... Then the man lowered his eyes, put down his phone, raised his hand and closed the window.

For a moment, the sound of the wind outside the window could no longer be heard.

All you can hear is the trembling and increasingly warm breathing of the person in the house.

The man had just taken a shower, and his body smelled pleasantly of soap - he was thankful that he had the good habit of taking a shower first thing in the morning, so that when the girl came close to him to sniff him, he leaned back and relaxed, letting her smell him.

Feeling her soft fingertips pressing on her lower abdomen, the man's Adam's apple rolled, and he chuckled and asked, "Do you smell anything?"

The little girl ignored him.

Like a little animal, it searches out its own territory and leaves a mark.

What was not finished last night continued, but this time it was not in the bed, but by the window. It was raining outside, and there was only the heavy and hot breath of a man inside...

and the sound of saliva swallowing.

She was doing various experiments, and he was willing to be her test subject. It didn't matter as long as he didn't ruin her life. His life was hers now.

He raised his head, trying his best to suppress his rationality that might get out of control, and strong emotions surged in the man's dark eyes.

She was also very concerned about his reaction, and would look up at him from time to time. Sometimes, when their eyes met, she would let him go and whisper to him to turn his head away, but she also forbade him to look at her.

If he felt stiff or his abdomen was retracted, she would look up and ask him in an exploratory way, "Did you get your teeth stuck?" There is a gap between theory and practice, and I don't think I know how to do it.

He couldn't answer.

At most, I would press her head down and silently tell her to stop talking so much nonsense and finish her research report first.

Wait until his breathing becomes slower and slower.

Weizhi is also tired.

When the rain outside stopped, heavy snow began to fall from the sky, and the chat records in Shan Chong’s apprentice group accumulated to [999+].

Time passed silently. When a snowflake hit the window, it melted in the rain on the window and condensed into water droplets. Finally, perhaps reaching its limit, the water droplets gathered into a flowing line and flowed down -

The man's chest suddenly tightened, and then he stretched out his hand and lifted up the little girl who was holding his knees with both hands.

She was startled and snorted. When she was picked up, her dark eyes were still filled with fear after being frightened! While she was still in shock, the remaining strong smell spread in the room.

He picked her up and held her in his arms, hugging her around his waist.

He moved his eyes downwards and lightly glanced over her tightly pursed lips.

There is something inside.

She neither swallowed it nor spit it out. After a brief look at each other, the girl suddenly raised her hand, grabbed the man's ear, stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips with hers.

This was the first time in his life. Weizhi followed suit and used the tip of her tongue to pry open the man's lips, and returned the contents of her mouth to him through a deep kiss without leaving a drop.

The man resisted at the first moment.

But she held him tightly.

The two of them tumbled onto the bed entangled, and he was unable to push her away. He lay flat on the bed, letting her half press and half sit on his lower abdomen, with her back arched, one hand holding his chin, their lips and teeth entangled.

With a deep kiss, everyone tasted the stuff thoroughly, not even a drop was left, and no one knew who went down their throat and into their esophagus...

The man heard the person on top of him laughing and saying in a triumphant tone, "What are you hiding from? It's yours."

He had used that phrase on her.

At that time, she smelled as bad as a boiled shrimp.

He had never met anyone more vindictive than her.

…

It snowed for several hours that day, and thick fog rose on the ski slopes of the ski resort. Several advanced slopes at the top of the mountain were closed directly because of low visibility.

But because it was snowing, the skiing atmosphere was good, so people who didn't have time to practice basic skiing had to find a place to go, which ended up creating a huge crowd in the park.

Anyway, the props are put up one by one, so it doesn't matter what the visibility is or whether it will hit people.

The backstabber is leading the apprentice who has just started to learn the platform jumping to jump there. He is a real apprentice who doesn't charge any money.

This apprentice passed the level with basic gliding, but he had switched to carved gliding before, so his conditioned reflex before getting on the platform was to fold his body and walk with the blade pressed, and he squatted to get on the platform, and was almost unable to breathe because of the backstab.

"Your body is so good, how can you pull the board after you get on the platform? You can fly horizontally, but can you fly horizontally for the rest of your life? No more grabbing the board? No more moves? Then why do you need to jump off the platform? After 4 o'clock in the afternoon, there are also natural snowpacks on the rotten snow on the slopes to fly."

The man in bosozoku clothes shouted at the top of his lungs.

It's as if too much fog can affect hearing.

The young apprentice was so scolded by him that his head almost flew off. He was trembling all the time and could hardly put on his clothes.

A passerby nearby couldn't stand it anymore, so he nudged Lao Yan with his elbow and asked if it was likely that those taught by Dan Chong would also teach others in the same style as him in the future.

Lao Yan raised his eyebrows lazily: "What style?"

The man thought for a moment and said sincerely, "Mean and cruel."

Lao Yan heard this and snorted. He just said, "This is all education from love." When he looked up, he saw a person holding a bright yellow snowboard slowly approaching the park from the other side of the thick fog.

The man was wearing a light-colored snow suit, and it was hard to see him clearly at first, but the Burton New Park board in his hand was too dazzling. It was the originator of meanness and cruelty.

Everyone in the park was sweating from training, but the man finally showed up before lunch, with a relaxed and lazy attitude. When he got there, he didn't rush to put on his board. He just put the board on the net, turned around and said to the backstabber, "I can hear you yelling at the top of your lunges from outside. Can you be more elegant?"

These two words do not exist in the dictionary of backstab.

He ignored Shan Chong, and even seemed to be taking pleasure in his misfortune. He turned to his apprentice and said, "Hey! Look who's here! Come on, fold it up under the stage and carve a way to put it on the stage for your master to see. I'm tired of scolding you, so how about changing to something new?"

Shan Chong said nothing, lifted up his goggles, and turned his head lazily.

The little apprentice who was originally standing there wearing the board was in trouble. He tried to insert the fastener for a long time but couldn't get it in. His hands were shaking, and when he raised his head, he met the man's calm black eyes.

Shan Chong asked: "Carve a sliding park?"

Tu Sun dared not speak.

Shan Chong said in a nonchalant tone, "Having a basic foundation in carving is a good thing. If you change your habits, you will improve faster than most people."

The disciple was stunned, staring at him in disbelief while holding the fastener. At the same time, the backstabber who was waiting to watch the show also stared at him with the same look.

In the delicate atmosphere, Tu Sun flew off a small platform, but his center of gravity was still too low and he couldn't pull the board.

Backstab looked at Shan Chong, waiting for him to say something.

Unexpectedly, after reading it, the man gave a two-word comment: "Not bad."

Backstab's eyes widened.

Shan Chong: "Don't press forward when you get on the stage. Move your center of gravity to the recovery point. You don't need to glide steadily and at high speed. Why do you fold down? Don't think about carving when you are nervous... Think about how you passed the long beginner's road in front of the A3 road. You passed it while standing, right? Just follow that."

The man remained calm throughout the whole process.

When the apprentice put on the board and went on stage again, he was not as badly broken as before. When he reached the take-off point, he had plenty of space to pull the board and jumped five or six centimeters higher than before.

Shan Chong: "Yeah, that's right."

Even until the disciple bent down to pick up the board, he was still like sleepwalking.

Not to mention the backstab, he remembered that when he first played FS1080° on the big jump platform, he heard Shan Chong say these three words...

At that time, it seemed like almost a year had passed since he started learning platform dancing from him.

After taking off the gloves, he stretched out his back-stabbing hand and tried to touch the man's forehead, but the latter dodged it as if he had eyes on his side and even used the glove in his hand to slap the back of his hand as a warning.

Covering the back of his hand that was whipped by the glove, the senior brother couldn't believe it: "Who are you?"

Shan Chong lifted the board, threw it under his feet, and put on one foot: "Your master."

"No, I won't ask why you suddenly appeared, suddenly changed your personality, suddenly became gentle, and suddenly took the same gentle education route as Lao Yan," Backstab said blankly, "Didn't you break your leg?"

Shan Chong put on his board and swung it left and right to stretch his shins. Hearing what he said, he straightened up and gave him a blank look.

Backstab: "Huh?"

Shan Chong: "It's connected again, isn't it okay?"

That peaceful question did not contain any attack.

Backstab: "Where's the junior sister?"

Shan Chong: "I don't like the cold weather, I don't want to move, I go back to bed and sleep."

Backstab: "You just let her sleep?"

Shan Chong glanced at him strangely, and after a while, he emphasized in a slow tone: "Then can I still force her to practice?"

It’s not that jumping can’t be forced—

The main problem is that he sounds like he doesn't want to fight at all.

It is like a well-fed lion. Even if a wild boar comes with a meerkat wearing a grass skirt to dance samba in front of it, it will at most raise its eyelids and be as gentle as a peace ambassador of the Amazon grassland.

…

Weizhi went back to sleep and slept until after eleven o'clock.

She was woken up by the alarm clock in a daze. She checked her phone and saw that her boyfriend asked her to wait for him at the ski resort restaurant at 12:30 to have lunch together.

She then slowly got up, washed her face, put on her clothes and shoes, and went to the restaurant. It was almost twelve o'clock. She first went to the cake shop and finally went to a convenience store.

After buying some Band-Aids, she stood at the checkout counter, looking at the birth control products placed there, and hesitated for a long time, wanting to take one.

As soon as I put my hand on it, I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a problem with the model.

So standing next to the shelf, the little girl stretched out her hand and gestured very seriously...

He gestured, and as if remembering something, he raised his hand and touched the corner of his lips.

The corners of her lips were still red at this moment. Besides the pain from being rubbed, she also felt pain from being pulled just now.

In the morning, she grumbled to the man who got on the cable car for a long time, complaining as if to seek credit, until he typed to tell her that there were innocent passers-by in the cable car. Only then did she curl her lips and crawl back into his quilt in annoyance.

Weizhi decisively put three large boxes into the shopping basket——

Use it when you can.

If you can’t use it, just laugh at him!

Raising her hands, the girl covered a pile of family planning products with the snacks in the basket. Trying to look confident and natural, she marched to the cashier to pay the bill. She ran into Dai Duo who was standing next to the candy shelf.

He had one hand in his pocket, bending over a box of chocolates, and when he heard the noise he turned his head.

The two of them, who were neither familiar with each other, squatted shoulder to shoulder outside the restaurant and chatted for more than half an hour until they looked into each other's eyes.

The young man with a feminine face saw the little girl not far away, his eyes flashed, and he straightened up with a laziness on his face, still holding a chocolate in his hand. He raised his chin at her as a greeting.

Weizhi was about to pass by him with the shopping basket when he stopped her again.

The little girl turned around and looked at him. The latter had a calm expression and asked, "Did Dan Chong finally call his sister yesterday?"

Weizhi: “Hmm?”

Dai Duo: "Did you fight?"

Weizhi reacted a little slowly and said "Oh" and nodded.

Dai Duo: "So what happened? Did she cry because she watched Shan Chong's interview yesterday?"

Wei Zhi thought, you ask me, wasn’t it this reason you used to scold Shan Chong when you called me, and now you are not sure?

Seeing her silence, a hint of mockery flashed across the pretty face of the young man not far away, and he muttered to himself, "You are sick to cry for such a person." Wei Zhi couldn't stand it any more: "Are you in love with Shan Shan?"

Dai Duo stopped talking to himself and looked at her blankly.

"Why do you care so much?" Wei Zhi asked, "Does it matter to you whether someone cries or not? You are so anxious that people in the next room can hear you yelling."

"I didn't shout."

"Yes."

"not."

"have."

"It's not worth it for anyone to shed tears for Shan Chong," Dai Duo said expressionlessly. "It's not just Shan Shan."

Carrying the shopping cart, Wei Zhi was puzzled. Why did this person dislike Shan Chong so much? If it was someone else, she might just roll her eyes and walk away. But she felt that Dai Duo's "dislike" had a bit of real feelings and a different flavor.

So she rubbed past.

The two kids huddled together again, just like they did last time on the hotel steps. The little girl turned around and looked at the people around her, asking, "Can you tell me why you dislike Shan Chong so much when you know exactly why he gave up the big jump?"

Dai Duo turned his head and looked at her, then grabbed a few boxes of chocolates and held them in his hands.

"A nest."

He uttered the two words slowly.

Weizhi stared at the chocolate in his hand and said, I don’t think so.

"Because he was already like this when you came," Dedo said in a flat voice, "You haven't seen the years when the grass was overgrown."

She turned her head and looked at him a little blankly.

Dai Duo hesitated for a moment, then took the shopping cart from Wei Zhi. The two walked side by side towards the cashier. He put down the shopping cart and thought for a moment.

"When he came against the light, there were weeds under his feet, but he lit up the dawn in many people's eyes."

Dai Duo was silent.

"He himself was probably completely unaware of this, so he was reckless in his destruction... He left, so the sun that many people were waiting for never rose from the horizon."

He paused.

"I've hoped for something like an idiot, but you don't understand. Sometimes it's harder to accept hope and then have it dashed than to be in despair from beginning to end."

Dai Duo's words were ambiguous.

Weizhi understood.

It seems like I didn’t understand.

She was just immersed in some information, and suddenly remembered that Dai Duo did know Shan Chong a long, long time ago. When people scold Shan Chong now, they can't help but say something like "Even Dai Duo thinks you're XX"...

What Dai Duo said now was a little too abstract and beyond the scope of art that a sports student could achieve. The atmosphere was melancholy and he looked indifferent.

Wei Zhi had mixed feelings in her heart, and couldn't say anything nice, because she knew Dai Duo was right. She didn't participate in the whole process, so she couldn't make comments without hesitation.

She was lost in thought.

Until a "beep" sound woke her up from her chaotic thoughts. She looked carefully and saw the young man next to her putting the chocolate in his hand into the ATM for scanning, and then picked up the snacks she had put in the shopping basket.

Weizhi: “Ah…”

Dai Duo glanced at her, looked away, and muttered, "It's okay."

Weizhi: “No—”

Dai Duo lifted up another bag of snacks, but before he could scan the code, he saw several boxes of new varieties, large ones, and fruit flavor, lying at the bottom of the basket.

Dai Duo: “…”

Dai Duo expressionlessly threw the snacks in his hand back into the shopping bag before he could scan the code. He paid in three seconds and left in three seconds, leaving quickly without looking back.

The artistic and melancholy mood that was floating in the air a minute ago disappeared at this moment.

Wei Zhi: “…”

Weizhi raised her hands and pursed her face, thinking that her boyfriend's image in the eyes of his former teammates (gay friends) seemed to have changed due to her efforts...

It got a little worse.

Alas.

Sorry.