The unexpected visitor has disappeared without a trace.

Wei Zhi angrily withdrew her gaze and made two "Pah" sounds as if to drive away something unlucky. She touched the tip of her nose again and raised her head to continue complaining. When she saw the person in front of her, she was completely stunned -

The man who always dressed in black and looked like a crow has now become a snowman.

The snow wall that had just rolled up covered the sky and the ground, and the man who pressed her in his arms became the last barrier. At this moment, snow fell all over his broad shoulders, back, and helmet, and the black background was covered with messy white...

The strong contrasting colors are striking.

There were snowflakes on his eyelashes, but he seemed not to care at all.

He doesn't seem angry.

At this time, some people on the ski slope had noticed the disturbance and looked over. Their curiosity could be sensed from a distance - after all, if someone was not just playing around with friends or posing for a photo, then splashing snow all over someone for no reason could mean that the person had some serious illness or that the two of them had some blood feud.

...And that person didn't even stop to give me a look, let alone apologize.

And judging from Shan Chong's silence and low pressure, Wei Zhi had seen what it was like when he was with his real friends -

Very quiet.

Very majestic.

But no matter what, he was not as cold as Night's King who had just crawled out of an icy lake.

So even if you use your toes to guess, you can tell that what just happened was not in the scope of "friends playing" at all.

No one spoke, and she was the first to break the silence.

"The snow is going to get under your collar."

Changing her usual cheerful tone of voice, jumping up and down like a little bird, the little girl pulled up her snow goggles, frowned slightly, and looked serious and solemn.

As she spoke, she took off her gloves and used her warm hands to gently brush away the shaky snow on the edge of Shan Chong's collar.

Her soft, unrestrained fingertips gently brushed across his tense neck.

The temperature was still there, and the sudden warmth made Shan Chong subconsciously shrink back.

"Don't move."

Weizhi muttered, tugged at his sleeve to signal him to stand still, and stood on tiptoe again. The front edge of the snowboard under her feet rose up and stuck deeply in the snow... She stretched out her arms and carefully brushed the snow off his helmet, shoulders and hair with her hands.

After a while, the fair hands were frozen red, and the fingertips felt numb and itchy from contact with the ice chips.

She didn't really care about this, she was sweeping seriously, carefully half-circling the man's shoulders, trying to brush off the snow that was hanging under his face shield at the back of his neck...

Suddenly, my wrist was grabbed without leaving a trace.

“…”

Slightly damp thin gloves clasped her wrists.

The cold touch made her slightly stunned, and at the same time, the force holding her hand tightened silently.

"I told you, it's windy on the mountain," the man said in a low, hoarse voice, with no emotion in his voice. "Don't take off your gloves casually."

These are obviously words to teach people.

But surprisingly, it doesn't feel fierce.

Such a fierce and mean person...

But unexpectedly, one could sense that his mood was different at this moment.

It seemed as if the gloom just now suddenly disappeared.

People standing within the small aura can breathe freely again.

Weizhi raised her hands, standing there a little dazed, perhaps not quite understanding how a person's aura could change so quickly, or maybe there was something wrong with her own radar.

While she was stunned, the man seemed to be accustomed to her indirect disconnection. He sighed, picked up the gloves hanging on her elbow and put them on her.

She put her fingertips back into the gloves which were still warm, and the cold and numb discomfort receded like the tide, and the temperature returned to her body.

"continue?"

She heard him ask in her ear.

Weizhi said "Oh", grabbed his wrist, and returned to the posture of pushing the slope with the front edge. After thinking for a while, staring at the zipper on his snow suit, he hesitated and spoke.

"That one," Wei Zhi asked, "is that someone you know?"

"Um."

The resistance he had imagined did not appear, nor did he blame her for meddling in his affairs. He answered very calmly.

"Have a grudge?"

"no."

Shan Chong's voice really sounded like he was discussing an unrelated person.

“It’s someone I knew in the past.”

As if what just happened was just an episode, Weizhi grabbed his hand and began to push the slope with her stuttering front edge, her mouth was not idle, "Where did you meet such an impolite person?"

"Um, sorry."

"? What are you apologizing for?"

"If a son is not taught, it is the fault of his father."

“…”

Why are there people in this world who are so eloquent?

So the bullshit of “not getting angry when snow hits you”…

I'm probably going to be pissed off to death.

…

Ski resort, next hill to the advanced C trail.

In the middle of the advanced B track, there weren't many people in the park today. A few people were scattered around the various props. From time to time, there was a harsh sound of the blade scraping against the iron rod and the iron barrel...

But here they are used to it. To them, it is just the prelude to "The Blue Danube", elegant and beautiful.

Backstab and Old Smoke stood side by side, crouching beside them to hide.

Holding a cigarette, the young man in a stunt suit squinted his eyes and watched his little apprentice jump onto the platform. The little apprentice staggered onto the platform, then nervously landed on his butt with a "bang".

Backstab yawned and said in a drawling tone, "When you reach the point I told you just now, don't use the edge. Use the straight board, okay? Otherwise, your speed won't be high enough and you'll get panicked, and you'll fall down..."

"I've already drawn a line for you to hold the straight blade, but you crossed it and still used the blade... Fortunately, your master is not here." Lao Yan smiled and took over the conversation, "Otherwise, you would have been caught and sent flying."

The young apprentice smiled bitterly, rubbed his butt and climbed out from behind the snow pile.

The backstabber's eyes twitched, and he was about to say a few more harsh words, but at this moment, the phone in his waist bag rang.

He put out the cigarette butt in the snow pile at his feet, then took out his cell phone and took a look. The caller was a fellow student. They chatted occasionally but they were not very familiar with each other.

I don't know why I called him.

So Backstab pressed the answer button without much concern: "Hey, what are you doing? What's up? I'm on the mountain with my apprentice."

At this time, Lao Yan next to him had rested enough, stood up, bent over and put on the board.

As soon as I put on one side of the binding, I heard the backstab next to me raise his voice slightly and ask "Who", and then there was no sound.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Beistab, who at this moment gradually put away the laziness and indifference on his face, and the veins on the back of his hand holding the phone were slightly bulging.

"?"

This person who backstabbed me is usually not serious. He loves to act coquettishly more than any other young lady. When I open the WeChat emoticons, there are a lot of cute little cat emoticons——

But in fact, he, like Shan Chong, is very arrogant.

Even if you smile at everyone, it doesn't mean you care about them.

His current behavior was a little unusual. Lao Yan didn't even bother to put on the brace on his other foot, and squatted down shoulder to shoulder. Just as he was about to move over to listen to what was being said on the phone, he was pushed from behind before he could get close.

He staggered and almost sat on the ground. He raised his eyebrows and hissed. Just as he was about to curse, he heard Backstab asking on the phone, "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong? Isn't he in Changbai Mountain?"

Changbai Mountain?

That's a place with a story.

Lao Yan was stunned when he heard this.

I squatted beside him, dragged my snowboard and moved in front of him, looking him face to face.

Feeling his burning gaze, Backstab raised his eyelids and glanced at him. The two of them stared at each other for a second before completing a question and an answer -

In fact, there is no need to waste this effort...

Because they soon got the answer.

There was a commotion at the park entrance.

The back stabbed eyelids jumped, and he stretched his neck to look over there——

Then my eyelids started twitching even more violently.

A light-colored figure slid in at an extremely fast speed from the entrance of the park. After entering, he did not follow the normal process of "stop, take off the board, find the props he wants to practice, put on the board, and put on the props". Instead, he directly aimed at the highest platform in the park, which was empty at the moment.

Play with the straight board recklessly.

Speed ​​up.

High speed on the stage.

Turn 1080 degrees outside and then somersault to the ground. With a "thump", the snowboard lands steadily on the snow with a dull sound. With a beautiful flick of the tail, the snowboard is braked by the front edge.

After a series of eye-catching moves, everything in the park stopped and everyone turned their heads. The whole environment became quieter than ever before.

It didn't matter whether the look was friendly or not, because the visitor didn't take these people seriously at all. He raised his hands, took off his safety helmet and goggles, and revealed his face.

Under the snow goggles and face protector, the young man has single eyelids, slightly upturned corners, and very thin eyelids...

It's the kind of face that makes people feel it's difficult to get along with him.

"Daiduo."

Backstab called out the person's name with an unprecedentedly alert and tense tone.

"Why are you going to Chongli instead of staying in Changbai Mountain?"

The first greeting was so impolite.

There was an unwelcome atmosphere in the air.

Under everyone's gaze, the man who was addressed by his full name bent over, loosened his bindings, took off his board, straightened up, hooked the board with his toes, and it flew up and fell into his hands.

"The ski resort is operating normally, how come I didn't know I was blacklisted by Chongli?"

As if he was oblivious to the solemn atmosphere, he lowered his head to sweep the snow off his skis, then suddenly smiled again, "I'm tired of jumping on the platform at Changbai Mountain, so why not come to Chongli to have a look?"

……………………

If you are tired of jumping on the platform, I suggest you try hanging yourself.

Backstab obviously doesn't want to waste time talking to this guy——

What is he doing here?

Why are you coming suddenly?

He didn't even want to ask.

From the first second I saw this guy, I wanted him to get out of here.

Under Backstab's impatient gaze, the latter slowly finished his words: "By the way, I came to see where Shan Chonggui is hiding."

The air froze in an instant after he said this.

"Life is so easy, with wide ski slopes, a bird-free park, a few cats, and anyone who can jump over the pole will get applause..."

The young man named Dai Duo spoke slowly.

"I heard that people who play in the Hepinghua Park in Chongli don't like to come to this ski resort. They all pile up at the foot of the mountain... Hey, backstab, what do you think Shan Chong is planning to do by bringing you guys to build a car behind closed doors? 2160 degree rotation? 2160 degree rotation? Or the first 2340 degree rotation in the country? Oh, that's enough, there's not even an 8-meter platform here."

“…”

Backstab took off his helmet in silence.

Lao Yan reached out and pressed his shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

However, Dai Duo glanced at the backstab and didn't even seem to want to stop——

"Envy! Really, envy! When I retire one day, I also want to live a life like this, to take in a bunch of random people as my apprentices, put them in a WeChat group, flatter them every day, say nice things to them, have them follow me everywhere, listen to them call me the eternal god... When I have free time, I will find a little girl, hold hands with her and teach her how to push the slope—"

He paused as if he remembered something, then chuckled.

This sneer directly broke the rationality of everyone present.

Lao Yan couldn't bear it anymore and let go of the backstabbed shoulder.

Backstab, bend down, loosen your snowshoes and prepare for the fight.

Both of them were like a wild dog that had been let go of its leash, kicking up its hooves.

"You have a lot of insights. Why can't you just tell me on WeChat? Why did you buy a plane ticket and fly here?"

A deep male voice suddenly sounded from behind.

A little rough, yet sharp as if it had been polished on a whetstone.

Everyone was shocked.

I looked up and saw a man in a black snow suit walking in from the park entrance with his snowboard.

He had already taken off his snow goggles and face protector, and at this moment, there was an indifferent expression on his handsome face.

On the bridge of the nose, a light-colored mole almost covers the side profile of the high nose.

Walking up to the man in the white snow suit, he threw away the snowboard in his hand and stood still.

"WeChat didn't block you."

Shan Chong's voice was neither too loud nor too low, and it was just loud enough for not only Dai Duo but everyone present to hear it.

"What are you talking about here like a deserted woman?"