Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Looking at her leisurely
"Since everyone is here, Cheng Rui wants to go play in the snow, so the dance team just flew to Hokkaido for a week before returning."
There are many ski resorts in Hokkaido, and BEGIN chose to go to Rusutsu.
Xin Tong knew a bit about it. It was a large all-season resort in Hokkaido, a formal, large ski area suitable for both beginners and families. Their dance team was large, with children, so it was a suitable and safe choice.
Xin Tong is now in the Daisetsuzan National Park area.
One is in Sapporo and the other is in Asahikawa.
There is some distance between us.
A hint of regret flashed through Xin Tong's mind.
The members of their dance team have such good relationships with each other. It must be lively and fun for a large group of people to come out and play together.
Not like here.
Xin Tong felt depressed and angry when she thought of her fellow travelers, and even more envious of those around her.
It would be nice if I could join them.
Thinking of this, a person's face inexplicably flashed through my mind.
He just won the championship, so he should be in a good mood, right?
If I really meet him, I must verify the doubt in my mind before - whether he returned to the Jiang family's old house that time for me.
It's snowing heavily outside the window.
La Vista Daisetsuzan is a renowned hot spring hotel at the foot of Mount Asahidake, featuring European-style cabins. A thick blanket of snow covers the triangular, reddish-brown, sloping wooden roof. Beyond the windows, a vast expanse of forest, with withered branches and rolling hills, unfolds into a world of white snow.
Xin Tong turned around. The carpet was soft. She was lost in thought, her head lowered as she walked forward, her smooth, black hair draped over her face.
The next second, he suddenly bumped into a tall body.
The other man was tall, and the moment she bumped into his chest, a faint smell immediately lingered at the tip of her nose. It was clear and bitter, like the grass and trees in late autumn, or the withered bamboo in the yard.
She was knocked back two steps, and hurriedly steadied herself and raised her head.
Facing He Tianqi's handsome face.
"……you……"
Xin Tong was annoyed.
The collision didn't hurt, but she got annoyed when she saw this person and started to sneer at him.
"You can't see?"
The boy looked down at her.
There was no expression on his face and his tone was flat.
"My sister said she was going to the bathroom, and she was gone for so long."
"My parents asked me to come over and take a look."
"The result is that,"
He walked forward step by step. His tall figure brought an inexplicable sense of oppression as he approached. Xin Tong frowned and subconsciously stepped back.
"You didn't go to the bathroom, you were just hiding here."
"Sister." He smiled, "Does it make you uncomfortable to have dinner together as a family?"
Xin Tong's face turned cold.
She didn't want to say a word to this man and wanted to leave by walking around him.
"You're planning to go skiing tomorrow, right?"
A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Xin Tong stopped instantly.
"Tomorrow is the only sunny day this week. The weather is nice, and we're near the snowy mountains, perfect for skiing."
He Tianqi stood there, his figure tall and straight. He didn't look at her, but just lowered his head slightly, as if talking to himself.
Xin Tong frowned and looked at him, not knowing what he was up to.
She does like skiing.
My skills are limited, but I can't resist the temptation to be a novice. During the six months I took a leave of absence from school, I spent a whole month in Switzerland, spending almost all of it at the ski resort. Every day, I'd wake up to flying through the snowy mountains. I even hired three handsome blond, blue-eyed white coaches to take turns teaching me. It was so cool that I can't put it into words.
She has been to almost all the ski resorts in the world.
I haven't been to Hokkaido yet.
Although she'd been incredibly reluctant before coming, He Chuan had given her the all-consuming order, and Xin Tong finally insisted on choosing the venue and hotel herself. She had to come anyway, so she might as well take advantage of this opportunity to have some fun. Asahidake, the main peak of the Daisetsuzan Mountains, was Hokkaido's most famous powder snow paradise, and she'd been eager to try it for a while, even packing two suitcases full of gear.
"none of your business?"
Xin Tong rolled her eyes. She thought He Tianqi was sick, like a mentally ill person. He would act out and do strange things whenever they were alone. She didn't bother to pay attention and just turned around and walked away.
*
Daisetsuzan National Park covers a vast area, and Asahidake is the most famous main peak.
This is a steaming, active volcano, its surface covered in snow, and its summit crowned by a massive fumarole. In summer, it boasts Japan's largest alpine plant garden, ablaze with vibrant red leaves. In winter, it becomes a renowned ski resort, known as a powder snow paradise.
8:30 in the morning.
1,100 meters above sea level.
Xin Tong stood in front of the cable car station at the foot of the mountain.
The breath was icy, cold. The feeling of frost and snow, biting, dry, cold air that penetrated all the way to the lungs.
Looking up, I was in a kingdom of snow. The buildings near the station were all pointed wooden structures, their roofs blanketed in nearly half a meter of snow, like a thick, fluffy wool blanket. Tall, layered spruce trees swayed gently in the wind, their dark branches weighed down by the snow, one tree, one layer upon another, surrounded by small, brown cabins. The scene was almost like a fairy tale.
The sky here is breathtakingly vast. A pure blue, with the occasional white cloud drifting by. The mountains in the distance are dark gray, dark blue, white, and indigo. They undulate, majestic and powerful.
Unlike commercial ski resorts, Asahidake is pristine. Aside from a basic cable car, there are no other man-made facilities. The only food and restrooms are located in the two stations. Beyond that, beyond the stations, there's nothing but vast expanses of snow and plains.
——This wild snow is so cool!
Xin Tong withdrew her gaze and happily entered the station. She had already arranged a tour guide, the only one in the agency who spoke Chinese and quite handsome. She had immediately fallen in love with him when she saw his photo online. They agreed to meet at 8:30, and she found a seat to wait.
But five minutes passed. Ten minutes passed. No one showed up.
Xin Tong bombarded the person with phone calls and messages, but it was as if the person had completely disappeared.
The cable car only runs every twenty minutes, and the first one is about to leave at nine o'clock. Crowds of European and American expats are already lining up to get on the cable car. Xin Tong is furious. This guy must have overslept. He's handsome, but he has no sense of time! He's so unreliable!
She was so angry that she gave the man a huge bad review, picked up her bag and got on the car.
Forget it, I’m alone.
Xin Tong had skied many alpine resorts, but Asahidake wasn't the highest she'd ever been to, so she had no worries. Hokkaido's snowfall was heavy and the weather was unpredictable, so today was a rare sunny day. She had been eager to try the powder snow, and she wasn't about to let anyone ruin her trip today. Full of confidence, she headed up the mountain alone.
Standing at Zijian Station at an altitude of 1,600 meters, she slid down the snow trail.
The mood is high and the body is light.
I fell two or three times at the beginning, but I got up immediately and continued, feeling very good.
It truly is a paradise of dry powder snow. The mountains are blanketed in white, the texture so fine and soft, like shaved ice dessert, giving the impression of floating on clouds. The scenery is breathtakingly beautiful, refreshing, the blue sky a world of white. Breathe in the crisp, clear air.
Today was a rare sunny day, and the area was filled with white foreign backpackers, and the trails were gradually filling up. Xin Tong had reached the top of the slopes, and he trudged down the trails with his board, panting heavily.
——When you come to Asahidake, the most exciting thing is the wild trail. If you don’t enjoy it, it would be a waste of your trip.
Asahidake receives abundant snowfall, with fresh snow falling daily. With few people outside, the snow remains untouched and soft, like clouds. As you ski, the white snow rolls like waves, making you feel like you're floating lightly.
The surrounding scenery is magnificent and can be seen at a glance. Halfway up the mountain, mist condenses into transparent rime between the branches, the blue sky is vast and high, and the mountain peaks are capped with snow.
Sure enough, it’s more fun here.
But as she was having fun, Xin Tong immediately realized something was wrong.
The slope of the trail was even steeper, and she was skiing, so her speed was astonishingly high. Her skiing skills weren't yet good enough to handle such a high speed, so she felt unsure and increasingly apprehensive as she descended. But this thrilling feeling was also the greatest allure of skiing.
As she was sliding down rapidly, she suddenly felt her feet loosen and the whole board seemed to become loose.
She panicked instantly.
The speed of his feet stagnated, but the speed of his body's inertia did not change - the next second he crashed into the snow with a bang, and was completely dizzy.
...It hurts so much!
She lay prone in the snow, grimacing in pain.
The snow was loose and thick, which was fun to slide on, but if you fell you would be stuck in the snow for a long time and couldn't get up.
Her feet were fixed to the snowboard and her body was stuck in the snow. She twisted on the ground for a long time like a caterpillar.
At this moment, she suddenly saw a person flying down from the side.
He was dressed in a pure black snowsuit. Even the thickest winter snowsuit didn't make him look bulky at all. He was tall and well-proportioned, with broad shoulders and long legs. He wore bright red goggles that covered his entire face.
He snowboarded with smooth movements, turning a corner and stopping beside her.
The man stopped and paused for two seconds after seeing her.
Then he slid over to her side.
Xin Tong could tell that this person was a very good skier. His movements were extremely light, as if he was sliding on silk. He moved gently and softly to her side.
Both of them were wearing goggles. Xin Tong fell and his goggles became crooked. The lenses were covered with water vapor from his breath, making everything hazy.
She couldn't see clearly, but she saw the man standing in front of her and suddenly stretched out a ski pole.
Xin Tong was stunned.
I quickly reached out and grabbed his ski pole.
She climbed up with great difficulty, her movements were ferocious, and her whole body twisted like a maggot.
The man seemed quite disgusted and put away his ski poles without saying a word.
"Thank you!" She had just stood firm, but before she could finish her words, the man seemed to have no patience to listen. He turned around without any interest and left as casually as the wind.
He moved swiftly, transforming into a tiny black dot amidst the snow. His movements flowed like flowing clouds and water, like a young warrior in ancient times flying with a sword.
Xin Tong rubbed her butt and became interested.
The more she fell, the more courageous she became. She held up her ski poles and continued to slide down.
But a few minutes later, she fell again.
This time it was more serious. She suddenly felt the soles of her feet inexplicably loose, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
It's over.
Sure enough, the next second, the skis fell off completely, her feet were in the air, and she flew out without even having a chance to scream.
The moment it landed, it hit something with a bang, and then was completely buried in the overwhelming soft snow.
The snow was incredibly thick, like quicksand, the soft powder instantly covering her mouth and nose. She couldn't breathe, the snow flakes like liquid, threatening to suffocate her. The suffocation grew stronger, and her struggles only sank deeper and deeper. It seemed like there was no end to the snow, and her heartbeat grew faster and faster, but the more she panicked, the harder it was to get up.
Alpine skiing accidents occur frequently, and news of people falling and being buried and suffocated to death often comes out.
Xin Tong's mind was already in a state of confusion at this moment, and tears welled up in her eyes unconsciously.
Alone in the wilderness, she didn't even have a chance to ask her companions for help. She regretted not waiting for the guide that morning and going up the mountain alone. She scolded herself for acting impulsively and without regard for the consequences. She hadn't become the heiress to a multi-billionaire fortune yet, and her life had just begun. She didn't want to die!
Suddenly, she felt something grabbing her calf.
Then the whole person was pulled out with force.
The moment he breathed in the fresh air, Xin Tong struggled to take off the goggles on his face, gasping for breath.
She lay on the ground with her body spread out, looking at the blue sky, tears streaming down her face. She sobbed and coughed violently, brushing off the snow on her face, and her frantic heartbeat finally returned to normal.
With tears in her eyes, she patted her chest and sat up.
I saw a man standing in front of me, wearing black clothes and a single board, and he looked a little familiar.
Still the same person as before.
Just now, when I flew out and landed, I hit something.
In fact, it hit him.
The person was skating well, but he hit him and saved him twice. Xin Tong was so grateful after surviving the disaster that he gasped and said to the man, "Thank you so much, where are you from?"
The man stood there, still looking impatient.
But the next second, after she took off her goggles and revealed her face, she remained motionless.
She spoke a lot of English through tears, introduced herself, and asked if the other party would mind leaving their contact information, saying she would contact them and reward them generously. On the verge of death, her mind was in a mess, she said everything, and she also said that she was very rich and could give him anything he wanted.
But the man didn't react at all and just looked at her.
Xin Tong paused, thinking that this was Japan, and started speaking Japanese again.
When Xin Tong finally said he was tired, the man threw away his ski poles, took off his hat, and slowly took off his big red goggles. His gathered golden hair suddenly spread out, revealing a handsome and flamboyant face.
Xin Tong's voice stopped instantly.
The man had a familiar, nonchalant smile on his lips. The white breath he exhaled formed mist, which fell between his sharp eyebrows. He looked at her leisurely.
"You've never thanked me this much before."
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