Chapter 37 Chapter 37 I'll give you whatever you want
Xin Tong sat on the ground, looking up.
She stared at him blankly like a fool.
She and Jiang Chongyan actually met like this.
No agreement, no notification, no understanding.
In Hokkaido, Japan, amidst the rarely visited snow-capped mountains of Asahidake Daisetsuzan, 1,500 meters above sea level, lies the same island, the same mountain, the same slope, the same road.
"Aren't you all at Rusutsu Ski Resort?"
She spoke in a daze.
"Why are you here?"
Jiang Chongyan's face was expressionless, and he said very simply,
"Rusutsu is boring."
"So come here."
Xin Tong's heart moved, and she couldn't help but say, "Me too."
The two looked at each other.
In the blink of an eye, it was as if something was burning, and they suddenly felt a little uncomfortable with this similarity.
There had always been a stark difference between the two of them. A world of difference.
They all think that the other person is completely different from themselves in every aspect: personality, habits, living conditions, thinking about people, attitude towards the opposite sex and emotions.
And we happened to meet in this same snowy field.
The wind from the horizon blew through the hair of the two people.
In the two seconds they stared at each other, they both keenly sensed a rare and precious similarity. It was this very similarity that brought about an unforeseen coincidence.
They stared at each other for a brief two seconds before simultaneously looking away.
Xin Tong lowered her head. She had clearly seen that Jiang Chongyan was a skilled skier. Commercial ski resorts like Rusutsu were suitable for a group trip for their dance troupe, but not for him.
I think he chose to come to Asahidake on this sunny day. Firstly, it's because he is used to being alone. Secondly, it is probably because there is no one in the team who is at the same level as him, so he has no companions.
"Where's your guide?"
A man's emotionless voice came from above my head.
Xin Tong had just experienced a life-or-death situation and was pulled back from the brink of death. His mind was completely confused.
She looked up at Jiang Chongyan, with a dull and confused expression on her face, as if she hadn't reacted.
“No guide.”
Jiang Chongyan frowned.
"You're not even that skilled, yet you dare to go up the mountain alone? Not only do you not have a guide, you don't even check your equipment when you go skiing. I forgot how daring you are. I really don't know what kind of things you are capable of."
Xin Tong felt inexplicably aggrieved by his words, "Who said there was something wrong with my equipment?"
Jiang Chongyan looked at her bare feet.
"Well, it's not the equipment that's the problem. It's that you don't have any equipment at all."
"You're taking a walk on the snowy mountains?"
“…” Xin Tong choked.
I was still skating when I lost my board. Actually, even my gear was gone.
She lowered her head and searched all over the ground until she finally saw her ski, which had just fallen off and flown away, in the thick snow. It was stuck in the snow, with only the tip sticking out.
She reached out and pulled hard, then sat down breathlessly, intending to continue installing it. But after a long time, she still couldn't get it to go on.
"Um?"
Xin Tong hummed in confusion, then lowered his head to take a closer look.
She then realized that it wasn't her tie that was loose, but the connection of the skis had broken.
——There really is something wrong with the equipment.
She was stunned and muttered to herself, "How could this be? This is my treasured ski, a top-quality product! It's more expensive than me!"
The next second, the board in his hand was taken away.
Jiang Chongyan had already slid over to her side. The man was dressed in black, and his tall figure stood before her like a mountain.
After a quick inspection, he frowned suddenly.
"The retainer is loose."
"And it was very loose. Now it's completely broken off."
"That's why your skis just fell off when you were skiing. That's why you fell."
Xin Tong was stunned.
She thought about the two falls she had just had.
The first time, she thought it was an accident or her own limited ability, after all, falling in skiing is a common thing.
But then it happened a second time, and the second time the skis completely fell off. She had never encountered such a thing in her years of skiing.
Is it really an equipment quality issue?
But this board is a very good brand and very expensive. She has only used it two or three times since she bought it, and it has been kept in very good condition.
Xin Tong's mind was completely confused.
The cold invaded her, the ice and snow melting, and she began to feel dampness beneath her where she sat. The second fall had nearly buried her in the snow and suffocated her, and now her whole body was numb and she hadn't recovered yet.
"What should I do now?"
She muttered under her breath.
Going up is the Sudami Cable Car Station, and going down is the cable car station at the foot of the mountain. These two places are the only two places on Asahidake with man-made facilities.
But the most troublesome thing was that she was now on a trail. She couldn't go up, couldn't go down, and had lost her plank. She had no choice but to walk down the mountain. But the trail was sparsely populated and the snow was thick. With every step, there was a pit. She sank into the snow, making it impossible to walk. If she kept walking like this, she probably wouldn't be able to get down the mountain until dark.
Xin Tong was stunned by the feeling of suffocation just now, and her whole body was dazed.
She was so fragile at the moment. Her bare face, her skin looking incredibly pale against the surrounding snow, her eyes dark, her lips red, her nose red from the cold, her hair wet and clinging to her forehead in sweat. She looked completely lost and pitiful.
It's like this again.
Jiang Chongyan rarely saw this woman so bewildered. He recalled the last time she was kidnapped, in his house. She had clutched her stomach, curled up on his sofa, wrapped in a blanket. She looked just as pitiful and pale.
In this vast primeval forest, the thick snow alone could bury her. Being frightened once had completely wiped out her spirit. She was now too fragile, distracted and powerless.
Jiang Chongyan turned his head away.
Suddenly he exhaled.
"Come up."
He squatted down.
...These two words completely stunned Xin Tong.
The man's movements were abrupt and his words were concise. This was typical of him; he didn't like clingy things or dragging things out.
Just like he had just saved her twice in a row - he even saved her when they were both wearing goggles and didn't know who she was. He didn't care about the stranger's identity at all, and walked away casually after helping her. He didn't even bother to thank him.
Xin Tong stared at his back and didn't dare to go up.
Thousands of words were stuck in her heart, and she felt that Jiang Chongyan was like a god in her eyes at this moment.
She said blankly:
"Jiang Chongyan, what I just said in English will count for the rest of my life."
"I'll give you whatever you want."
"whispering sound."
As expected, the sincere and grateful promise did not receive any emotional response. The man turned his back to her and spoke in a cold voice.
"I want you to give me less trouble."
"Come up."
He repeated it again, squatting down, turning his head and glancing at her.
He is tall and has long legs, and his squatting movements are also beautiful. He turns his head 45 degrees to the side and is wearing a black ski suit, just like those ski suit advertisements of sports brands.
Xin Tong finally stood up slowly, walked behind him, and climbed up on tiptoe.
She was wearing a thick ski suit, and her entire body must have been very heavy. Jiang Chongyan himself was also wearing a similarly thick ski suit, and his feet were fixed by the skis, making it difficult for him to even walk forward and backward and maintain his balance.
But the moment he stood up with her on his back, he just leaned forward slightly, and then his legs immediately turned back steadily.
He danced all year long, so his core was incredibly strong, his body covered in hard muscles. His shoulders were broad, his back straight, and through the three or four layers of cold ski clothes, I could almost feel the man's warm body temperature.
"Hold tight."
His voice was low, and their faces were so close that it seemed as if he was speaking right into her ear.
Xin Tong shuddered, slowly tightened her arms, hugged his neck tightly, and buried her face in the crook of his neck.
The next second, she felt a pair of strong hands lifting her knees.
"Leave."
As soon as the words fell, the world spun and he slid down quickly with her on his back.
Xin Tong had never experienced the feeling of being carried down a slope. It was like riding a roller coaster, thrilling and smooth. Jiang Chongyan was so skilled, and he skied so fast. The wind blew her hair into the air, and her adrenaline surged, and her heart nearly jumped out of her chest.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!”
She had just let out an involuntary scream, but it was immediately forgotten by the cold wind blowing in her face. Xin Tong's previous gloom and sadness instantly disappeared, and she was immediately attracted by this novel, comfortable and extremely exciting experience, and she screamed softly with excitement.
“It feels so good!”
"It feels so good, Jiang Chongyan!"
She patted the man's shoulder curiously.
"It's so beautiful! Look at the mountains over there! And the snow on the trees!"
"Oh my god, Jiang Chongyan! There's a forest down there!"
"Ahhh! Too fast! Ahhhhhhhhh!"
...Finally, the man stopped because he could no longer bear it.
"Would you be quiet?"
Oops, he disliked me.
But Xin Tong was not angry at all.
High mountains, white snow, coniferous forests, blue sky, and the tall man who carried me all the way down and saved me three times in a row.
Xin Tong looked at him with a smile. The man was wearing goggles, and his blond hair was messy because of his hat. Only the lower half of his face was exposed, and only his lips and sharp jawline were visible.
"Jiang Chongyan."
"You're so handsome."
"..." He was blocked by her words again.
Jiang Chongyan gritted his teeth and whispered, "You talk too much."
He exerted force and his feet began to slide. As they sped down, Xin Tong was in high spirits. She hugged his neck tightly and stared at him.
She looked down and saw her arms were wrapped around the man's neck, her pink ski jacket layered over his pure black one. Two people, two colors, tightly fitting together.
She saw the snow splashed by Jiang Chongyan's skis at his feet. Soft, dense, the waves of snow were torn apart by his movements. He carried her on his back, as if riding the wind and waves, and rushed into the endless whiteness ahead.
…
She spoke in a low voice, Jiang Chongyan, I heard that you won the championship. Congratulations.
A few seconds passed before I heard the man's reply, carried on the wind. "Hmm."
"You have good news. Actually, I have had good news in the past few weeks."
She whispered proudly into the man's ear.
"I have become your grandfather's apprentice."
Suddenly, the man stopped all movement. The immense momentum of their movement threw both men forward, and they both fell and rolled in the snow.
"ah!"
Xin Tong rolled half a circle before stopping. Fortunately, the snow was thick and it didn't hurt. She gasped and brushed the snow off her face, stood up and asked aggrievedly, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Chongyan was sitting on the ground with his legs bent, standing on his skis, his hands behind his back, staring at her.
"What's the meaning."
"Literally!" She glared at him. "I earned your grandfather's approval thanks to my incredible intelligence, rare talent, and extraordinary perseverance!"
Jiang Chongyan didn't seem to be in a good mood.
He was about to say something, but saw Xin Tong trying to stand up in annoyance, but the next second he stepped on empty air - and then he immediately fell down with a scream!
"Hello!"
He opened his eyes wide, quickly untied the skis from his feet, stood up, ran forward and rolled down.
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