It snowed the next day, a light, fine snowflake that felt cool and refreshing on my face, but not too cold.
Yi Mu greeted his grandfather and, wearing thick down jackets, walked into the snow-covered ground covered with a layer of silver frost.
The countryside is usually not very interesting, but it becomes quite poetic when it snows.
Behind are houses, and in front is a large expanse of farmland.
In winter, almost nothing grows on the ground; the entire expanse is covered in a clean layer of white.
In some homes, a fire was burning in the stove, emitting wisps of smoke that drifted far away in the cold wind.
Yimu stepped along the ridges between the fields, climbed over the small earthen slope, and came to the bank of a slowly flowing stream.
The stream was very clear, only ankle-deep, and small carp could be seen under the water plants.
Yi Mu and Lu Qingyao walked along the riverbank.
This river holds the most memories for Yimu. He fished here, bathed here, and watched many women wash clothes and rinse rice here.
"The first time I came back with my mom, they didn't like me and wouldn't let me play with them. I could only wait until everyone went home, and then I would prepare the bait and fish all day long before I caught a small fish the size of my palm."
Lu Qingyao put his hand in his pocket, and the two of them held hands inside the large pocket.
They weren't dating, and neither of them had made the first move, but many things just happened naturally.
Lu Qingyao sensed loneliness in Yi Mu's words and guessed that he must have been terribly isolated by the village children in the past.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and Lu Qingyao's feet left clear footprints in the snow.
He held Yi Mu's five fingers and walked forward hand in hand.
"You like fishing, so let's go to the ice in Antarctica sometime, drill a hole, catch the fish, and grill them right there. Put some beer in a thermos, drift off to sleep slightly tipsy, and in our half-awake state, we can see the beautiful aurora slowly moving across the horizon."
Yi Mu imagined the scene and couldn't help but smile.
He had only ever made one plan for himself: to get into university, find a good job, and earn enough money within ten years so that Li Xiaoyun wouldn't have to work so hard and could retire in peace.
Now there's another one: while working diligently, we must seize every opportunity to exercise.
After all, Antarctica is very cold, and people with average physical fitness would probably have to turn back once they reach the edge.
Yi Mu wanted to see the beautiful aurora borealis in person in the polar region, and also wanted to kiss the person next to him while they were slightly tipsy.
Speaking of kisses, Yi Mu recalled the day he and Lu Qingyao left the playground. He said he had something important to tell him, but instead he dragged him to the infirmary, pinned him against the door, and kissed him without saying a word.
It was a wet, panting kiss.
Yi Mu was almost out of breath. Lu Qingyao held him by the waist, biting his lip, and asked him fiercely why he and Yi Ganlu had kissed.
At that time, Yi Mu had developed feelings for Lu Qingyao, and he felt like he had been caught cheating, which made him extremely panicked.
After stammering through my explanation, I finally felt completely bewildered.
When he kissed Yiganlu, he still had a socialist brotherhood with Lu Qingyao, so why would he be jealous?
When Lu Qingyao learned that they had only kissed him to set a trap for the thugs, although he didn't feel that awkward, he still cared a lot.
After that incident, Yi Mu was constantly being asked for kisses by Lu Qingyao.
Yi Mu was somewhat relieved that this was the countryside, not that bustling and indifferent city.
If people saw two men kissing here, it would cause a huge uproar.
Lu Qingyao was aware of this, so he behaved much better after getting off the plane.
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