Qin Beiming was not in the photo, but the two lines of unrestrained handwriting immediately struck a chord with Ling Mo.
"Two hearts yearning for each other, yet both drenched in snow; may we grow old together in this life."
Silently reciting the two lines of text in the photo, Ling Mo had completely forgotten all the unpleasantness of the day. Before she could even put down her shoulder bag, she slipped on her slippers and ran up to the terrace in one breath.
As soon as Ling Mo ran onto the terrace, he heard a faint meow.
Following the sound, she saw Little Dimple, her body completely white and blending into the snow, lazily nestled on the round table, meowing at her.
Next to Xiao Liwo was a steaming cup of coffee.
Ling Mo gently stroked the soft fur on Xiao Liwo's body, holding the hot coffee that Qin Beiming had prepared for her in advance, and felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
However, what puzzled her most was, where did Qin Beiming go?
The coffee was still steaming, so logically he couldn't have run very far.
Just as she was looking around searching for Qin Beiming's whereabouts, large bursts of fireworks suddenly bloomed in the gray sky.
Fireworks filled the sky, carrying stars with them. First, they gathered into the shape of a little person kneeling on a washboard, and then they scattered into thousands of "I'm sorry" messages.
At this moment, not only Ling Mo was deeply moved, but the entire Linjiang was talking about this rain of fireworks that came with the wind and snow.
As the fireworks rained down, a line of text slowly appeared in the sky:
I'll always be here for you, as long as you turn back.
Ling Mo tried turning around and saw Qin Beiming leaning against the railing on the terrace, quietly watching her. She quickly ran towards him.
Qin Beiming stared blankly for a moment as Ling Mo darted into his arms in the blink of an eye, then finally asked politely:
Can I hug you now?
Ling Mo nodded, took the initiative to wrap her arms around his waist, and whispered:
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have gone to Ouyang Bin’s place alone last night without telling you.”
"It's good that you're back safe and sound."
Qin Beiming held her tightly, suddenly realizing that she was really easy to coax.
I used to think she was stubborn, but that was just because I didn't use the right methods.
"Actually, putting aside the risk factor, your actions last night did indeed turn the tide of what was originally a very passive situation. If there's a next time, remember to call me."
There won't be a next time.
Ling Mo answered with great certainty this time.
Realizing that her overly risky actions would make Qin Beiming worry about her constantly, she also deeply reflected on herself.
As he said, she now has a family to support, so she should indeed be extra careful.
Little Dimple, who had been inexplicably thrown aside, stared wide-eyed at the two people embracing and kissing in the swirling snow, meowing angrily.
They were supposed to team up and shower Ling Mo with dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), but it turned out the clown was himself...
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