Chapter 284 Ryan Extra (Part 2)

She woke up in the middle of the night. The boy, who had spent too much energy, was finally satisfied after a long time. He hugged her body from behind and slept soundly.

The street lights outside the house were on, and the light was reflected on the snow. The reflected light illuminated the falling snowflakes.

It's snowing. It's snowing

!

Bai Yao lifted the quilt and sat up. She woke up the people around her like crazy, "Ryan! Ryan! Wake up!"

The boy opened his eyes in a daze and was pulled up by the girl. His red curly hair was flattened by his messy sleeping posture. On his fair and healthy skin, the freckles seemed to be sleepy.

Bai Yao held his face and said excitedly: "It's snowing outside! Ryan, it's snowing so heavily!"

Ryan was kissed by her and immediately regained his spirit. He opened his eyes and looked out the window. It was a rare heavy snow. It was only midnight, but it had already accumulated all over the ground.

Bai Yao got out of bed, dressed herself first, and then took out a blue down jacket from the closet to wrap the still dazed boy. She urged him to get out of bed and put on his pants and socks. When she dragged him to the door, she felt that this was not enough. She

found a brown scarf and wrapped it around him, and put a black knitted hat on him. Finally, she let him go out wearing thick snow boots.

A snowflake landed on the tip of Ryan's nose. He felt a little cold. He looked at the girl in confusion and asked, "Yaoyao, do you like snow?"

Bai Yao put on gloves for him and said, "It's so cold, I don't like snow."

Why is she so happy?

Ryan looked confused.

Bai Yao raised her red face, and her breath was hot. She wiped the snowflake off his nose and said happily, "But I can build a snowman with you!"

The boy's expression was slightly stagnant.

Bai Yao had already pulled him into the snow. They stepped out one happy footprint after another. In the middle of the night when everyone was sleeping in the quilt, the two of them seemed to be an incomprehensible weirdo.

The two squatted on the ground, wearing too much clothes, so that they looked like a ball.

Bai Yao rolled the snowball in her hand bigger and bigger. Seeing that Ryan didn't move, she thought he couldn't do it, so she put the snowball in his hand and muttered, "Ryan, you do the body and I do the head."

A drop of warm liquid fell on the snowball, melting a small puddle of water, but soon another snowflake filled the gap and the trace disappeared.

He rolled the snowball in his hand and raised his hand to wipe his face from time to time.

Bai Yao saw that he was slow to move, so she moved her body and leaned very closely against him. She asked with concern: "Ryan, are you cold?"

The boy lowered his head and shook his head. How could he be cold?

He was dressed so tightly that no cold wind could get in.

Bai Yao grabbed his hand and corrected his movements. "If you do this, go to a place with a lot of snow on the ground, and it will be easy to roll into a big snowball."

She deliberately said, "Touch your pocket, there is a surprise."

Ryan took out a bag of strawberry-flavored candy from his pocket. He stared at the girl's face with a twinkling eye. "Yaoyao said that I can only eat two candies a day."

Bai Yao smiled, "It snowed so heavily today, it's a good day, so I can make a slight exception."

Just like the outfit she prepared for him in advance, the candy in her pocket must have been prepared by her for this time.

The light in the yard gently sprinkled on her body, making his increasingly vague memories clearer.

His desire when he was a child was simple.

He envied children of his age who had someone to accompany him to build snowmen.

He also envied others who could eat delicious food whenever they wanted.

He also envied many, many people who could live in brightly lit and warm houses.

He wanted to be like every ordinary person in the world, to have someone willing to love him, maybe a relative, maybe a friend, or maybe a lover.

He had fantasized countless times that when his wish came true, he would be so happy that he would feel like dying, and he would be able to laugh happily every day.

But inexplicably, his eyes were now hot, his chest was swollen and sour, and he seemed to be dying again after he had already died.

"Ryan!" Bai Yao dug out two small stones from the ground, "We will use this as eyes..."

He looked fragile, staring at himself with tears in his eyes.

Bai Yao's voice stopped. She threw away the stone, took off her gloves, held his face with her warm hands, and asked him softly, "Ryan, what's wrong with you? Don't you want to make a snowman? Then let's not make one..."

Before she finished her words, she was knocked down by the boy, and the snowball they had built with great difficulty was instantly crushed.

Ryan rubbed her face desperately. He was panting and crying, "Yaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyaoyao--"

Then, he kissed her face, rubbing her lips, and sucking on her tongue, "I like you so much, I like you so much, I like you so much--"

His tense body seemed to explode at any time because he could not contain his love for her.

Bai Yao felt pain at the root of her tongue. She stretched out her hand to push him away, but ended up hugging his head. She asked him with an unsteady breath, "Do you want to play in the closet?"

Ryan raised his head and looked at her in a daze.

Bai Yao smiled, "It looks like the snow will continue to fall for a long time. Tomorrow is Saturday, and I don't have classes, so I can build a snowman all day."

He slowly opened his mouth with a brilliant smile, and uttered a heavy "hmm".

The next moment, he hugged the girl. Maybe it was because the snow was too deep, or maybe it was because they were both dressed too warmly, he stumbled a few times, but he held the girl in his arms steadily.

He also bumped into the door, grimacing in pain.

Bai Yao laughed, mocking his stupidity.

Finally, they entered the lighted room, and the door slammed shut.

As for the strawberry-flavored candy that fell on the snow, it was like a broken snowball, and no one cared.

The snow was falling heavily, and the branches could not bear the weight of the snow. After a "squeak", a piece of snow fell.

Clo sat in the office, counting the feathers on the table over and over again. He shook his head, and another feather fell down.

He quickly caught it and carefully placed it on the table.

Feathers are very important to birds, and are usually related to courtship.

Cloe must collect his feathers in case he meets the object of his affection one day and has no feathers to show his maturity and reliability.

For Cloe, who often frowns and loses feathers because of the living expenses for the monsters, every feather of his seems so important in the face of the baldness crisis.

Cloe stared at the feathers on the table and counted them again, but there was still one missing.

The little meat ball with a human face raised in the jar spoke, "Were the feathers that were not missing in the town taken out of the town?"

And during this period, the only survivor who had contact with him and left the town was the lady with exaggerated behavior.

The old-fashioned gentleman with a bird's head and a human body looked at the snow outside the window and sighed in frustration, "I'm already old, I really don't want to go on