"That's right," Ah Chou said proudly as he stepped on the snow again, but at the same time he was busy saying to Zhong Mingwei, "Don't step on the snow, you won't be able to stand steadily, just follow my footprints!"
"Okay." Zhong Mingwei followed Ah Chou's footsteps obediently. But the footsteps were small and beautiful. Zhong Mingwei was reluctant to step on them.
"Okay. Let's stop here today. The snow will melt soon and your feet will be cold." The two stopped in the yard. Ah Chou supported Zhong Mingwei and stood there to rest, looking up at Zhong Mingwei. His dark eyes were clear and bright. "Are you happy?"
"Happy." Zhong Mingwei said with a smile. Even though his knees hurt a lot, he was happy from the bottom of his heart.
"Hey, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Ah Chou smiled proudly. "Get up early tomorrow. I'll build a snowman for you, just like you!"
"Let's build another one like yours. Let's stand outside and enjoy the snow together for a whole winter," Zhong Mingwei said. He stretched out his hand to brush away the fine snowflakes on Ah Chou's forehead, "Didn't you say you would sing a little song for me?"
"You...you, you still remember it?" Ah Chou blushed suddenly and said shyly.
"Sing quickly." Zhong Mingwei urged Ah Chou, "Don't think you can get away with it."
"But I really forgot everything..." Ah Chou's face turned redder, and he couldn't speak smoothly. "I just remembered one sentence, do you want to hear it?"
"Listen," Zhong Mingwei spread out his cloak and wrapped Ah Chou in it, "If you sing, I will listen."
"Then I will sing," Ah Chou shyly put her arms around Zhong Mingwei's waist, resting her forehead on his chest. When she spoke again, her sweet voice trembled slightly, "When my hair grows to my waist, will you marry me?"
"Okay." Zhong Mingwei's heart trembled, and he lowered his head to kiss Achou's hair.
"Zhong Mingwei," Ah Chou lay in the man's arms for a while. When he looked up again, his eyes were full of tears. He stared at Zhong Mingwei without blinking. "I never thought I would get married before."
"You can think about it now." Zhong Mingwei said softly, while reaching out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Achou's eyes.
"Zhong Mingwei, I bought red silk and fine silk threads at the market this afternoon. I bought threads of every color. It will definitely look good if I embroider a dragon and a phoenix," Ah Chou grinned. Her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, but she couldn't stop crying. "The jewelry store's family is having a wedding, so all the jewelry in the store is on sale. It's much cheaper than usual. I also bought a set. The shopkeeper said it was gilded, which is a rare and good thing in Ningguta. I don't know whether what he said is true or not, but I recognized the flower on the hairpin as a lotus..."
"Okay, when we get married, I will comb your hair and let you wear all the jewelry." Zhong Mingwei's vision blurred, he couldn't see Ah Chou's face clearly, in the blur, he saw a skinny little girl holding a half-embroidered piece of embroidery and handing it to him -
"Do you think this pattern is pretty?"
"You haven't finished embroidering it yet, how can I know if it looks good or not?"
"What about this one? Do you think this one is pretty? This one is a fish playing among lotus leaves, this one is a pair of flying lovers, and this one is a pair of lotus flowers. Take a look. Which one is pretty?"
"Why are you asking this for no reason? Why is your face so red?"
"Who told you to look at me? Look here! Tell me, which one looks better?!"
“This one.”
…
At that time, the weather was not so cold. It was a little hot at noon in early autumn. He casually pointed at the embroidered piece of lotus in Achou's hand.
Zhong Mingwei felt like his heart was about to break apart. The sweetness inside was gushing out along with the blood and flowing to every corner of his body. The sweetness was as painful as it was painful.
"Girl..." Zhong Mingwei's voice was choked with sobs. The tall and strong man leaned over Ah Chou's thin shoulders and sobbed slightly, "Girl, my life... is worth having you..."
Yeah, what's not worth it?
In the first thirty-two years, he hated the heaven for being blind and making him the most conspicuous figure in the imperial city. His father hated him, his brothers and sisters hated him, he was a card in the hand of his dearest grandmother, every step of his growth was thrilling, every marriage of his was accompanied by calculation, there were so many undercurrents, so many times he almost lost his life, every time the sun rose in the east, he felt lucky but also tired, this was the life he had no choice but a path he could not turn back.
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