"Take it, consider it my blessing." Meng Yiming looked up at the dark sky, "Things from our childhood don't count anymore."
Lin Ye actually heard a sense of heaviness and sadness.
The light from the dormitory building fell on him, his face was half bright and half dark, his lenses reflected the light, and his eyes could not be seen.
Snow began to fall from the sky, this was the first snow of the year.
"It's snowing, let's go back quickly." Meng Yiming urged.
Lin also put the woolen fish into his pocket and put on his hat. "Doctor Meng, I'm leaving now. I don't know when we will meet again. I wish you peace and happiness!"
Doctor Meng's lips curled up in a sincere smile. "The road is slippery, so ride your bike slowly. I wish you a safe journey and academic success."
The figure had disappeared for a long time, but Meng Yiming was still standing there looking ahead.
After a long time, he lowered his head, exhaled, and walked into the dormitory building.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and when Wen Qiuning got off work, the ground was completely white.
Considering safety, Yu Xiangyang said: "Let's walk."
This way I can spend more time with Wen Qiuning.
Yu Xiangyang wore the gloves Wen Qiuning gave him and pushed the bicycle in the shape of a mother hen.
Wen Qiuning thought that when she had time, she should buy a hat for Yu Xiangyang. This style made her want to laugh every time she saw it.
Just as she was thinking about it, Yu Xiangyang reached out and took one of her hands and put it into his coat pocket.
"My pocket is warm, put it in!" he said.
Wen Qiuning smiled and put one hand quietly in his pocket.
In fact, she was wearing gloves and was not that cold, but she also wanted to be closer to Yu Xiangyang.
The two of them walked like conjoined twins, both of them with white hair on their heads and shoulders.
"Yu Xiangyang, the snow will probably last all night, so you don't need to come tomorrow morning." Wen Qiuning said.
"That won't work!" Yu Xiangyang said, "I'll come even if I have to use a knife. My words must count!"
Wen Qiuning felt sorry for him, "It's cold and slippery, stay home and don't go out."
Yu Xiangyang also felt sorry for Wen Qiuning, "You're still at work. Why should I, a grown man, be afraid of the cold?"
He only has the chance to meet her twice a week, so he can't waste it.
We chatted all the way and soon it was time to say goodbye.
The two stood under the tree where they always parted. Wen Qiuning didn't want to waste Yu Xiangyang's time any longer, so she said, "The road is slippery, go slowly."
"Wait a moment..." Yu Xiangyang had already taken off his gloves.
A snowflake fell on Wen Qiuning's eyelashes, and Yu Xiangyang reached out to pick it up.
The hand gently touched her eyelashes, as if touching his heart. Her eyelashes trembled, and her heart trembled with it.
The snow melted into water upon contact, soaking her eyelashes. Under the light of the street lamp, each eyelash was clearly visible.
Yu Xiangyang's hand fell down to her face, and the cool touch from the palm of his hand reminded him not to do anything rash.
Wen Qiuning raised her face, feeling the warmth brought by Yu Xiangyang. Their eyes met, filled with affection.
Every time they met, they would hold hands and hug each other, but there had never been any further action.
Wen Qiuning thought that if Yu Xiangyang proposed it now, she would agree.
This may be what happens naturally when love is deep.
She likes Yu Xiangyang, very much.
Yu Xiangyang wanted to do it, but he couldn't be impulsive. After touching her face for a while, he withdrew his hand.
"It's too cold outside. Come in quickly. I'll watch you," said Yu Xiangyang.
The warmth on her face disappeared, and Wen Qiuning felt an indescribable sense of loss, and her heart seemed to have grown colder.
Seeing the thin layer of snow falling on Yu Xiangyang's body, Wen Qiuning raised her hand and patted the snow off his shoulder.
Yu Xiangyang grabbed her hand and said, "Stop taking pictures. I'm not cold."
At this moment, Wen Qiuning stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, and her lips landed on the corner of Yu Xiangyang's mouth.
The last time Yu Xiangyang wanted to kiss her, she rejected him, so he definitely wouldn't want to bring up such an idea again.
Then let her do it this time.
She originally planned to kiss his face, but Yu Xiangyang's face was wrapped in a scarf with only the middle exposed, so she had to kiss the corner of his mouth.
This moment was fleeting, and before Yu Xiangyang could even feel anything, it disappeared.
He was stunned for a moment and said, "Can we kiss again? I wasn't prepared just now."
Wen Qiuning was still shy, but was amused by Yu Xiangyang's words.
Her face was red and hot. She took a deep breath and tilted her head back to kiss him again.
This time, Yu Xiangyang was prepared and came over foolishly.
Their lips were pressed against each other's lips, their eyes were fixed on each other's eyes. They didn't even dare to breathe, just staring into each other's eyes.
When Wen Qiuning wanted to retreat, Yu Xiangyang held her face and pressed it down.
Yu Xiangyang opened his lips, licked her lips gently, and slowly pried open her lips and teeth, entwining them together.
It was their first time, so they had some bumps and bruises.
For the two people who have tasted the sweetness, one time is not enough.
Yu Xiangyang held the person in his arms, and Wen Qiuning tightly grasped the clothes on his chest.
Under the projection of the street lights, there was only a pair of integrated figures on the road.
Time seemed to have stopped, only the falling snowflakes dyed their hair white.
Wen Qiuning's lips and tongue were numb from the kiss, and her head was dizzy. She was breathing heavily, and her eyes were misty.
When Yu Xiangyang leaned down again, Wen Qiuning turned her face away. She maintained her last bit of rationality and said, "Enough, it's so late."
When she spoke, she felt that her tongue was not moving smoothly.
Yu Xiangyang was still not satisfied, "One last time."
Wen Qiuning: “…”
Well, it happened one last time, and Yu Xiangyang finally let her go.
"I will be responsible for you!" Yu Xiangyang's lip was bitten by Wen Qiuning, but he didn't feel any pain at all. He said seriously, "When you graduate, we will get married!"
Wen Qiuning neither agreed nor refused, "Let's talk about it later, go back quickly."
"You go in first."
Wen Qiuning turned around and walked in first. When she went upstairs, she licked her lips guiltily and pulled her scarf higher to cover her mouth.
Wen Qin was warming herself by the fire, not knowing what she was thinking. She stopped sewing and didn't even notice Wen Qiuning coming in.
Wen Qiuning saw Wen Qin in a daze and asked in confusion, "Mom, what are you thinking about?"
Wen Qin came back to her senses and started knitting again. "I didn't think about anything. It's so cold, go wash it quickly."
After Wen Qiuning finished washing and was wiping her face in front of the mirror, she discovered that her lips were swollen.
How hard was Yu Xiangyang talking?
However, thinking of Yu Xiangyang's bad mouth, she herself was not much better.
The mother and daughter each had their own concerns and neither noticed the difference between the other.
Yu Xiangyang only noticed that his lip was broken when he was brushing his teeth, and then he kept grinning foolishly.
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