Chapter 64

The next day, they went to Santa Claus Village to have some fun. It was a very small town, and it felt like you could walk through it in a few steps. In order to see the beautiful lights, they waited until dark before coming. They took a photo with Santa Claus and received a certificate for crossing the Arctic Circle. They wanted to go to the post office to write a Christmas card and mail it, but there was a long queue, and Roger didn’t know who to mail it to, so he gave up.

He Songgao said, “You can mail it to me.”

When Roger heard that, he felt a little embarrassed. They were together every day, and they would be together every day in the foreseeable future, so what was there to mail, and Roger couldn’t think of what to write. And this behavior was quite something, quite feminine, so he decided not to do it.

He Songgao didn’t force him.

On the way back, Roger said, "Why didn't we see the aurora? Didn't you say that the chances of seeing the aurora here are very high?" It was really disappointing. He didn't see the thing he wanted to see the most in the freezing cold. It wouldn't be like this for the next few days.

He Songgao comforted him, "The weather has been bad recently. Let's go a little further north tomorrow, maybe we can see it."

"Oh." By the way, we're going skiing tomorrow. Roger began to look forward to it again.

They walked on the quiet mountain path back to the hotel.

It was too cold. Roger had countless hand warmers on his body. As a child who grew up in the south, it was rare for him to experience such coldness that penetrated into his bones. His nose was running, and clear water flowed between his lips. He took off his gloves and wiped his nose with a wrinkled paper.

"You are very afraid of cold." He Songgao looked at him and said.

"Yes." Luo Jie put the tissue he had used to wipe his nose into his pocket. "I am from the south and have never been to such a cold place. I am really freezing to death." Fortunately, there is heating indoors, and the heating is sufficient. He almost wanted to stay in the hotel all day and night to enjoy the heating. It was too scary. He would be frozen into an ice stick. "Are we going to the hotel by car tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"That's great. The car should be parked at the foot of the mountain, right?"

"Okay." He Songgao said, unable to help but smile.

"Alas, the weather is not good either." Roger looked up at the gray sky. Yes, the polar night in Northern Europe is not a pure black sky, but a gray mixed with other colors. Sometimes it is blue-gray, sometimes a little blue, and sometimes it looks warm. The sky is like a black paint plate. It is a different black when it is dyed with different colors. How to say it, it is also a strange experience.

"You don't like it here?"

"Like-" Roger sniffed his nose, and his hands in his pockets rubbed the cold cloth in vain, "But it would be better if it was warmer. It's really cold."

The two walked side by side. The snow was solid, and it creaked when stepped on. Sometimes they would accidentally touch shoulders. Roger wanted to get closer-don't get me wrong, it's just for friction to generate heat. Their hotel is on the top of the mountain. On the way up, they encountered many cabins, which were also rooms. Some were exquisite pointed-roof cabins, and some were square/irregular viewing rooms made of wood and glass. They were all very beautiful, and there was a carefully decorated Christmas tree at the door of each house. In the few houses with lights on, Roger saw several Chinese people, young men and women who were traveling together. They were setting up tables and electric grills on the viewing platform at the door of the house, with some fish and raw meat next to them. Roger saw them first and thought to himself that they were too fierce. They were still eating outdoors in such a cold day. Aren’t they afraid of freezing to death?

He didn't say anything, intending to pass by quietly, but the young people soon discovered them. One of the enthusiastic young men waved at them and shouted, "Hello handsome guy, are you Chinese?"

Roger had to stop and said with his lips frozen into ice: "Yes--"

"Then let's have something together! We just caught some fresh fish this morning, and we're still making milk tea in the house. Let's play together!"

The two beauties, each more beautiful than the other, wore shiny white mink coats. They looked at Luo Jie and He Songgao, giggling, "Yes, let's play together. It's fate that we meet here. Let's make friends!"

Luo Jie didn't even need to ask He Songgao's opinion, because he knew that he didn't like this kind of "fate" with strangers, so he politely smiled and refused, "No, we have something else to do, so we'll leave first."

"Okay." Although they were very sorry, they didn't try to persuade them to stay.

As they continued to walk up the mountain, Luo Jie thought of something. He Songgao paid him 20,000 yuan for "holding hands", and the total holding time was less than 30 minutes. Should he still hold the rest?

He was confused, wondering if he should remind him, but it seemed like he really wanted to hold hands with him... He just didn't want to owe him anything!

Or he could pay him back in other ways, or just return the remaining money to him. Holding for ten minutes would be one thousand yuan, and thirty minutes would be three thousand yuan, so he would still have to pay him back seventeen thousand... Oh, it hurts!

Otherwise, just let him hold it. How could he spit out what he had already eaten?

He cleared his throat and was about to speak, but He Songgao spoke first: "What are you thinking about? Your face is so red."

Luo Jie was shocked: "My face is red? Nonsense, how is it possible." And what kind of eyes do you have? You can tell that others are blushing in the dark. "I just exercised and suddenly felt very hot. Oh, we are here so soon, go inside and rest!"

Let's talk about it another day. What if he forgets about this? Then I can get the 20,000 yuan for nothing... oh, not 17,000 yuan. I

went to bed early at night and went to a sauna before going to bed. It was so comfortable that the coldness of the whole day seemed to be dispelled. He Songgao sat on the sofa in the living room to work. Luo Jie walked behind him and watched for a while. He was very bored. It was hard to imagine that someone could divide his mind to deal with work while traveling. He walked around to the opposite side of Hesonggao and drank the hot berry tea that the hotel had just delivered.

"Ah." He lay on the sofa and exhaled a breath of refreshing hot air, his mouth full of sweet berry taste, "So comfortable."

The lights in the room were warm yellow, and outside was a silent white. It was still snowing. The snow here was really big, and the texture was light and soft, like pieces of falling butterfly wings. The Christmas tree outside was flashing with colorful lights, and Roger's mind began to automatically play the Christmas song, or the music box version.

It seemed like he was dreaming, a hazy and beautiful dream.

Roger suddenly had a very unreal feeling, which made him begin to doubt whether all this was just a dream he had on the plane. In just a few days, he seemed to have become the protagonist of an exploration novel, shuttling back and forth in the fairy tale world. This book has more than just him as the protagonist, and he bit the cup of berry tea and peeked at He Songgao over the edge of the cup.

He was wearing his usual silk pajamas, but today he changed the color to a blue one with a tree pattern. The silk fabric was very close-fitting, making his muscles look unusually full, especially his chest muscles, which were hard and protruding, as if two pieces of bread were secretly stuffed inside... Well, that's not the case. Why can a person's chest muscles be so big? He lowered his head to look at his chest, which was good, flat. Alas, being flat has its advantages, but having too big chest muscles is not a good thing, it makes you look like a bandit. He thought, feeling very jealous in his heart.

The light was dim. Wouldn't it be hard on the eyes to look at the computer with such a dim light? The

hot syrup tea began to cool down. Luo Jie put down the cup and felt a little sleepy. "I'm going to bed first."

"Yeah." He Songgao said without raising his head. "

What time do you get up tomorrow?"

"Seven o'clock."

Seven o'clock? It was too early. Luo Jie shook his legs and discussed with him, "Can we get up later? Anyway, the sun rises early, and I want to sleep in."

"Okay." He Songgao agreed with him, "Then how about nine o'clock?"

"Yeah, yeah!" He wanted it the most. In this way, he could get up, brush his teeth, wash his face, and have breakfast. If he dawdled for a while, it would be dawn. "You should also go to bed early and don't stay up late."

"Okay."

After saying good night, Luo Jie went back to his room to rest.

The next day, they took a private car to a large ski resort in northern Finland, or more precisely, a resort with a hotel. Passing through the snow-covered valleys, Roger exclaimed in surprise: "It's so big! Are we going to play here later?"

He Songgao glanced over there and said, "Tomorrow, it will be dark after dinner."

"Okay." Roger was a little disappointed. This is further north than Rovaniemi. Roger even felt that the sky began to slowly darken at around one o'clock, but the snow was very white, illuminating the darkness of the night, making the polar night seem less lonely.

They still lived on the top of the mountain. The hotel shuttle took them from the front desk to the room. It was a two-story villa. Part of the living room was extended to form a glass room. There was probably some kind of heating device installed on the top to melt ice and snow, so this was a room where you could enjoy the snow scene or night scene at 180 degrees.

Luo Jie sat on the sofa and stared at the wide panoramic glass: "This, this must cost a lot of money."

"It's okay." He Songgao said lightly.

"Haha." The world of rich people is really hard to understand. It would take at least ten thousand words to stay in a room like this for one night, but it was really comfortable. Luo Jie touched the soft sofa cushion under his butt, leaned over, half lying on the sofa, looking at the twinkling starry sky above his head, "It's great, can I sleep here at night?"

"Sure." He Songgao came over and sat down next to him, "As long as you're not afraid."

"No." No, Luo Jie sat up. It seemed like a vast expanse of white snow outside, but in fact it was a wilderness, and there might be wild animals. He was scared, "Could there be some animals breaking in here in the middle of the night?"

"No." He Songgao couldn't help laughing, "Even if there is, it can't break in." "

That's good." He lay down again with confidence, and then sat up again, "What if someone passes by outside, wouldn't they see us all?"

"You're not running naked in the room, what are you afraid of?" He Songgao said jokingly, "Don't worry, no one will come up."

"Oh." Luo Jie touched his chin, thinking, "You said before that this is the Aurora Viewing Room, can we see the Aurora tonight?"

"Not necessarily, if the weather is good."

"It feels like the weather has been very bad recently." Luo Jie was a little disappointed.

"Then stay here until the weather is good and we can see the Aurora." He Songgao said.

"Really?!" Luo Jie jumped up like a zombie, "You won't lie to me!"

"No." He Songgao looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "I keep my word."

"Hehe." That's good. The president still has this bit of integrity.

Now he thinks that the weather is not a big deal, and it can even be bad all the time, so he can stay here forever. It's great, there are so many stars, so close, twinkling - the weather where you can see the stars is actually sunny. He thought after realizing it.