"Sister, you worry about so many things! Where will he stay? He'll definitely have to stay in the same villa as us, right? Wooden houses aren't soundproof, so if we make a lot of noise at night, you'll be unhappy."
Hearing Yang Xile say this, Lin Xiao thought she was fully prepared, but tears still welled up in her eyes instantly. Afraid that Yang Xile would notice, she quickly turned her head away.
Unexpectedly, Yang Xile, with his sharp eyes, still noticed. He said with displeasure, "Alright, alright, you're making me look like a scoundrel forcing a woman into prostitution. You can play in the room by yourself. I'm going out for a walk to clear my head. It's annoying to see you like this!"
"I'm sorry," Lin Xiao said again.
"Don't say sorry, I get annoyed just hearing those three words. I'm going out, you stay in the house and don't wander around, so I won't be unable to find you when I come back."
The second floor of this cabin also has a small terrace with a view of the snow-capped mountains. The structure is the same as the cabin they rented back then, only the interior decoration and layout are somewhat different.
Lin Xiao wandered around the house for a while, then went to the terrace and sat down to enjoy the snow. This winter, the snowfall in France was very heavy, and the entire Alps looked as if they were covered by an incredibly thick, huge blanket of cotton, making the rolling mountains look soft and fluffy.
Lin Xiao couldn't help but recall the scene of sitting on the terrace with Wei Changfeng late at night, and every song he sang that night. How wonderful it was. At least she had experienced everything that had happened.
As dusk fell, Yang Xile still hadn't returned. The town was in the midst of Christmas season, decorated with lights and colorful decorations, resembling a fairytale town.
Lin Xiao waited another hour, but Yang Xile still hadn't appeared, and she started to panic. She looked through the bags on the table; Yang Xile had brought a lot of food and drinks, so he probably wouldn't have eaten dinner outside before coming back.
She called his cell phone, and he only answered after she called three times.
Where are you? When are you coming back?
The person on the other end of the phone chuckled and said, "What? You're already missing me after just one afternoon? Weren't you crying when you saw me just now?"
Lin Xiao asked anxiously, "When are you coming back? You'll be back soon, right?"
There seemed to be a soft sigh on the other end of the phone, and Yang Xile said, "You miss me now? Too late!"
"Xile, what do you mean? You didn't just leave me here alone, did you?" Seeing that he wasn't answering his question and was just saying nonsensical things, Lin Xiao really started to panic.
"What's wrong with leaving you there? You can speak French, and I'm not going to leave you to freeze or starve to death in the deep mountains. There's a house, a fire, a fireplace, food on the table, and I've already paid half a month's rent. What are you afraid of?"
"Are you serious? You went back to Paris?" Lin Xiao began to believe him, seeing how convincing he sounded.
"Hey, no, just wait, I'll be there in a bit. Knock on the door and open it for me, I don't have my keys." Yang Xile finally softened and couldn't bear to scare her anymore.
Lin Xiao waited in the house for another ten minutes when he suddenly heard someone gently knocking on the door.
She rushed to open the door. Although she didn't have any special feelings for Yang Xile, she still hoped he would be there at this moment.
The moment the door opened, a tall, thin boy in a ski suit stood there, holding a bouquet of bright red flowers.
Lin Xiao was stunned. Before her stood Wei Changfeng, whom she had longed for day and night but could never have.
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