Chapter 698
"Yes." Gao Yang's voice was very soft, showing tiredness.

He looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the quiet backyard covered with snow, a little absent-mindedly.

"Well, um..." Can Can tilted his head and scratched his hair, holding the corner of his coat nervously with one hand: "Merry Christmas."

"You too." Gao Yang replied calmly.

"This is a gift for you." Can Can took out a pair of gray and white striped wool gloves from his pocket: "Here."

Gao Yang turned around, paused for a second, and took it: "Thank you."

"Haha, thank you. You gave me a coat, and I gave you a pair of gloves. I'll make a profit this time." Can Can pretended to be relaxed.

"I will keep it well." Gao Yang said.

"Don't you want to wear it?" Can Can asked.

"Yes." Gao Yang nodded honestly: "I already have suitable gloves."

Can Can was slightly startled and felt a sting in her chest, but she was relieved immediately.

——Really, you already knew the result, so you can’t be greedy anymore.

Can Can pursed her lips and looked up out of the floor-to-ceiling window. Her shoulders slowly relaxed, her heartbeat stopped racing, and she no longer ran out of things to say.

The two of them sat quietly on the sofa and looked at the heavy snow outside the window.

At that moment, the can in the dark prayed humbly.

——God, please don’t let any accident happen, and don’t let a third person appear again.

——Otherwise, I will definitely get up and leave wisely.

——But, just this time, I don’t want to know what’s interesting, and I don’t want to leave.

——I just want to stay next to the captain, just sit like this and watch the snow with him for a while.

——Really, just for a while.

……

At this moment, in the shadow at the corner of the revolving corridor, Qing Ling was holding a gift box.

She looked towards the sofa in the living room and saw Gao Yang and Can Can sitting side by side, looking at the snow quietly, the atmosphere was harmonious.

Qing Ling was silent for a few seconds, then quietly left and returned to her room.

She closed the door gently, put the gift in the drawer, then took out her notebook and started writing in her diary.

From very early on, Qing Ling had the habit of writing a diary.

Of course, I don’t write every day, I write occasionally.

He finished writing it quickly and Qing Ling hid the diary.

She opened the curtains in front of her desk, sat on the bed, and looked at the heavy snow outside the window for an unknown amount of time before closing her eyes.

Qing Ling: Why not send it?
Qing Ling: Suddenly I don’t want to give it away.

Qingling: Childish.

Qing Ling: You don’t understand.

Qing Ling: Gao Yang doesn’t like canned food.

Qing Ling: I know.

Qing Ling: Then I really don’t understand.

Qing Ling: Sister, giving gifts should make people happy, not embarrassing.I hope that when he thinks of me in the future, he will have happy memories.

Qing Ling: Whatever you want, just go for it. Nothing will come to you.

Qing Ling: Sister, now is not the time to distract him. I have been willful for so long and it’s time to be sensible for once.

Qing Ling: As you wish.

Qing Ling: Sister, I can’t sleep. Come watch the snow with me.

Qing Ling: Don’t watch, I want to sleep.

Qing Ling: Just for a while.Qing Ling: 3 minutes.

Qing Ling: Well, my sister is the best.

……

Four in the morning.

Xijing District, mountainous area, small white bungalow.

The woods were silent at night, with only the heavy snow falling quietly, bending the branches.

In the backyard of the small bungalow, bathed in the bright white moonlight, a girl with silver hair and red eyes, wrapped in a thin pajamas with sunflowers embroidered on the chest, with bare feet, was rolling a snowball.

There are already four snowmen next to them, namely Lord Chun, Jingzhe, Bailu and Chuxue.

These four snowmen were made by Mr. Chun and Bai Lu. Each snowman is lifelike.

When Chuxue came home and saw her, she recognized him immediately.

Now, Chuxue wants to add the snowman in Gaoyang, so that it can become a family photo.

Chuxue was not afraid of the cold, but her little hands were still red from the cold.

She rolled a small snowball on the ground, picked it up, and placed it on a big snowball. In this way, a prototype snowman was born.

Chuxue picked up wild walnuts that fell in the yard and put them on the snowman's face, turning them into two eyes.

Chuxue smiled with satisfaction and started looking for the "nose" again, but couldn't find anything suitable.

"Use this."

Bai Lu, wearing a waist-pinned red retro palace skirt and a white shawl, appeared behind Chu Xue, holding a carrot in her long white fingers.

"Sister! You haven't slept yet." Chuxue was surprised and happy.

"Similar to you, I can't sleep." Bai Lu threw the carrot to Chuxue, who caught it and inserted it into the snowman's face.

Chuxue looked at the snowman and smiled: "Haha, it's weird with a long nose."

"Deserves it." Bai Lu also smiled: "He is a liar, so he has a long nose."

"Don't talk about Gao Yang." Chuxue puffed up her cheeks: "He must have something important to do, so he didn't come."

"More important than you?" Bai Lu sneered.

Chuxue was taken aback.

"A broken promise is a broken promise, and any reason is an excuse." Bai Lu said.

Chuxue turned around and looked at the long-nosed snowman in front of her, feeling discouraged for a moment.

According to her sister's plan, she will give Gao Yang a gift tonight, watch the fireworks with Gao Yang, and confess her love to Gao Yang when the bell rings.

Then, they can go from being good friends to being lovers, just like in the movies.

However, Gao Yang did not appear.

All this has come to nothing, and there are many wishes that cannot be ticked on the wish list.

Chuxue felt a little tight in her chest.

Chuxue turned to look at Bai Lu and gently covered her chest with her hands: "Sister, I seem to be sick. I feel uncomfortable here and can't breathe."

"Fool, you're not sick, you're sad." Bai Lu felt distressed and helpless, "You were hurt by Gao Yang."

Chuxue was stunned again and slowly lowered her eyes, "So that's it. Is this... loving someone?"

Bai Lu sighed, opened her arms, and took her sister into her arms.

Chuxue also hugged her sister, buried her face in her clothes, and said in a weak voice: "Sister, I regret it. I don't want to be Gao Yang's lover anymore. I still want to be friends with Gao Yang."

Bai Lu touched her sister's head: "Chu Xue, it's too late. When you grow up, you won't be able to go back."

"Then... what should we do?" Chuxue cried softly: "Sister, I'm a little scared, I don't know what to do..."

"Don't be afraid." Bai Lu raised her head and looked at the night sky: "Just go forward, keep going."

(End of this chapter)

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