While eating the cake, Lin Wanwan couldn't help but asked how they could remember her birthday.
Wu Xiangxiang pointed at Yan Yufei: "Yufei remembered it. She bought the birthday cake, and Tianying and I remembered it. Wanwan, why do you celebrate your birthday in the lunar calendar? I really can't remember the lunar calendar."
Lin Wanwan only listened to the first half of the sentence and then smiled and said to Yan Yufei: "Thank you, Yufei! You didn't even call me, in case I don't come back!"
Yan Yufei sat cross-legged on the chair, eating the cake, squinting her eyes slightly with an expression of enjoyment: "Oh, don't be too moved, in fact, I just want to eat DQ's ice cream cake. If you don't come back, I won't
Delay us from eating cake!"
Although she said so, Lin Wanwan knew that was not the case.
She silently remembered Yan Yufei's love in her heart.
When waiting for her birthday next year, I will also repay her well.
While eating the cake, Wu Xiangxiang looked at Lin Wanwan and suddenly said in a surprised tone as if Columbus discovered the New World of America: "Ah! Lin Wanwan, why do you wear different clothes when you go out and when you come back?"
Lin Wanwan: "..."
This guy has really sharp eyes!
It's different but normal, because she and Xiao Chong made her clothes wet during the day in the bathroom.
Lin Wanwan hasn't spoken yet - mainly because she did something ridiculous with Xiao Chong today, and she feels a little guilty.
However, Yan Yufei said angrily: "Wu Xiangxiang, do you really don't know or are you pretending not to know? The school girl rented a house outside, and Wanwan's seasonal clothes were left outside. She went to take a bath and change clothes.
Is it weird?"
Wu Xiangxiang laughed dryly: "Wanwan, are you following Tianying's example and taking a bath every day?"
"Yeah." Lin Wanwan responded casually.
Today is her birthday, and now is the happy time to eat cake. She doesn't want to argue with Wu Xiangxiang.
It was very late after eating the cake. Except for Chen Tianying who had to take a shower every day even in the cold winter months, the other three simply washed themselves in the bathroom and went to bed.
Lin Wanwan was still hiding in her small mosquito net and sending WeChat messages to Xiao Chong for a long time.
It's obvious that we've always been tired of being together, but a man and woman in love always have endless things to talk about.
Later, I don’t know when I fell asleep, and I don’t know how many flowers fell in my dream.
The weather is getting colder, the final exam is approaching, and there are more and more people in the library.
Xiao Chong still wants to participate in the American competition, but this time, Lin Wanwan will not hesitate. Winning a Higher Education Society Cup is already the highlight of her undergraduate career.
The most important thing is that this is mathematics after all and has nothing to do with her Chinese language major.
Zhang Wu was admitted to graduate school with the Higher Education Society Cup, and because of her professionalism, she only received extra points.
Fortunately, Lin Wanwan is not obsessed with graduate school and has not worked hard in this direction. So far, she still wants to work after graduating from bachelor's degree.
Just choosing to stay in the capital or return to Yongcheng is a little confusing.
Xiao Chong must be in the capital, because he has been guaranteed a post, and his mentor has long taken a liking to him.
If Lin Wanwan chooses to graduate and return to her hometown to find a job, then they will have a long-distance relationship.
Occasionally when thinking about these things in the dead of night, Lin Wanwan would feel a little melancholy.
In fact, she knew that Xiao Chong wanted her to continue studying for graduate school, so she wanted to take her to win the award. However, when Lin Wanwan thought about her grandfather's age, she couldn't bear to stay too far away from home.
It’s my sophomore year, and life goes by very quickly.
The deceased is like a man who never gives up day and night.
The first snow today was in late November, and that day happened to be Friday.
Lin Wanwan and Xiao Chong were studying by the window in the study room when they suddenly heard a commotion and someone exclaimed, "It's snowing."
Needless to say, the people who are so happy about the heavy snow are of course the freshmen from the south.
Lin Wanwan said that as a sophomore senior sister, she can already face the heavy snow calmly.
She turned her head and lay down at the window, looking at the falling snow from the sky, her lips widened unconsciously.
Xiao Chong closed the book, gently rubbed the back of Lin Wanwan's neck, and said with a smile: "Let's go for a walk in the snow."
Lin Wanwan turned to look at him sideways: "How childish!"
Xiao Chong smiled slightly: "Yes, I am naive. Then my dear wife, are you going?"
Lin Wanwan blushed slightly, put away all the books, stood up and said, "I'm hungry, let's go eat hot pot!"
Xiao Chong stood up immediately and smiled fondly: "Okay."
As he spoke, he took Lin Wanwan's book and put it into his backpack together.
When she walked to the door, Lin Wanwan suddenly remembered: "Hey, I didn't bring an umbrella."
"I have it." Xiao Chong calmly took out a blue-ink folding umbrella from his backpack, opened it in the snow, opened his arms and hugged Lin Wanwan into his arms, "Let's go."
Lin Wanwan looked up from his arms, looked at him and said, "Do you remember to read the weather forecast every day?"
Xiao Chong smiled casually: "I watch it occasionally, but I know a little about celestial phenomena."
"Heh." Lin Wanwan laughed, not taking Xiao Chong's words seriously.
The sound of snow falling on the umbrella was so beautiful that the whole campus felt like it was suddenly awakened.
People kept coming out of the heated libraries, teaching buildings, and study rooms, cheering in the heavy snow.
Like birds breaking out of their cages, they are dancing in the sky.
Lin Wanwan couldn't help but lighten her steps, stretched out her hand outside the umbrella, and saw heavy snow falling in the sky.
The snowflakes melted instantly in her palms, and her hands became wet in an instant.
Xiao Chong took out a napkin and handed it to Lin Wanwan, but she just squeezed it and did not dry her hands immediately.
"This snow should be able to accumulate, right? When the snow stops, we can have a snowball fight!"
"good."
Xiao Chong vaguely remembered that Lin Wanwan, a thousand years ago, also liked snow so much.
Every time it snows, she will choose to eat hot pot. Everyone sits around the fire, playing the piano and enjoying the snow, which is very interesting.
Because it was snowing and it was inconvenient to ride bicycles, the two of them huddled under an umbrella and walked back to Wenting Community from the campus.
Every Friday night, Lin Wanwan would stay overnight at Xiao Chong's home outside the school.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Besides, it started snowing today, and the two of them agreed to go back and have hot pot.
Xiao Chong also specially boiled a pot of wine and had a few drinks.
Lin Wanwan was not interested in wine at first, but when she saw Xiao Chong drinking freely, as if wine was something special and wonderful, she couldn't help but take a few sips every time.
It's the best time to talk about love when you're a little drunk.
Ever since they tasted the forbidden fruit, the two of them have been out of control, and their happiness here cannot be described in words.
When love is so intense, there is no room for even a trace of distance.
If Lin Wanwan before was a pure but not demonic lotus that could not be played with from a distance, then now she is more like a blooming rose, exuding a sultry fragrance all over her body.
The next day, Saturday, neither of them mentioned anything about going out, and they stayed in the house in a tacit understanding.
Later, Lin Wanwan felt that if she continued to indulge like this, she would be exhausted, so she took out Xiao Chong's daily writing paper and pen to practice calligraphy in order to calm down.
At first, Xiao Chong said seriously that he wanted to teach her. Since his calligraphy was really amazing, Lin Wanwan was naturally willing to learn from him.
But as I taught, I changed from copying to holding a pen hand by hand, and then...
From then on, Lin Wanwan found it difficult to look directly at calligraphy!
After martial arts was reduced to goblin fighting, calligraphy followed suit.
Lin Wanwan found that when she was alone with Xiao Chong, she could no longer be serious.
The cool and unrestrained immortal who controlled everything calmly and self-possessed outside turned into a greedy and hungry big bad wolf after closing the door.
After the nonsense, Xiao Chong pulled off the messy sheets and threw them on the floor. He hugged Lin Wanwan and nestled on the large sofa, watching the snow and the sunset.
Lin Wanwan raised her head in Xiao Chong's arms and looked at him unscrupulously. She was close enough to see the small down on his body. Under the light and shadow refracted by the blinds, it seemed to have a faint golden edge.
Xiao Chong felt her gaze and lowered his head to look into her eyes.
At this time, Lin Wanwan's face was still flushed, as if a little rouge had been smudged on her cheeks.
Looking at this look for two seconds will make you feel distraught.
"Wanwan..."
Lin Wanwan reached out and put her hand on his lips: "Don't talk."
She couldn't stand the fact that he used such a cold and pleasant voice and said those strange words that would make her whole body burn.
Her fingers slowly traced the outline of his face, drawing his sword-shaped eyebrows and peach-blossom eyes, drawing his perfectly tall and overhanging nose, his perfect and clear jawline, and then his gracefully curved swan neck.
Until the Adam's apple.
Xiao Chong grabbed her hand and whispered: "If you keep doing this, I can't stand it."
Lin Wanwan tried to retract her hand, but failed.
Xiao Chong grabbed her hand and said, "Help me."
Lin Wanwan's face burned: "No."
Xiao Chong didn't force himself, and looked at her with his dark and deep eyes, like the king of beasts staring at his prey: "From now on, you can call me cousin when no one is around in private, okay?"
Lin Wanwan looked into the reflection of the villain deep in his eyes, and expressed sincere doubts: "Why do you like me to call you that? Is it some kind of substitute literature that treats me as your cousin?"
Xiao Chong couldn't help laughing, his whole body shook with laughter: "Cousin, you have such a rich imagination."
After a pause, he said with a serious look: "Because I often dreamed about our previous life. In the previous life, we were distant cousins. At that time, you would call me cousin every day, which made my heart melt."
Lin Wanwan didn't believe it and wanted to see the answer to the mystery on his face, but couldn't see anything.
If Xiao Chong's emotions could be seen through so easily, then he wouldn't be who he is.
"You are a born actor, I don't even know if what you said is true or not." Lin Wanwan pouted, she really couldn't understand Xiao Chong.
Even when they were the most intimate and without any distance, his eyes were never pure, as if they were as unpredictable as an abyss.
Sometimes, she even felt that he was looking at someone deep inside through her.
Those eyes with the light of wisdom have always made people confused and defeated, without revealing even the slightest clue.
Lin Wanwan sighed: "Forget it, I believe you for now...cousin."
Xiao Chong lowered his head and kissed her.
The two men hung out in darkness for another day and night, and the clouds in the sky and the snow on the ground could all bear witness to their madness.
On the weekend afternoon, Lin Wanwan pushed Xiao Chong away and took a long bath. Her hands were soaked before she came out.
The aromatherapy stove in the living room was burning unknown incense, and the smell was pleasant. Xiao Chong was painting in the study room with the door open.
Lin Wanwan got dressed, put on her scarf and was ready to leave.
"You won't have class until ten o'clock tomorrow." Someone who memorized Lin Wanwan's class schedule better than herself put down the paintbrush and walked out.
Lin Wanwan lowered her head and squatted to put on her shoes: "I haven't read a word in the past two days, and I haven't read any books at all."
Xiao Chong was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll give it to you."
Lin Wanwan didn't say anything, put on her shoes and opened the door.
Xiao Chong casually took off the down jacket from the mobile hanger and chased after him.
In the winter in the capital, down jackets are indispensable. Lin Wanwan directly put the hood up on her head, and then wrapped it in a scarf, leaving only two sparkling eyes looking at the snow-white world.
She murmured under her scarf: "We agreed to have a snowball fight in the snow..."
As a result, let alone having a snowball fight, I didn't even take a step out of the door.
Xiao Chong looked down at her wrapped head, smiled slightly, turned around, and pulled her towards Weiming Mountain.
Lin Wanwan was confused: "What are you doing? You're going the wrong way."
Xiao Chong turned to look at her and smiled: "Didn't you talk about a snowball fight?"
"Did you hear that?" Lin Wanwan wrinkled her nose and looked at the rugged world of ice and snow around her. She only considered it for a second before deciding to go play in the snow first.
There are students playing in the snow everywhere on campus. They are basically from the south, especially freshmen from the south.
Everyone made snowmen, threw snowballs, ran, jumped and sang, happily like children.
Lin Wanwan and Xiao Chong joined in, not at all out of place.
Snow began to fall in the sky again. Lin Wanwan pulled down her hat and opened her arms to embrace Bai Xue.
Xiao Chong came over and pulled her: "Have you had enough fun? Go back, I see your hands are like ice cubes."
Lin Wanwan looked at the white snow on Xiao Chong's head that had not yet melted, and smiled like a fool: "We are covered in snow together today, and we will grow old together in this life."
Xiao Chong smiled: "I would like to have the same person, and we will be together forever. I don't want to grow old in vain, I want to be real."
After speaking, he pulled Lin Wanwan and kissed her on the cold forehead, and whispered: "I sent a paper to your mailbox, please go back and read it."
The next second, he opened the folding umbrella and hugged Lin Wanwan into his arms, blocking the white snow: "Let's go, I think you have had enough fun, and the cold will outweigh the gains."
Lin Wanwan didn't object, and was supported by him towards the dormitory building: "I want to learn skating this year."
The ice on Weiming Lake has become very thick.
"Okay, you have the final say." Xiao Chong naturally responded to her in everything.
After a while, Lin Wanwan remembered and asked: "What paper did you publish?"
Xiao Chong said: "The one who cracked the oracle bone inscriptions."
Lin Wanwan was shocked: "Ah? Is it the oracle bone inscription with one hundred thousand characters?"
"Well, maybe it will be useful for your research."
Lin Wanwan was silent for a while, and then said: "I don't want it, it's your thesis. And, actually, I don't really want to go to graduate school."
"...I know." Xiao Chong smiled lightly, "I just want to give you one more choice."
While talking, the two of them walked downstairs to the dormitory. Xiao Chong let go of Lin Wanwan: "Go in and make a cup of ginger tea to ward off the cold."
Lin Wanwan stood by the door and looked at him for a while, then waved her hand: "You should go back and drink hot water."
The topic of graduate students came to an abrupt end.