She wanted to go forward and hold the man's hand; but she didn't dare to break into his world for fear of disturbing him.
Perhaps, everyone needs their own private space to hide some little secrets that only belong to them. At this moment, Chang Mian seemed to be unable to get out of his own private space, and similarly, she could not get in.
Since, she should stay far behind him.
She wanted to tell him that no matter what happened, no matter whether he went to the end of the world, she was only a turn away from him.
It's not just a man who can give a woman a warm back; her warmth is also waiting for him behind her, as long as he is willing to turn around.
Chang Shang suddenly chuckled, feeling that it was a bit pretentious to think so.
But it happened that this was indeed the truest thought in her heart.
…
Looking up at the morning sun in winter, Chang Mian retracted his hands, which were blue and blue from the cold, into his pockets. Unknowingly, he had walked all night.
This is where?
he does not know.
The sky is huge and the earth is cold everywhere. Even the rising sun in this winter can't give him a trace of warmth.
Chang Mian paused. He was standing alone at a certain intersection. In the distance, he could see sanitation workers who had gotten up early and snowplows plowing the snow on the motorway.
Then, he accidentally saw the woman rubbing her hands not far away.
She stood with backlight, wearing a bright red knee-length coat, which was in sharp contrast with the white world around her. From a distance, she looked like a gorgeous plum blossom in the cold winter, so beautiful and beautiful.
He squinted his eyes, but stared at her softly.
He looked at her with a naughty smile, that smile was particularly dazzling, and then her body slowly walked towards him step by step.
She obviously wanted to run towards him, but after walking for several hours throughout the night, her strength was gone and her legs were frozen, so she could only move in front of him in small steps.
When he walked in, he realized that her face was pale from the cold, and there was a thin layer of frost on her eyebrows. He frowned and locked his eyes on her purple lips from the cold. He didn't ask her why she was here, just calmly
face, looking at her bright smile for a moment.
That smile seemed to blind him.
He spent the whole night forcing himself to be cruel, but her smile made the coldness he had gathered all night collapse like a landslide.
Warmth cannot be penetrated by the morning sun, but her smile easily warmed his heart.
"Chang Mian, it's so cold..." She rubbed her hands and raised her head: "My legs are frozen and stiff."