No one has stepped on the ice. It is a pure natural skating rink. I am afraid they were the first to think of playing like this.
The mat slides very well toward the east, sliding forward and backward, turning in circles, and moving smoothly.
At first, he dragged her with both hands, slowly leading her backwards, because Pei Xiao was afraid and did not dare to go too far. Later, he simply made her squat on the ground. He reached his hands behind his back and pulled her forward quickly.
Just like when she was little, her father would pull her to slide around on the snow.
The cold wind howled by her ears, making her face hurt, but a sense of joy gradually rose in her chest. Ever since she grew up, it seemed that she had never been so open to play, and she just felt so happy.
There were no cars honking or the hustle and bustle of the streets here, and the whole city seemed to be sleeping quietly. Only they were whizzing back and forth on the ice. She gradually came to realize that they had sneaked in over the wall, and were almost thrown out in a
After making a shocking U-turn, she finally couldn't help but cheer and scream.
Xi Xiangdong wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
There was a cough in the distance and the flash of a flashlight.
The two people were chattering, their hands behind their backs, holding each other's hands, anxiously waiting for scolding.
"Will they really take us to the police station?"
"Yes, it is estimated that the entire city of Beijing will report it tomorrow."
Pei Xiao was so frightened that his face collapsed. Only when he caught a glimpse of the smile at the corner of his mouth did he realize that he was teasing her.
The person holding the lantern was the concierge, who was still wearing a thick military coat on his shoulders. When he shined a flashlight, they were blinded by the piercing white light.
The uncle was stunned for a moment when he saw Xi Xiangdong. Instead of driving them away, he asked them to go back early when they were tired, saying that it was minus twelve degrees today.
Xi Xiangdong nodded repeatedly and said we were leaving now.
The uncle left his military coat for them.
Pei Xiao was simply stunned: "Do you know him?"
Xi Xiangdong shook his head: "I said I come here often, maybe he remembers me."
Pei Xiao was in a daze, and suddenly remembered something: "Then you still want me to climb the wall?"
"If we don't climb over the wall, he will just give us his coat and let us go."
Pei Xiao couldn't help but sweated all over, with dense beads of sweat on her forehead. He put his coat on her, wiped the sweat off her face carefully and said, "Go back, don't get cold."
She was warm from the exercise and wrapped in a heavy military coat. She felt a little dazed, just like when she was very young, when school was over in winter and it was completely dark, her father came to pick her up from school. He was afraid that she would be cold, so he put on his hat and scarf.
Take it off for her, hold her little hand with his big hand, one step deep, one step shallow.
But now she has almost forgotten even her father's appearance.
When he went out, he finally didn't have to climb over the wall. Xi Xiangdong returned his coat to the concierge and said, "Happy New Year."
The old man waved to them and said, "You have to take care of yourself." Then he took her into the car.
It's another world in the car, and the warm air from the air conditioner makes people drowsy.
He started the car and looked at his watch: "Exactly, it's twelve o'clock."
She looked up at him in confusion. He reached out and plucked the plum blossom on her temple. She had played so crazy just now and didn't even drop it. When his fingers slid across her cheek, she trembled and finally didn't hide.
She watched helplessly as he leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead: "This is our first Valentine's Day together. I hope you can be happy."
Oh my gosh, this man's love talk is a crime!
Pei Xiao sat in the car drowsily, feeling the light cold fragrance of plum blossoms everywhere.
[Jingli (fictional): The residence of national leaders.] No one has stepped on the ice. It is a pure natural skating rink. I am afraid they were the first to think of playing like this.
The mat slides very well toward the east, sliding forward and backward, turning in circles, and moving smoothly.
At first, he dragged her with both hands, slowly leading her backwards, because Pei Xiao was afraid and did not dare to go too far. Later, he simply made her squat on the ground. He reached his hands behind his back and pulled her forward quickly.
Just like when she was little, her father would pull her to slide around on the snow.
The cold wind howled by her ears, making her face hurt, but a sense of joy gradually rose in her chest. Ever since she grew up, it seemed that she had never been so open to play, and she just felt so happy.
There were no cars honking or the hustle and bustle of the streets here, and the whole city seemed to be sleeping quietly. Only they were whizzing back and forth on the ice. She gradually came to realize that they had sneaked in over the wall, and were almost thrown out in a
After making a shocking U-turn, she finally couldn't help but cheer and scream.
Xi Xiangdong wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
There was a cough in the distance and the flash of a flashlight.
The two people were chattering, their hands behind their backs, holding each other's hands, anxiously waiting for scolding.
"Will they really take us to the police station?"
"Yes, it is estimated that the entire city of Beijing will report it tomorrow."
Pei Xiao was so frightened that his face collapsed. Only when he caught a glimpse of the smile at the corner of his mouth did he realize that he was teasing her.
The person holding the lantern was the concierge, who was still wearing a thick military coat on his shoulders. When he shined a flashlight, they were blinded by the piercing white light.
The uncle was stunned for a moment when he saw Xi Xiangdong. Instead of driving them away, he asked them to go back early when they were tired, saying that it was minus twelve degrees today.
Xi Xiangdong nodded repeatedly and said we were leaving now.
The uncle left his military coat for them.
Pei Xiao was simply stunned: "Do you know him?"
Xi Xiangdong shook his head: "I said I come here often, maybe he remembers me."
Pei Xiao was in a daze, and suddenly remembered something: "Then you still want me to climb the wall?"
"If we don't climb over the wall, he will just give us his coat and let us go."
Pei Xiao couldn't help but sweated all over, with dense beads of sweat on her forehead. He put his coat on her, wiped the sweat off her face carefully and said, "Go back, don't get cold."
She was warm from the exercise and wrapped in a heavy military coat. She felt a little dazed, just like when she was very young, when school was over in winter and it was completely dark, her father came to pick her up from school. He was afraid that she would be cold, so he put on his hat and scarf.
Take it off for her, hold her little hand with his big hand, one step deep, one step shallow.
But now she has almost forgotten even her father's appearance.
When he went out, he finally didn't have to climb over the wall. Xi Xiangdong returned his coat to the concierge and said, "Happy New Year."
The old man waved to them and said, "You have to take care of yourself." Then he took her into the car.
It's another world in the car, and the warm air from the air conditioner makes people drowsy.
He started the car and looked at his watch: "Exactly, it's twelve o'clock."
She looked up at him in confusion. He reached out and plucked the plum blossom on her temple. She had played so crazy just now and didn't even drop it. When his fingers slid across her cheek, she trembled and finally didn't hide.
She watched helplessly as he leaned forward and placed a kiss on her forehead: "This is our first Valentine's Day together. I hope you can be happy."
Oh my gosh, this man's love talk is a crime!
Pei Xiao sat in the car drowsily, feeling the light cold fragrance of plum blossoms everywhere.
[Jingli (fictional): the residence of national leaders.]