Looking at Qiu Baiwei who was having a lot of fun fighting with Xue, she looked at her red hands again. Zhao Bi took off her gloves with great distress, grabbed two handfuls of snow on the ground and stuffed them in with tears.

"Hey." Zhao Bi handed over the gloves.

Qiu Baiwei rubbed her red hands, took the gloves and put them on. The cold air instantly wrapped her palm.

"Zhao Bi!" Qiu Baiwei gritted her teeth.

"Hahahaha." Zhao Bi's unrestrained laughter echoed on the road. Of course, the running steps did not stop because there was murderous aura chasing him behind him.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Zhao Bi leaned against a tree, held an umbrella in his right hand and gasped for a ceasefire.

Qiu Baiwei glanced at Zhao Bi, bent down and picked up two handfuls of snow and stuffed them into gloves, then handed them over.

"You look up first." Zhao Bi pointed to her head.

"Hmm?" Qiu Baiwei looked up, her eyes blinking and she wrote with confusion.

Zhao Bi stood up and kicked the tree trunk heavily. The snowflakes on the branches fell one after another. The cherry blossoms fell at a speed of five centimeters.

Snowflakes are the same.

Drawing a knife can't keep the fallen cherry blossoms, but holding an umbrella can.

Zhao Bi calmly put the umbrella in his hand and pressed the button.

call out--

The posture is handsome and the effect is three-dimensional.

The umbrella was stretched open and wrapped around the two.

The snowflakes fell down, shining with light under the refraction of the warm sun.

When it falls to the top of the umbrella, it may be retained or slides down on both sides. The world of two people under the umbrella becomes sincerely quiet.

Looking at the transparent umbrella roof, watching the snowflakes and the warm sun make a difference. Qiu Baiwei's eyes are softer and crescent.

"Merry Christmas." Zhao Bi smiled brightly.

"Merry Christmas."

"I won't wear gloves."

"I want to eat grilled fish tonight." Qiu Baiwei gently put the gloves into Zhao Bi's hands.

"...OK."

"Oh, it's time, am I almost late?"

Zhao Bi put away his umbrella and looked at the time: "There are only five minutes left."

"Then I'm going to be late."

"It seems to be."

"Hehehehe."

When Zhao Bi sent Qiu Baiwei to the teaching building, he waved goodbye. Today is Christmas, and he felt that the relationship between the two could go further tonight.

How to do it? Zhao Bi felt a little hurt in his head. At this time, he regretted it. He had performed a lot of romantic surprises in the past few months.

He felt that Qiu Baiwei's psychological threshold might be raised by himself.

Zhao Bi was at a loss and the phone in her pocket rang.

"Hello."

"Well... are you in school?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little cautious.

"Here..." Zhao Bi looked at the caller ID in a daze. It was Lin Qiuxi. Since the phone call he passed at the beginning of school, the two of them have had a handful of calls in the past few months.

"I'm at your school gate."

"Ah?" Zhao Bi was confused: "When did you come..."

"Just arrived, do you have time to meet me?"

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll go out to find you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Bi looked back at Sanjiao, then took off his gloves, exhaled a few breaths of heat in his cold hands. Then he sighed and walked out.

A milk tea shop outside the school. Zhao Bi and Lin Qiuxi sat opposite each other.

Like Zhao Bi, Lin Qiuxi was wearing a down jacket. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail and glasses were mounted on the bridge of her nose. Her cheeks on both sides were a little red with cold.

She had long hair, untied, and was scattered.

Compared to Lin Qiuxi's mature face in my impression, Lin Qiuming in front of me is much more immature. She looks like a student.

The atmosphere was a little silent, Zhao Bi's eyes were a little erratic, holding the milk tea in both hands, and sucking in small mouthfuls from time to time.

"Puff, why are you nervous?" Lin Qiuxi smiled like a flower.

Looking at Lin Qiuxi, who had a clear smile and a square manner, Zhao Bi's memory was pulled to a long time ago, when they were in high school, they were also so carefree.

My heart suddenly calmed down, and Zhao Bi showed a cheerful smile: "Why did you suddenly think about coming to me today? I didn't say anything in advance. I can't entertain my old classmates well."

Lin Qiuxi's hands were pinched together under the table, and her smile was still bright: "Why, I'm not welcome."

"Where, it's too late to be happy."

"How's my college life like these few months?"

"It's pretty good, where are you?"

"I'm pretty good, too."

"How is it? The girl I like has chased you."

"No, but I plan to confess my love to her tonight."

"That's it. Come on, I wish you success."

"Thank you, I will."

The air calmed down again, and Lin Qiuxi looked out the glass door.

The sky on the street was already dark, and the air conditioner made the milk tea shop a little warm, and the glass was covered with a thin layer of water mist.

Inside and outside the house are like two worlds, like her and Zhao Bi in front of her.

Lin Qiuxi tightened the down jacket on her body, as if she was a little afraid of the cold: "Don't mind accompanying me out for a walk."

"certainly."

The streets on Christmas Eve were very noisy, and the businesses on both sides of the street were decorated with Christmas ornaments, and many stores set up Ping Anguo stalls at the door.

The two walked on the right side of the road, aimless.

Zhao Bi wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.

"Hey, look at the snow."

Snow fell from the sky, and Lin Qiuxi stretched out her hands excitedly.

Zhao Bi smiled, without saying a word. She just looked at the cheerful Lin Qiuxi quietly.

Crunch-

The harsh sound of brakes swung on the road, and a taxi stopped urgently.

Zhao Bi, who had been distracted for a few seconds, immediately rushed over and pulled Lin Qiuxi back who had suddenly jumped onto the main road. He looked at her up and down anxiously, and shouted when he saw that it was nothing serious.

"Are you crazy? Do you know how dangerous this is?"

Lin Qiuxi helped out her glasses, looked up at Xiaoxue floating in the sky, with a rebirth and relieved look on her face: "Sorry."

The terrified taxi driver let go of his seat belt and walked towards Lin Qiuxi with a momentum.

"you......"

"Master, please give it to the train station." Lin Qiuxi handed over a hundred-dollar bill directly.

The driver's face turned red and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Lin Qiuxi walked straight to the side of the car, opened the door, and sat down in the back seat.

"You are." Zhao Bi ran over and stood outside the car window and looked inside. He felt a little unresponsive.

"Go away, get the train back to school."

"Don't stay for one night?"

"No, please hurry up, master." Lin Qiuxi smiled and said to the driver.

"Oh, OK." The driver returned to the driver's seat.

"Would it be too urgent? Why don't you stay for a night? It's already so late." Zhao Bi said.

"No need, there will be classes tomorrow." Lin Qiu waved his hand.

The driver slowly started the car and moved forward slowly.

"Hey, Merry Christmas." Lin Qiuxi rolled down the car window, stretched his head and shouted to Zhao Bi.
To be continued...