On Christmas Eve, snowflakes were like flying marshmallows, covering the floor.
Li Bihai stretched out his right hand, wrapped it around the back of Ai Qing's neck, and gently placed it on her right shoulder, fearing that Ai Qing would lose her footing and slip in the snow.
The shadows of the trees were whirling and the street lights were shadowy, reflecting the backs of one tall and one short, as if they had walked for a lifetime.
Ai Qing was wearing snow boots, kicking the snow happily, and suddenly said: "Today, I am eighteen years old."
"I know." Li Bihai's voice sounded softly, with a nasal sound that sounded like a cold.
Ai Qing's cheeks were red, her heart was beating uncontrollably, and she said, "Do you still remember what you said last year?"
A smile flashed across Li Bihai's lips. He stopped, took Ai Qing's hand, and pulled her closer to his arms.
Without hesitation or speaking, he leaned down and gently kissed Ai Qing's forehead.
Snowflakes were falling continuously.
Purpose: When you are with the person you love, your whole life will be sunny.