There Is Snow in My Arms

[See the bottom of the copy of the next volume of "Leaving Someone on the Fence"] A wild and perverse little hedgehog x a hard-mouthed, soft-hearted and shy big-tailed wolf Fu Juexi, who has easily captured half of the campus forums with just one photo, is cold and gentle, distant and polite, and his mood is as stable as the heart rate line of a deceased person. When facing Sang Zhao alone, her already faint smile would disappear in an instant, and she would always look away impatiently, or even turn away without replying. In this regard, Sang Zhao only thought it was due to his personality. After all, not long ago he had borrowed an umbrella to protect himself from the rain. After Fu Juexi once again ignored Sang Zhao and turned away, someone lamented to Sang Zhao: "Fu Juexi really hates you." Sang Zhao was startled. He hated her and even lent her an umbrella. Fu Juexi was really a nice person. * The other half of the campus forum has recently been occupied by the CPs of Fu Juexi and Sang Zhao, who are known as "a little bit red". Although everyone knows that Fu Juexi hates Sang Zhao, most students don't want to care about the life and death of others. Going crazy makes people happy. They all sent their best wishes for a rainbow of love to "Yidianhong". It's a pity that God did not fulfill his wish. A little bit of dividends was distributed miserably. * At the time when love was intense, Sang Zhao cut open Fu Juexi's chest with a sharp blade and left decisively, leaving him trapped in the snowy cage, licking the wounds that could not be healed and unable to escape. There were no fish or geese for more than 1,800 days and nights. Fu Juexi survived with full of hatred. He vowed to see Sang Zhao again. Then, he strangled her neck with his own hands. Finally, we meet again. Fu Juexi stared at Sang Zhao with cold eyes. He stretched out his hand, which had veins running up to his forearm due to too much exertion, to protect the back of Sang Zhao's head. The hoarse breath squeezed out between his teeth hid the unnoticeable grievance—— "I've been waiting for you at the top of the mountain that day, why didn't you come?" Tips *1v1, body and mind only have each other, he. *Bloody/cheesy *It is a private installation, please do not take it seriously, thank you~ *The two people did not separate because of a misunderstanding. *No one is perfect and makes no mistakes. ——Pre-receipt of the copywriting of "Leaving Someone on the Fence"—— Nurture/Secret Love Comes True/Extreme Pull As long as Xue Hua can remember, she has often been pushed out of the house and moved around. She always stayed in the east house for two days and stayed in the west house for two days. The first thing I learned was to look at people's faces, and the first idiom was to rely on others. * On the day my mother and stepfather were buried, the sky was dripping with water. Xue Hua looked at the slightly covered urn and pursed her lips without saying a word, letting herself be pushed around by everyone. When she staggered and fell, a broad hand held her firmly. The man was tall and Xue Hua could barely see his clear-cut jaw when he raised his head. "Do you want to go home with me?" He knelt down and looked directly at Xuehua. Stretch out your hand, palm up. Xuehua saw her own figure in his dark and beautiful pupils, so she grabbed his hand and left with him without any regrets. "The clouds have cleared and the mist has cleared, but the sky is clear. From now on, will I call you Chunji?" The sun broke through the dark clouds, casting tiny shadows on his face. He shook Xuehua's hand, "My name is Li Songchen, and I am your... Uncle." Xue Hua nodded confusedly. From then on, she had a name and a family, and no longer depended on others. * At the birthday party in junior high school, Chunji closed her eyes and made a serious wish - to grow up quickly. Finally, after passing the college entrance examination, Chunji celebrated his eighteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony. She confessed her love again on the eve of Li Songchen's blind date. Li Songchen's expression was serious, his jaw and neckline were extremely tight. He pushed Chunji away from his arms and calmly and clearly uttered a few words: "Chunji, no." Chun Ji calmed his blushing face, pulled up his coat that slid to his arms, turned around and left neatly. * Two years later, on Christmas Eve, Li Songchen appeared again in Yichuan, a thousand miles away from Nanming. He stood at the gate of Yi University, repeatedly refreshing the circle of friends that Chunji had blocked him for a long time, and finally clicked into the dialog box, carefully studying the chat records of the past two years. Chunji was like a robot programmed to automatically send messages of blessing every holiday, but nothing else. Li Songchen tapped the screen and sent a message: Can I see you? The phone vibrated, and Chunji replied as always: Li Songchen, no. The veins on Li Songchen's forehead bulged slightly, but he finally couldn't hold it back and changed to his sixth new mobile phone in two years overnight. #My little ancestor who lives on someone else's fence Tips *1v1, body and mind only have each other, he. *No blood relationship, no dating before minors, no cross-border intimate contact. *The male protagonist is 10 years older than the female protagonist *bloody/cheesy *"The clouds have cleared, the mist has dispersed, but the sky is clear" comes from Lu Dian's "Gift to Wang Junyi" *Already archived on 2023/03/01 Intention: Time is speechless, but stones can speak