The Frail Beauty Is Cherished by Her Gentle Daddy

On the winter solstice, a little snowman came to life.

The boy who had built him had a cold expression and didn't seem to like him very much.

But the little snowman didn't mind. His simple little mind held only one thought: he had to repay the boy's kindness.

Heaven's way said that anyone who could bring a snowman to life had a lonely heart.

He had to warm the boy up. The little snowman knew that all he had to do was give him lots of hugs!

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Cheng Miao had lived alone for years and was long used to it.

Who could have expected that after an accident, he'd bring home a fool who couldn't even speak properly?

When asked where his home was, the boy pointed at Cheng Miao's house, blinked, and tilted his head adorably.

When asked his name, he earnestly replied that he was Xiao Xue Ren, the little snowman, Shi Song.

When asked for his family's phone number, Cheng Miao called it, only for the spare phone to start ringing.

The whole thing was equal parts infuriating and funny.

At first, Cheng Miao meant to throw him out and call out his scam, but the boy turned out to be unexpectedly delicate.

His face was pale and bloodless. A little movement made him sweat, and even his breath came out cold when he spoke.

He seemed as if he would break at the slightest touch.

In the end, Cheng Miao sighed and took him in.

After all, the boy was so stupid it seemed like he could be tricked with just a couple of words.

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The little snowman successfully moved into Cheng Miao's home.

Cheng Miao wanted cold water, so the boy huffed and puffed as he hugged the cup, slowly turning the hot water cold.

Cheng Miao: "It would cool faster if you didn't hug it."

When Cheng Miao had a fever, the boy pressed himself against him, rubbing his soft body against him as he tried to cool him down.

Cheng Miao: "I'm getting hotter and hotter. I'm about to burn up and lose my mind."

Even when Cheng Miao went to sleep, the boy had to crawl into his arms and hold him tight, claiming he was taking care of him. Then, in the middle of the night, he'd kick off the covers and whine: Can you stop hugging me? I'm going to melt from the heat! QAQ

Cheng Miao was being kept awake, but the soft, sweet-smelling little snowman was so comfortable to hold.

He didn't want to let go.

He rolled over with the boy in his arms, covered his ears, and went back to sleep.

The little snowman did his best every day, but Cheng Miao's body temperature didn't change at all. He was terribly dejected.

Why wouldn't this person warm up at all?

Cheng Miao didn't understand what was going on, but patiently comforted him.

Unexpectedly, the more he comforted him, the worse the little snowman's mood became.

Tears streamed down like water, and with a plop, he turned back into his original form. The little white ball wobbled back and forth on the table.

"What do I do? I'm so sad I'm melting!"

Cheng Miao was at a loss, gently cupping the little snowman in his hands.

Urgent! What should I do if my wife really is a snowman?

He wasn't lying to me. He's melting now. Should I put him in the fridge?

But wouldn't the fridge be too cold...

I can't bear to.

(The idea was written down in January, and the blurb was written on July 26.)

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