Jiaojiao pushed him away, her face red, and feeling unsatisfied, she gave him a fierce glare before turning around, running off in her slippers with a clatter.
Duan Xi watched her small figure running away quickly, his gaze extrely gentle.
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After Jiaojiao and Duan Xi’s engagent party, Beidu officially entered winter. In late December, it snowed in Beidu, and the snow was heavy, turning the entire city into a silver-draped wonderland.
Many classmates from the south might have never seen snow before, or at least not such heavy snow. The mont they saw such a big snowfall, they dashed out to play wildly. Wu Huan, also a southerner, ran over after class to drag Jiaojiao out: "Jiaojiao, let’s go play in the snow together, it’s so big!"
Jiaojiao was already being dragged out of the classroom, so she quickly refused: "Wu Huan, I’m not going. You go ahead. I’m afraid of the cold."
"It’s not cold when it’s snowing; it’s only cold when the snow lts." Chen Hui also chid in excitedly. She had seen snow before, but not as heavy as in Beidu.
Jiaojiao still refused, sowhat embarrassed, "My health isn’t great; I better not go. I just recovered from a cold not long ago."
After entering December, the weather got colder, far colder than when she was in Yuansu. Previously, although Jiaojiao often ca to Beidu, she mostly stayed indoors and rarely went out; her ho had heating, so she didn’t feel the cold.
But now, being a student, even though the classroom was warm, outdoor activities were inevitable. As soon as December began, she caught a cold that took more than half a month to recover from.
Wu Huan rembered Jiaojiao’s lack of energy when she had a cold a few days ago, so he didn’t insist anymore: "I totally forgot, Jiaojiao, you go back to the classroom and rest. Chen Hui and I will go down. Do you want a snowball? I can bring one up for you."
Jiaojiao shook her head with a smile.
After Wu Huan and Chen Hui went down, Jiaojiao didn’t hurry back into the classroom. Instead, she stood on the balcony, watching people playing in the snow. So were rolling around, others having snowball fights, and laughter filled the air. Just watching them, Jiaojiao seed to be infected by their joy and couldn’t help but smile.
"You don’t like snow?" Jiang Xun asked, having sohow walked up beside her without her noticing.
Jiaojiao was a bit surprised and then nodded.
She really didn’t like snow, not at all, because past events had left her with an indelible shadow. She truly disliked such cold things.
She had never told anyone before, and she hadn’t expected him to know.
"I don’t like it either." Jiang Xun looked into the distance, as if he was seeing sothing beyond the snowfield, his tone carrying a hint of gloom, "Especially the snow before I was twelve."
Jiaojiao turned to look at him. She knew he was probably referring to his life in Xiahe Village back then, but she didn’t know what to say or how to respond.
In fact, she found it strange herself; every ti she was alone with Jiang Xun, she felt awkward and stiff, even though it wasn’t like this when they were kids.
Although she told herself last ti that she wanted to be ordinary classmates, she always subconsciously minimized their interactions whenever possible.
"Are you familiar with Feng Nianian?" Jiang Xun didn’t seem to expect an answer from Jiaojiao. The topic shifted so suddenly it was baffling, switching to Feng Nianian.
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