Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

It snowed in the sea this year.

Snow fell across the city, but when it touched the ground, it turned into water.

Cheng Chu's plane was just a few days later.

Now it's the winter vacation, she and Gu Miao are stuck together almost every day. Couples who are about to be separated, every second together is precious.

In the evening, the two of them finished their dinner and walked hand in hand on the streets of Haishi.

When the cold wind blows, the melted snowflakes turn into moisture, which penetrates into the human bones.

The roadside is dimly lit, and a private cinema opens on the corner of the street.

Cheng Chu said: "Let's go to the movies."

Gu Miao took her hand and nodded obediently.

Private cinemas have individual private rooms, where you can order the movies you want to watch.

The door of the private room opened, and Gu Miao walked in with popcorn and two glasses of Coke.

Cheng Chu still held the remote control in his hand, raised his eyes and asked, "What do you want to see?"

The boy put down what he was holding, "Whatever you want."

Cheng Chu didn't expect him to answer anything, so he came, "Well, then I will choose one."

The light on the screen made the girl's eyes twinkled. She frowned and thought, seemingly difficult to make a decision.

Gu Miao handed her a glass of Coke, "Choose slowly, it doesn't matter."

Cheng Chu took a sip, and his frowning eyebrows suddenly loosened, "There is Harry Potter here, my favorite when I was young, especially the third part, I watched it several times."

She turned her head, interested: "Should we watch Harry Potter?"

"Okay." Gu Miao nodded gently.

"But." Cheng Chu's voice gradually lowered, and he whispered in a low voice: "There is not even one or two."

The lights in the theater are dim and the surroundings are quiet.

Gu Miao said, "Don't you like to watch the third part? Let's just start watching the third part."

Cheng Chu turned her head. She had just finished drinking Coke, and her dry lips were stained with water.

"Have you seen Harry Potter, I'm afraid you won't understand it directly from the third part."

Gu Miao's heart was hot, and a smile wafted from her slightly cold eyebrows.

"I've seen it." He lied.

The girl’s peachy eyes lit up suddenly, and she said in surprise: "Okay, then I will press the third part."

The screen dimmed instantly, and the room was pitch black. The breath of the two of them was like vines entwined outside the window, gradually intertwined.

Gu Miao felt the girl's warm body gradually spread to his heart following the arms where they were touching.

It was a kind of warmth that made him addicted and at ease.

His fingers quivered slightly, and finally slowly raised his arm to put the girl in his arms.

The screen lit up with a faint light, and the movie began.

Gu Miao looked at each other, but the girl in her arms looked seriously.

The third Harry Potter book is the Prisoner of Azkaban, this is the turning point of this fairy tale buried in darkness.

Although Cheng Chu had watched it several times, the memory was long gone, and the ups and downs of the plot still made her heart hang up and down again.

From the cinema, it was not too late, and the sky was dotted with a few lonely stars.

Cheng Chu turned his head and whispered: "Brother Miao."

"Huh?" His voice was very gentle.

The girl raised her head and asked, "What do you think your patron saint is?"

He was startled, and it took a few seconds before he realized that the girl was talking about the story of Harry Potter just now.

A dementor is a kind of monster in the magic world. It will absorb your happy memories, and everyone will have their own patron saint. When you encounter a dementor, the only way to dispel it is to call your patron saint .

The warm yellow street lights are imaginary, seeming to put a layer of warm winter clothes on the cold street.

Gu Miao lowered her head, her dark eyes seemed to fall into a little bit of stars, shining brightly in the cold winter night.

His stern eyebrows stretched out, and his eyes were soft and tender.

My patron saint is you, Chu Chu.

In this lonely life, you are all the colorful colors, all the light and heat, all the joy and joy.

The winter night was very cold, and the howling wind blew the girl's hair.

Gu Miao stretched out her hand and pinned her hair behind her ears very lightly.

The girl raised her head, and the dim light became bright in her eyes.

"I think your patron saint is a bunny, always shy, with red ears."

He laughed lowly, his ears glowing red from the street lamp.

"It's shy," he said stiffly.

Cheng Chu put his hands behind him, stood on tiptoe, lightly touched his lips, and walked forward a few steps, then turned around and smiled: "Where is it? You touch your ears now, don't you? It's hot."

The soft touch between his lips slowly penetrated into his heart and melted away in the rushing blood. Before he could feel the strange heartbeat, he obediently reached out and touched his ears.

In the winter night, his hands were a little cold, making his ears hotter.

"How is it? Is it hot?" The girl's clear eyes were sly and she looked at him with a smile.

The enthusiasm seemed to spread gradually along the auricle to his face. Gu Miao quickly lowered his head and changed the subject: "Then what do you think is your patron saint?"

The girl chuckled softly, her voice rippling in the night breeze of the sea.

"If your patron saint is a rabbit, then I must be the same as you."

Gu Miao raised her eyes.

The girl was wearing a big cotton-padded jacket with a circle of fine fluff around her hat. A little white mist rose from her breath, making the fluff sway slightly.

The slightly raised peach eyes flashed with brilliance.

The warmth in his heart was flowing like spring water, but he didn't actually understand the girl's hidden confession.

In the night sky, stars shimmered slightly.

Harry Potter said that if you love someone deeply, then your patron saint will become the same as him.

The snow stopped the day before Cheng Chu was leaving.

The sea city in the evening is beautiful, and the crimson sunset glows together, seeming to give the last touch of warmth to this cold winter.

Cheng Chu came to Gu Miao's house to bid him farewell.

The apartment is still tidy and clean, and on the computer on the desk is Gu Miao's half-written graduation thesis.

He is a junior this year, but he has completed four years of courses and can graduate in June.

But the girl was leaving tomorrow, and his heart couldn't hold a trace of anger, and he couldn't write two lines in a morning.

Seeing her here, Gu Miao's gloomy heart gradually relaxed.

"Let's go out to eat tonight."

He has no intention of cooking.

Cheng Chu nodded.

The two went to the hot pot restaurant they had visited in their senior year.

The boy had grown up long ago, Qingjun's brows and eyes revealed a bit of perseverance, but his back became more upright.

He took the girl's hand and walked into the place that made him fearful and embarrassed many years ago.

This time, it was easy and natural.

Together, it seemed destined to be the same box three years ago, and even the lobby manager was the same one before.

After the two had eaten the hot pot, the girl went to the bathroom, and Gu Miao naturally got up to pay.

The wall outside the private room is covered with lanterns, all red and connected, like a fire in the winter night, making people feel warm.

Gu Miao's footsteps stopped involuntarily.

The waiter on the side said: "This is an activity that our store has been doing for several years. I wrote down my wishes and put them in a small lantern and hung them up, praying for the coming year."

Gu Miao's stern eyes filled with light, and he suddenly remembered that three years ago, he piously stuffed his wish in the small lantern——

Hope to be with her forever.

It turns out that God will take care of him once.

The restaurant has a suitable heating temperature, which will not be cold, nor will it make you feel hot.

He raised his head and looked at a wall full of red lanterns. In his lonely eyes like a cold night, the deep and gentle emotions slowly dissipated.

The lights are bright.

The waiter on the side walked in and asked in a low voice, "Sir, do you want to participate in this wishing event?"

The grim man shook his head and said softly, "No need."

All my wishes have been fulfilled.

When coming out of the hot pot restaurant, a bright moon hung high in the sky.

Home is not far away, the two of them strolled in the night, cuddling each other and walking home, the night wind was blowing, but they did not feel cold.

After arriving home, Gu Miao took Cheng Chu's hand and walked into the bedroom.

A few gusts of cold wind came in, and there was a small box in the corner.

Gu Miao squatted down, opened the box, and whispered, "I have something for you."

He turned his back to Cheng Chu, his back was tall and firm, but his voice was extremely gentle.

"This is a conversion plug. The voltage in foreign countries is different from that in China. Remember to replace it when charging your mobile phone."

"Here are a few bottles of bibimbap sauce I made. You are already very thin, so don't go on a diet."

"And these snacks are all your favorites. You shouldn't be able to buy them abroad. I bought some for you. I'll tell me when I'm done. I'll send it to you."

He has always been as deep as the endless night of the sea, cold, gloomy, and calm.

But now, the night seems to be immersed in light, and it becomes vivid.

The moonlight tonight is very gentle, slowly falling on Gu Miao.

He still babbled to himself, his meticulous and gentle tone swayed in the cold wind, bringing with him warmth that was not available in winter nights.

The parting melancholy lingers between the two of them with the scattered heating in the room.

Cheng Chu's eyes gradually filled with warmth, and she stepped forward and suddenly hugged Gu Miaojin's thin waist.

"Brother Miao, don't say it." Tears slipped from her eye sockets unconsciously, dripped onto the shirt, and gradually faded away.

The girl's tears were so painful that they were burning with fire, dripping on Gu Miao's shaky heart, digging small holes.

He gritted his teeth with pain, but still suppressed his throat, arduously persuading him: "Chu Chu, don't cry."

I can't bear you too.

The girl sobbed and lifted, the crystal tears half hung on the long eyelashes like butterfly wings.

"Brother Miao, you have to call me every day."

"Okay." He answered, his heart softened into a puddle of water.

The moon hangs in the distant sky.

Gu Miao lowered her eyes and said softly: "Two years, soon."

Enough for him to grow up, fade away from the green, and become a person worthy of her.

The room is quiet, and the girl has been walking for a long time.

Gu Miao stood in front of the window, watching the lonely and cold night of the sea city. After an unknown period of time, he turned around and took out a dark blue velvet box from the drawer.

He opened in silence.

The room was a little dark, and the delicate diamonds lay in the box, shining brightly.

He touched it carefully, but pressed his lips slightly and closed the box.

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