Stuttering Big Boss’s White Moonlight

Luoxuetian is a pure white world.

Cheng Chu opened his eyes in a daze, and a few strands of snow fell through the window during the day, like a piece of silk falling in the dim room.

She was still a little dizzy, and even for a moment, she forgot where she was.

There was a piece of light outside the door, and she got up tired, her footsteps still floating.

Between the living room and the kitchen, there is only a transparent glass window blocking it.

The entangled steam permeated the small square world, and the world became hazy and dreamy in an instant.

Cheng Chu's footsteps paused slightly, and his heart jumped wildly without control.

A tall and thin back was facing her.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and the tip of her nose was sore that she would almost cry in the next second.

The clocks hanging on the wall of the living room walked steadily, and it was especially clear in this quiet room.

Cheng Chu felt that his heart was placed inside a clock, and his heartbeat followed the trembling second hand, spinning and trembling uncontrollably.

In the silent room, the heartbeat was amplified countless times.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and the spoon fell to the ground. Finally, she trembled and pushed open the door that seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

The mist is flying, like white snow drifting in the sky outside the window.

That back figure is like glass that has been fogged away, gradually becoming clear.

But Cheng Chu's heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

"you're awake?"

That back figure turned around, Qingjun's brows and eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of mist, gentle and warm.

His voice is clear and clear, with a gentleness that does not belong to winter.

But that's not Gu Miao.

The pot seemed to be cooking something, gurgling softly.

Cheng Chu lowered his eyes, loss overflowed from her drooping shoulders.

She spoke, her voice still hoarse, "Well, I stayed up all night yesterday and it might be better for a sleep."

Zhou Yanshi smiled, "You have a fever. I just posted an anti-fever sticker. Now it should be back."

Cheng Chu was startled, raised his hand and touched his forehead, and touched a large plastic block.

"thank you."

The fever-reducing stickers had already been burned by body temperature, and it was torn off a hot ball.

Zhou Yanshi did not know where to take out a bowl of porridge, and said warmly: "You drink this bowl of porridge first, and then take the medicine."

It was a bowl of vegetable porridge, it didn't taste much, and it seemed that I forgot to put the salt.

But Cheng Chu looked at the messy kitchen and knew that he must have never cooked before.

She drank the porridge gratefully.

The porcelain bowl was placed on the table with a crisp sound.

"Thank you." Cheng Chu said again after taking the medicine.

It seems that apart from thank you, I can't say anything else.

With a smile on his lips, Zhou Yanshi said: "Think about how many thank you have you said today."

He handed the anti-fever medicine, and intimately mixed the freshly boiled water into warm water before giving it to her.

The snowy day seems to be particularly quiet.

The young man stood in front of the French windows, with white snow flying in the sky behind him. But he carried the temperature that was not part of winter, like the spring breeze in the sea in April, warm, soft, without a trace of aggression, and made his impetuous heart calm down.

Cheng Chu lowered his eyes, smiled and said, "I don't know what to say except thank you."

"We are friends, and these are what we should be."

Cheng Chu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard him, and she loosened her fingers tightly on the wall of the cup.

"Yeah." She nodded, and a smile came out of Peach Blossom's eyes, becoming the only bright color in the plain white snow sky.

The cold wind outside the window was mixed with blizzard, making the window muffled.

The phone on the table shook a few times, and Cheng Chu's eyes shone slightly.

She gave Zhou Yanshi a little embarrassedly and said, "That, I'll answer the phone."

He nodded, "Okay."

The girl's pale and haggard appearance seemed to have subsided a bit. Holding the phone, she trot all the way into the bedroom.

There was even excitement in his back.

The room was very quiet, and Zhou Yanshi listened to the girl's soft voice with unconcealed joy.

The light in his eyes gradually extinguished.

There is floor heating in the apartment. Cheng Chu has bare feet, even his feet are warm.

Her voice was low, "Hey, Brother Miao."

It's already midnight in China, and the other end is quiet, and Gu Miao's voice is deep, "Why don't you open the video?"

"I, my camera is broken, I will fix it tomorrow." Cheng Chu was afraid that he would be worried when he saw his illness, so he had to lie.

Gu Miao didn't doubt it, but made a regretful "um".

In the quiet room, his voice came through the phone line, deep and hoarse, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

Cheng Chu's nose suddenly became sore, his peachy eyes filled with water vapor.

"Is today's class finished? Have you eaten?" Gu Miao asked from there.

His gentle voice slid into Cheng Chu's ears, but the hidden grievances, sorrows, and unwillingnesses were instantly awakened by a few understatement.

Suddenly, the tears in her eyes fell, and the crystal drops of water fell silently on the carpet, blurring a shallow water stain.

"What's the matter?" The other end did not hear the echo for a long time, and asked anxiously.

Cheng Chu sniffed and called out "Brother Miao."

There was a sudden sound of the chair being knocked over from the other end.

The silence of the night was broken, and Gu Miao's voice was mixed with the cold of winter, shaking terribly like a howling wind.

"Are you crying? Chu Chu, what's the matter? Why are you crying?"

"It's okay, Brother Miao." She held on, but the choking in her voice couldn't deceive anyone.

Gu Miao was going crazy, her clenched hands were slightly white.

"Chu Chu, what's the matter? Tell me, okay? If you are like this, I will not even sleep well at night."

Cheng Chu pursed her lips, hesitated for a few seconds, and then told her about the group members bullying her.

But she was afraid that Gu Miao was too worried, so she never said that she was sick.

After several seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Gu Miao's suppressed hoarse voice came.

"Chu Chu, I'm sorry."

Cheng Chu asked, "I'm sorry?"

"I was not able to accompany you, nor did I help you when you were most uncomfortable."

Cheng Chu pursed his lips, "Brother Miao, what does this have to do with you? We are now separated in two places. When you were in the most difficult time, I could not be by your side."

Growing up means being alone. She cannot live under the wings of others forever.

Cheng Chu sat on the carpet, opened the corner of the curtain, looked at the heavy snow flying outside the window, and said, "Brother Miao, it's snowing here, and the new year is coming."

Country M is not for the Chinese New Year, but she inexplicably saw the warmth of the Chinese New Year from the white snow outside the window.

Her voice was faint, following the phone line into Gu Miao's ears.

"Brother Miao, I wish you a happy new year."

There was no snow in the sea market, and a few lights were lit in the distance, passing through the long silent night of the sea market and entering Gu Miao's eyes.

Thinking of something, his dark pupils lit up, and his voice was not as anxious as before.

"Chu Chu, Happy New Year."

Finally, he whispered.

Although there is no Chinese New Year in Country M, there are many Chinese here. In order to attract Chinese consumers, many shopping malls and shops have also put up promotional signs celebrating the Chinese New Year.

When Cheng Chu walked out of the piano room, it was already very late.

There is no moon tonight, and there are only a few lonely stars in the sky.

After practicing the piano for a day, her hands were so sore that she couldn't lift her up.

The trail was very quiet, and the dim light was slowly falling, so that the pure white snow was stained with warm colors.

A tall and thin back stood in front of the apartment. The vast night seemed to melt into the warmth.

Cheng Chu's heart missed a beat.

The steps under her feet stopped involuntarily, she looked at the familiar figure in the distance, and suddenly felt a little unreality.

She was even frightened, this was her own illusion again, so she dared not take a step closer.

The hazy night light spread a clear shadow under his feet, hazy and misty, like the person in a dream.

Suddenly, he turned his head.

The cold snow became tender.

"Chu Chu." His voice passed through the cold wind and snow, and fell gently in Cheng Chu's ears.

Cheng Chu finally saw his appearance clearly.

It's thinner than the video, and it's dusty.

In those eyes filled with joy, there was unconcealable fatigue.

Cheng Chu's heart stopped instantly.

"Brother Miao——"

In the night, the girl threw herself into his arms like a bird returning to the forest.

The surroundings are very quiet, as if even the sound of snow falling is clearly audible.

In the snowy winter night, his body was hot like fire, unscrupulously burning Cheng Chu's lonely heart.

The girl was buried in his arms choked, and did not look up for a long time.

"Chu Chu." He gently patted the **** the back, the gentleness in his tone as if to melt away.

There is a holly tree planted in front of the apartment, which is still lush in the harsh winter.

"Don't cry." He lowered his head, and the kiss fell on the girl's hair as light as a blizzard, "I'm here."

Don't be afraid. I will protect you.

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