Lin an an put his hands in his pockets and walked faster. It's hard to leave Ji Cheng Yan behind.

Two people like this one in front, one in the back, no communication, but both lips with a smile.

Lin an an stops between a street lamp and a street lamp, raises his head and looks at the sky.

One after another, snowflakes fell down on her cheeks, forehead, nose, lips, and even on her eyelashes. She just blinked a little, and the snowflakes disappeared that day.

She turned back to see Ji Cheng Yan, and saw Ji Cheng standing in the same place, with both hands in her pockets, looking at her in her spare time.

Lin an an laughed, trotted to his side, looked up and asked him: "Cheng Yan, would you take a picture for me?"

Ji Cheng Yan looks down at her pretty face half hidden in the scarf. He reaches out his hand and pulls her scarf down. Then he lowers his head and prints his lips on her soft red lips.

Two people just stand in the quiet snow and kiss each other.

The whole world is slowly covered by snowflakes, around only the sound of snowflakes landing, listening to the people open and calm.

Next to the street lamp also silently lit up a small piece of the night, the snow under it is more and more white.

Then Lin An'an stood under the street lamp, dressed in a puffy down jacket and snow boots, and surrounded by layer after layer of red scarves. He raised his hand to clean up, and tried to show his face. With a bright smile, Ji Chengyan took a picture of her.

In fact, Ji Chengyan was not very willing at the beginning. He felt that taking photos was meaningless. He also felt that those who took photos as a souvenir and often looked at photos were unreasonable.

If the person in the photo is always by his side, why go to see the photo? If the person in the picture doesn't want to be by his side, or he doesn't have the ability to have her by his side, what's the point of such a picture? Don't you just worry about it?

At that time, he never thought that this photo, which he didn't take seriously on a snowy night, became his only consolation in many days and nights.

At that time, he developed the photo and put it in his wallet. After a long time, the edges of the photos are badly worn. Due to an accident, he lost his mobile phone and the original photo was lost. So the worn photo in the wallet became his treasure. He found the transparent tape and sealed the photo layer by layer.

Of course, that's all in the future.

By the time they got up the next day, the snow outside the window was already thick and white.

Lin an an's bright eyes lie on the window. It seems that he would like to plunge into the snow outside the window.

Ji Chengyan reached for her collar and dragged her to the bathroom to wash. He warned, "if you dare to be late for work later, you will be deducted three times of your salary."

Lin an was honest when he settled down. He brushed his teeth and washed his face very quickly.

……

After work at noon, Lin an refused the invitation of the newcomers from the company who came together at the same time, and went to the top floor of Jicheng Yan's special elevator to find him.

As soon as I got to the office door, I vaguely saw Li Zi's figure through the open door. She was standing beside Ji Chengyan, smiling and talking to Ji Chengyan.