"Xu Musen..."
She murmured softly, her eyes gently closed, her heels slowly rising against the gravity of the earth, drawing in the last bit of distance.
But her lips encountered a cool sensation.
Opening her eyes, in front of Yao Mingyue, was a small snowman.
Xu Musen had placed this fist-sized snowman in her path, stepping back slightly.
"This, I'm giving to you too."
Xu Musen spoke, taking the milk tea from her hand, picked out two pearls, and set them into the snowman's eye sockets as eyes, making it look quite lively.
Yao Mingyue's eyes instantly lit up as she took the little snowman from Xu Musen's hand.
It was actually quite crudely made, but it truly was the best gift Yao Mingyue had received in recent times.
Her fingers touched Xu Musen's hand, which was ice-cold, and she remembered how he had been grabbing snow from the green belt now and then, all the while keeping his hands behind his back.