The boy chuckled and smiled with his lips and bright eyebrows.

Learn to dye white and pinch another one next to the snowman.

Then the dead branches next to them scratched on the snow, looking like floating and sharp words.

——Ju Bai.

Late at night,

This winter's first snow is like a gift from heaven, a grand fairyland on earth.

The snow fluttered in the air, spinning gently with the cold north wind.

It falls between the eyebrows and eyes of young girls and depicts the cleanest appearance.

Jiang Yuyan picked up a light snowflake like a prank and gently lifted it on the girl. The broken snow poured out from her fingertips like quicksand, like the Milky way, on her dyed white hair, eyelashes and shoulders.

"... Jiang Yuyan!" ran Bai frowned, patted the snow on his body, called his name, grabbed the snow next to him and went up to the boy.

The slender boy stood there with a smile. He didn't hide or flash. He let the snowflakes fall, hazy his eyebrows and eyes, like a dream.

He stood in the snow, standing tall and upright, looking at dyed white. His deep eyes reflected a shadow, as if there was light, as if they reflected the whole world.

This teenager,

There is light in his eyes.

There are stars in his eyes, like countless stars in the vast night sky, shining at the bottom of his eyes.

He is the most wanton, fearless and arbitrary.

Xu is that the first snow is too dreamy and too grand.

He suddenly gave Jiang Yuyan a cavity of solitary courage.

He stared at the girl's landscape like eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were completely locked and did not move an inch. His eyes never blinked.

The young man's radian bewitched the delicate Adam's apple and gently rolled up and down. A name tossed between lips and teeth countless times, which was an overflow of deep love: "Ju Bai..."

Dye Bai didn't notice. The girl stood under the nearby pine tree. The interlaced branches divided the sky into countless fragments. The thin shadows cast down, half shrouding her in the dark shadow. She only heard a low response: "hmm?"

Jiang Yuyan pretended to be nothing. He coughed low. His throat was dry. It was difficult to make any sound. After several deliberation, he finally smiled at ranbai, "close your eyes."

Ranbai looked at Jiang Yuyan and didn't ask what to do. She just said quickly.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes hung down the fan-shaped shadow, could not see anything, and was as cold as ever.

The young man walked forward slowly and stopped in front of dye Bai, and exceeded a normal safe distance.

Jiang Yuyan feels that he likes dyeing white and needs to let dyeing white know.

He is no one else and won't worry so much.

Nor will they deliberately hide their feelings, just because they are afraid of not getting it.

He will always like her.

Whether she likes him or not.

Whatever the result is his own choice, he also insists on it.

It will not change because of any factor.

in any case.

The slender young man has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, slightly curved lips, and evil radians outlined at the end of his eyes. His eyes are deep and like an endless midsummer night.

He can clearly feel the frequency and strength of his heart beating, as if he can jump out of his chest.

One after another.

"Bang bang -"

Real existence.

It seems that even the blood is boiling.

Jiang Yuyan suddenly leaned forward, like a rose petal thin lip print on the girl's closed eyes, and gently dropped a kiss.

The clean and pleasant smell of light fragrance suddenly approached and surrounded people everywhere.

Dyed white could feel the soft and bewitching touch, which made her pause there for a moment, and subconsciously opened her eyes.

As she saw the young man's eyebrows and eyes, a word fell in her ear.

Jiang Yuyan said, "I like you."

The young man looked at her so frankly and openly. He confessed openly and openly without the slightest cover and hesitation. He was so unscrupulous and aggressive.

He looked at her with a light in his eyes.

His body is clear and full-bodied juvenile spirit, which converges the cynical laziness in ordinary days. He looks serious and focused, but he is prone to evil sycophants.

It is the youth's solitary courage and enthusiasm, with incomparable burning emotion.

That look,

It can even burn people.

The first snow in winter fell from the eyes of the two people, obscuring the eyebrows and eyes of both sides.

Dyed white stopped for a long time, and her thinking was rarely in a blank.

It's really hard to understand what Jiang Yuyan said. I can't understand it.

Jiang Yuyan didn't say anything, but just looked at ranbai quietly.

For a long time, the tip of dyed white tongue was against the upper jaw. Slowly, word by word, there were no too many emotional fluctuations. The words were round and the tone was flat. It could even be called cold-blooded calm: "you... Lost the big adventure?"

That's it.

It sounds simple and ordinary.

But it can make the boiling blood coagulate instantly and cool gradually.

Jiang Yuyan repeatedly considered that sentence. After a long time of silence, he finally had a reaction. The boy slowly blinked his sour eyes. He only felt that his eyes fell into the darkness at the moment of closing his eyes, which was a fine sting.

As if a snowflake fell in the eyes, it was a cold discomfort, and even the line of sight became blurred.

This may be a leeway.

A step for him.

An unobtrusive refusal.

Or maybe I really can't believe his confession.

Regardless of any of these results,

As long as Jiang Yuyan answers, things will turn around and return to the past.

But Jiang Yuyan didn't.

He recognized it and never changed it.

He is not afraid to refuse, never afraid.

It is more difficult for him to deny his feelings for dyed white than to swallow the blade.

Jiang Yuyan raised a reluctant smile on his lips and tried his best to adjust to the usual evil arc. He smiled and denied, saying no.

Once again, he patiently told ranbai the truth word by word.

"I like you."

"Did you hear that?" the young man said solemnly. In such a cold and snowy night in early winter, he fell with the cold wind, which is unforgettable. "Jiang Yuyan likes Ju Bai very much."

After the last sentence,

The atmosphere fell into a long silence.

Finally, finally,

Dyed white slightly raised her eyebrows and eyes, as always cold and self-contained. Those peach blossom eyes were like a deep pool, dizzy and impenetrable with thousands of years of cold ice.

She didn't dodge, and her lips opened gently.

His tone was very straight, rational and calm: "I don't like you."

Sometimes it's really strange.

It's just a word,

It can be fleeting or remembered for a lifetime.

It can make people boil, but it can also make people instantly silent.

This sentence belongs to the latter kind for the meaning of Jiang Yuyan.

He seemed to fall into the bottomless abyss at that moment. He had no support and landing point. He could only let himself fall into the darkness.