Chapter 114：

The white snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, adding a lot of surprise and warmth to the already lively Christmas Eve.

The high altitude that suddenly dropped in temperature became much colder, but the cabin of the small ferris wheel covered with warm yellow was warming up a little bit.

The light depicts two overlapping shadows on the bright windowpane, and the apples fall into the rose basket, kissing with the spikes.

Just when Ji Xiao was still bewitched by Wei Qingyu's charming appearance, a kiss was caught off guard.

The cabin shook slightly, Ji Xiao's heart palpitations for one second, and the next second he steadily accepted Wei Qingyu's kiss.

In Ji Xiao's impression, Wei Qingyu rarely took such initiative. The taste of mint was actively presented to the tip of her tongue, like tiny flowers, crackling open in her heart.

Wei Qingyu's kiss lasted for a long time, before Shen Shen let go of Ji Xiao, panting.

She doesn't like the "destiny" and "god" in Ji Xiao's mouth, especially after knowing that she was really brought into this world by that mistake.

She hooked Ji Xiao's neck in this way and said to Ji Xiao: "If it is, then let God punish me."

The voice was slightly misty, like a blurred love word, but also like a true oath.

Ji Xiao's brain was blank when Wei Qingyu kissed him. He didn't think much about what she said. She only thought that she was answering her own ridicule, so she couldn't help but indulge in the mint again. He held her chin and kissed her back.

Snow flakes slowly piled up by the window outside the cabin, and a shallow one seemed to be a special Christmas decoration.

Time pressed the fast forward button in the warmth of the two, and a kiss made the cabin carry the two through the top of the Ferris wheel and began to fall.

Ji Xiao saw the city underneath brightly lit, and the Christmas Eve carnival continued.

There was frost and snow, and the lights were neon, and she was sitting on the top as if she could touch the stars.

Wei Qingyu pillowed Ji Xiao's arm, looked at Ji Xiao outside, and whispered in her ear, "Have you heard of it? Lovers who kiss at the top of the Ferris wheel will always be together."

Ji Xiao looked back at Wei Qingyu when he heard the words.

The light fell between the two people's sights, expressing endless love.

Ji Xiao leaned over and touched Wei Qingyu's earlobe with her slightly flowery lips. He printed it lightly, and said slowly: "There is still another life."

The night gradually became rich and deep, and snowflakes fluttered down from the sky under the light.

Ji Xiao looked at the snowflakes flying outside the window, and the goose-white snow couldn't help but remind her of Tumihua.

She looked down at Wei Qingyu who was resting on her shoulders with some curiosity, and asked, "Why do you like Tu蘼花?"

The girl’s soft long hair was rubbed on Ji Xiao’s shoulders. Wei Qingyu looked at Ji Xiao’s profile for a moment, and said carefully and honestly: “Actually, it’s because your birthday is at the end of the blooming of the flowers. One season."

The emotions of a young age always make people throb, and Wei Qingyu always feels a little guilty in his heart when he looks at the person in front of him who is not in the past.

She felt that she shouldn't continue to like Tu Dihua anymore.

Wei Qingyu thought so, and then asked: "Then what's your birthday? The original birthday."

Ji Xiao understood what Wei Qingyu was thinking, and shook her hand and said, "July 31."

"The real last day."

If there is a shadow of the past, cover it.

There is no need to discard the beauty of a thing that is not beautiful.

The Ferris wheel is slowly descending, and the snowflakes in the sky are like slowly falling stars.

Ji Xiao felt the warm breath of Wei Qingyu falling on his neck, and took out the earphones from the earphone box, "Hey."

Wei Qingyu raised his head slightly, looking at the earphones in Ji Xiao's hand with some confusion: "What?"

Without explaining, Ji Xiao helped Wei Qingyu put the headphones on his ears.

She fiddled with her phone neatly, but within a few seconds the crisp sound of piano keys fell into Wei Qingyu's ears.

It was a song she had never heard before, like it was composed by Ji Xiao herself, or it was from the world she was in.

"If we had never met, where would you be...

If we never knew each other, this song would not exist..."

The girl's soft singing fell from the top of Wei Qingyu's head, and flowed into her heart along her ears.

This was the first time Wei Qingyu heard Ji Xiao sing, and it was also the first time that she heard the gentleness of her voice without Alpha's brutality.

"What song is this?" Wei Qingyu asked.

"This is our song, called "If We Never Met". There is no one here. I will write a score based on my memory and give it to you." Ji Xiao said.

"If we never met..."

Wei Qingyu slapped the title of the song, the tune coming from her ear made her eyes smile.

If she had never met Ji Xiao, she might be the same as in the original text, together with Jin Nanfeng, take Man Qing back, and just make a puppet that has no emotion in the story and will only be manipulated by the world line, just like Chen Linji. .

The snowflakes outside the window fluttered like goose feathers, and Wei Qingyu looked at Ji Xiao's profile through the window glass.

A warm yellow light hit her face, her black hair and red lips, and her thick eyelashes were gold-orange eyes.

And beyond the window glass, there is only the dark night sky and white snow.

She gently leaned her head on Ji Xiao's shoulder again, seemingly emotional: "Thank you, for coloring my originally gloomy world."

Hearing this, Ji Xiao gently leaned his profile face against the top of Wei Qingyu's skull, and said slowly: "Thank you too, for being the only person in this world who shares everything with me."

The dark night is adorned with many scattered stars, and the snow covered with moonlight brings sacred whiteness to the entire city.

Just before the minute hand and hour hand on the church bell tower almost coincided with the Roman numeral "XII", the red sports car seemed to be a family member who had returned late and drove through the snow into the small retro western-style building.

Aunt Wu and Xiaoju have been waiting for Ji Xiao and Wei Qingyu, but they are not bored either.

The snow filled the yard was full of messy footprints. When Ji Xiao and Wei Qingyu got out of the car, they saw an exceptionally round white snowball rolling in the backyard.

Xiaoju stood behind the snowball, and An Cen and Aunt Wu were with them.

The little girl had never seen such a big snow before, her face flushed with cold was full of presumptuous smiles, "Miss! Miss Wei! Come and help! We can't move!"

"You are playing high." Ji Xiao looked at the big snowball from a distance and joked.

"It's rare that everyone has a holiday on Christmas Eve. Don't play in such a big snow." An Cen said to Ji Xiao as if protecting a small orange. "You, evil capitalist, can't exploit our working people."

"I can't speak to you, let me say one thing, you have ten words waiting." Ji Xiao shrugged his nose in dissatisfaction, "I really should have Dr. Hao follow."

"How do you know that Dr. Hao won't form an alliance with Aunt Ann?" Wei Qingyu stood aside and preached leisurely.

Hearing this, Ji Xiao immediately cast a faint look at Wei Qingyu, and Wei Qingyu took Ji Xiao's arm more intimately.

The faint mint smell pressed against Ji Xiao's cheek, and Ye Feng sent a promise: "But I will always stand with you, dear."

Plop, plop...

The last three words of Wei Qingyu's sentence are like a firework, dragging its dazzling red tail to rise rapidly in Ji Xiao's heart, and then explode like countless stars falling into the Milky Way.

The surroundings seemed to be quiet for an instant. Looking at Wei Qingyu, Ji Xiao slightly raised his head and looked at his smiling face, forgetting to breathe.

She heard the small clicking sound of snowflakes rolling under her feet, and heard the crazy beating sound from her heart cavity.

The young girl's cold white face bloomed with full blooms, pure white and splendid.

It is so deeply carved into Ji Xiao's heart that he will never forget it.

"What are you young couple talking about there? Come and help, this snowman is too big for the three of us!"

At this moment, An Cen's call interrupted the sweetness between Ji Xiao and Wei Qingyu.

Upon hearing this, Wei Qingyu released Ji Xiao's arm as if shy.

She talked with An Cen and the others from a distance, and quickly joined Xiaoju's snowman project.

Ji Xiao stood in the courtyard and watched Wei Qingyu's departure. Finally, after she left, a dull smile appeared on her face.

This was the first time she heard Wei Qingyu call herself using such an intimate name.

The night breeze flicked by with snowflakes, it was as sweet as a mint.

The lights in the courtyard lit up the darkness at night, and the girl wore a brown woolen coat walking lightly in the snow like a deer.

Ji Xiao looked at the ghostly raising his hands and narrowed his left eye slightly, trying to frame this moment in his mind.

There was a cheering countdown from the surrounding villas, and the church in the distance also rang the twelve o'clock bell at this moment.

At the same time, Ji Xiao discovered that the coat on Wei Qingyu's body seemed to fade in her sight framed by her hands, turning into a snow-like white.

She looked like she was a few years older, and her long black hair had been shortened a lot, hanging down on her thin back.

The woolen skirt on her body has also turned into blue jeans pierced into the boots, making her look more neat and capable.

The soft snowfield turned into a cold marble floor, and the voices of Aunt Wu, Xiaoju, and An Cen also disappeared, turning into a strange female voice.

"Is Miss Wei's girlfriend waiting outside? She looks really good."

"Not a girlfriend, she hasn't promised me yet."

Ji Xiaowu felt a twitch in her heart, and she realized that she seemed to see Wei Qingyu's future.

After she left her world, she continued to live in the future.

Ji Xiao raised his head and looked into the distance. The church, which was not blocked by any building, was brightly lit.

The cold wind blew across the girl's face, and her eyes flushed.

The so-called gift still cannot change his destiny of dying in the end in this world.

…Yes?

"Ji Xiao?" Wei Qingyu's voice interrupted Ji Xiao's thoughts.

The dark night made her unable to see Ji Xiao's expression at the moment, only raised her arm and stretched out her hand, "Why can't you come?"

Ji Xiao looked at Wei Qingyu's ignorant smile at the moment, and hurriedly suppressed his excessive sadness.

She lightly inhaled the slightly clogged nose, and while lifting her feet to embrace the festive joy, she pretended to pretend to be relaxed and pretended, "Here."

At least that day has not yet come.

The author has something to say: "If we never met, where would you be. If we never met, this song does not exist." It's Mayday's "If We Never Met"