Snow Color

In the lakeside square, a gentle breeze blew across my face. Under a ginkgo tree, two women were sitting.

"Yingying, Master Lingshen is so handsome, but I feel like there's something going on between you two. Tell the truth." Lin Jiaojiao said with an intoxicated look on her face, but after a moment she turned into a sly smile.

"It's really nothing." Xueying said shyly.

"Hey, you're shy, Yingying. I get it, you have a crush on Lingshen." Lin Jiaojiao stood up and bent over, looking at Xueying's shy face, as if she understood something, and said teasingly.

"Jiaojiao, you, okay, I have a crush on Senior Brother Xiao." Xueying's face became even hotter when Lin Jiaojiao looked at her, and her hands kept stirring. Finally, she made up her mind.

The two of them walked towards the dormitory, playing and joking.

The next morning, Xueying packed herself up, waved to Lin Jiaojiao, and walked towards the place where she had agreed to meet Xiao Ling. Along the way, Xueying felt a little uneasy. She didn't know what Xiao Ling wanted to ask her for, but she vaguely knew it in her heart.

Xueying saw Xiao Ling, who was wearing a white shirt and black pants, standing under the shade of a tree with his back to her from a distance. Xueying walked over, but before she could say anything, Xiao Ling turned around with a rare smile on his face.

"Yingying, you're here."

"Xiao Ling, I'm here." Xueying and Xiao Ling said to each other as if they had telepathy. After they finished speaking, they looked at each other and smiled. The wind blew, and the ginkgo leaves were dancing. The students who were sketching opposite were recording this beautiful scene in their hands.

"I like you, Yingying. Let's be together." Xiao Ling solemnly expressed his feelings and hopes for Xueying to her.

"Me too." Xueying's voice was low, but Xiao Ling heard it. He happily picked Xueying up and spun her around. The two people's happy smiles filled the riverside.

The two of them walked very sweetly by the river. Xueying talked to Xiao Ling as they walked. The two of them exuded a beauty that others could not bear to disturb.

"Xiao Ling, I'm going upstairs now. Goodbye." Xueying reluctantly said goodbye to Xiao Ling at the bottom of the dormitory building. As soon as she walked away, she turned back and kissed Xiao Ling on the face, then turned around quickly and walked towards the dormitory building. Xueying's face was full of shy red.

Xiao Ling had just been standing downstairs to see his girlfriend off, when Xueying turned around and kissed him. Xiao Ling was stunned, and an indescribable joy suddenly burst out in his heart. Then he watched Xueying turn around and walk into the dormitory building, then slowly turned around and left, but joy emanated from her whole body.

boom.

Xueying quickly walked to the dormitory and closed the door. The heat on her face had not yet dissipated, but she felt that she had a particularly happy day today.

Suddenly, Xueying's phone vibrated. Xueying saw that the note was "Big Brother" and quickly answered the call.

"Hello, brother, I miss you so much." Xueying said sweetly to the person on the other end of the call after answering the call.

"You didn't even call me when you missed me." Xueying's elder brother Wen Xuehao pretended to be angry.

"I'm just worried that you're too busy and don't have time." Xueying begged for mercy quickly.

"Okay, Yingying, how have you been recently? Did you have a good rest?" Wen Xuehao asked with concern.

"Brother, I'm fine. Don't worry too much. I've been going to bed early and getting up early recently." Xueying said coquettishly.

"That's good. I bought some things for you and sent them to your apartment. Don't forget to pick them up. There are works by your favorite famous French painter Lyon in them." Wen Xuehao reminded.

"Ahhh, I like you the most, brother. It's the painting of Lyon. I have liked it for a long time, but my father has always prevented me from going to France." Xueying was very happy.