I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

Snowflakes were falling outside, and a cold wind was blowing.

The restaurant was quiet as Wang Yuling recounted the past, lost in memories.

Ten years ago, Zhou Yishan was almost cheated in business. Wang Yuling still feels lingering fear when she thinks about it now.

If that pervert hadn't been exposed, his whole family would probably have been forced into bankruptcy, debt, and a life of wandering.

“That pervert surnamed Wang installed surveillance on Panpan’s computer. We called the police, hoping to catch him spying on us. But we didn’t expect that he had just adopted a beautiful little boy. Later, the police found a girl around ten years old in the basement. If it hadn’t been for the fact that a classmate with the same name as you found it, these things probably would never have seen the light of day.”

As she listened, Zhou Panpan listlessly poked at the soup bowl in front of her with her spoon and let out a soft sigh.

Zhou Panpan didn't say anything, but Xie Yan felt that she probably knew what Zhou Panpan was thinking.

But she couldn't offer any comfort.

So Xie Yan asked about that pervert, "Was that person eventually sentenced?"

Wang Yuling nodded. "Of course, this matter caused a huge uproar ten years ago. Everyone in the county knew about it; it was even on TV. That pervert was sentenced to over ten years for multiple crimes, and a group of people from the orphanage at the time were also sentenced to seven or eight years."

Seven or eight years...

By now, that heartless prison director should have been released long ago.

Xie Yan suddenly lost her appetite.

Perhaps the topic was too serious, and the meal became tasteless by the end. It was only then that Wang Yuling belatedly realized that the meal was over, but fortunately Xie Yan didn't seem to mind.

That evening, Xie Yan was put in a guest room, right next to Zhou Panpan's.

She was pulled aside by Zhou Panpan and chatted for a while, and was also forced to look at some cringe-worthy Ultraman figurines.

For example, an Ultraman wearing a pink lace dress stands in a glass case.

So, the Ultraman that we loved but couldn't have as children and the Barbie doll that we could easily have, were strangely merged at this moment.

Can not bear to look.

But Zhou Panpan was extremely happy to take out the figurine and show it to Xie Yan, insisting that she play with it.

Xie Yan tried her best to keep her expression natural, but she couldn't hold back when she saw that Ultraman was wearing lace underwear under his skirt.

XP can be grounded in reality, but it can't be grounded in the abyss!

If Mother of Ultra had known Ultraman would be dressed up like this, she wouldn't have let him come to Earth!

After a very insincere compliment, Zhou Panpan contentedly put Ultraman back into the display case.

"Ultraman is really my idol. He's handsome and strong, so I work out every day. Luckily, I've developed strong hands, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to crush that man's balls even in the mountains."

The young girl spoke these kinds of things to Xie Yan without the slightest embarrassment; her outgoing nature was frightening.

"Ahem," Xie Yan coughed lightly twice, "Um, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No, men are better in anime and manga; there are no good men in real life."

Zhou Panpan spoke with righteous indignation, but she paused immediately after speaking, her eyes darting around.

"Of course, besides my dad, there's also Brother Gu and your boyfriend. They're both quite handsome and nice people."

Xie Yan chuckled, "...Okay."

A dreamless night.

Xie Yan originally planned to leave the next day, but unexpectedly, the snow still hadn't stopped.

And there's a trend of it getting even bigger.

Looking out the window, the lawn below was completely covered in snow, and the branches of the trees were laden with snow. Everything was white, as if the whole world had been invaded by snow.

The snow scene is beautiful.

Pushing open the window, a biting cold wind blew in, instantly making one feel incredibly awake.

Seeing that the snow was falling so heavily, Zhou Panpan persuaded Xie Yan to stay for dinner and wait a little longer.

After waiting and waiting, it got dark again, so I had no choice but to stay another night.

Just as Xie Yan was getting ready to sleep, she turned off the light and went to draw the curtains, but her eyes froze as she glanced at them.

She lives on the second floor, which isn't very high, so she has a very clear view.

The streetlights downstairs cast a warm, dim glow, and the swirling snowflakes, carried by the wind, were illuminated with exceptional clarity.

A person stood under the streetlight. It was unclear how long he had been standing there. His black coat was covered with a layer of snow, and snowflakes adorned his hair. Even his eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of ice.

The boy leaned against the street lamp, silent, looking up at the glass window, like a motionless ice sculpture.

Xie Yan was startled, and her drowsiness vanished instantly.

Who else could that person downstairs be but Shen Yan?

She opened the window to call him, but worried about disturbing the neighbors late at night, so she took out her phone and dialed Shen Yan's number.

A few seconds later, Xie Yan saw a figure downstairs take out a phone and put it to their ear.

Shen Yan's voice was slightly distorted through the receiver, and the whistling wind could be heard outside. It had a nasal tone and was very soft. "Sister."

Xie Yan knew from his voice that he had probably been standing there for a while. She frowned and said sternly, "How did you get here in such heavy snow? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

"miss you."

The two had only been apart for a little over a day, but it had already reached Shen Yan's limit; he couldn't wait until the next day.

So despite the slippery roads and difficult travel due to the heavy snow, Shen Yan still came.

Xie Yan, on the other hand, was extremely agitated. She glared at him from a distance of one floor and said, "Wait for me for ten minutes."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Ten minutes later, Xie Yan changed out of her pajamas, dressed neatly, and jogged over.

The room was warm, and Xie Yan's face was rosy. In contrast, Shen Yan had been standing in the cold wind for who knows how long, and his face was pale, his head covered in snowflakes, making him look like an ice sculpture.

It's hard to say whether Xie Yan is more heartbroken or frustrated, but she's currently in a very volatile and frantic mood.

Her brows furrowed, and her tone was rather harsh, "I've only been out for one day, is it really necessary? Why did you make yourself like this? Why didn't you call me when you got here? If I hadn't noticed, were you planning to stand here all night?"

Shen Yan lowered his head, his dark eyes fixed on Xie Yan's face, and pursed his lips. "I didn't mean to bother you, but I really miss you so much, I can't control myself."

Xie Yan had a terrible headache. "It's only been one day. Does this mean we have to be glued together forever, never separating for even a single day?"

Even the most loving couples can't be this loving; no matter how good their relationship is, they can't be together all the time.

“…Isn’t it possible?”

The boy's soft voice was carried away by the wind, almost inaudible, and his emotions were unreadable: "Can't we stay together forever, never be apart for even a day?"

He lowered his head to take Xie Yan's hand, and the icy temperature made Xie Yan shiver as if she were holding a block of ice.

Xie Yan's face darkened. "Where is the car parked? Let's talk in the car."

The temperature has been around minus ten degrees Celsius these past few nights, and Shen Yan has long been chilled to the bone, without a trace of warmth.

The car stopped at the entrance of the residential area, and the two walked out hand in hand. They didn't speak a word the whole way, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Xie Yan was wondering how to cure Shen Yan's excessive dependence. After all, she had many things to do. Although she liked Shen Yan very much, she couldn't just revolve around him every day.

Emotions, career, and life need to be balanced.

However, it was clear that Shen Yan had lost his balance.

The weight of emotion overwhelmed everything in his heart.

There was snow and thin ice on the road. Xie Yan was thinking about something, so she took small, slow steps.

The snowflakes weren't large, but they were very dense, and in no time, they turned her long, black hair white.

The two walked slowly through the snowy night, their hair gray.

Shen Yan looked down at her, his eyes filled with deep and unfathomable emotions.

Once in the car, Xie Yan was about to ask Shen Yan to turn on the air conditioning when she was suddenly tackled to the back seat.

The seat was fairly spacious, and Shen Yan buried his head, enveloping her tightly.

The air was completely still, so still that you could almost hear your heartbeat and your breathing.

"elder sister."

The boy was enveloped in a cold temperature. His face was resting on Xie Yan's shoulder, his expression was not visible, only his calm voice could be heard.

Do you like me? I want to hear your answer.

Xie Yan had no idea what he was up to; she just thought the posture was a bit strange.

"...Get up first, you're making me uncomfortable."

Not getting the answer he wanted, Shen Yan was clearly unhappy.

He didn't get up; instead, he hugged Xie Yan even tighter.

"I know you don't actually like me that much, but my requirements aren't high..."

"Could you like me a little more each day? Just a little bit is enough."

His posture was humble enough, a stark contrast to their current positions.

It was clearly Shen Yan who was pinning her down, so why did it seem like Xie Yan was the one bullying him?

However, Xie Yan's emotions have always been stable, and she cannot be as reckless and intense as Shen Yan.

If we're talking about feelings, then Shen Yan's feelings are naturally superior, intense and passionate.

Xie Yan frowned. "First of all, don't question my feelings. Secondly, I feel like you're not quite right today. Did you take your medicine on time?"

"Well, it's just that the New Year is coming soon, and it'll be your turn soon..."

Death anniversary.

Before Shen Yan could finish speaking, Xie Yan filled in the blanks in her mind.

If that's the reason, then Shen Yan's sudden appearance today isn't entirely incomprehensible.

My anger subsided a little.

"If you were going to come, you should have told me instead of freezing down here by yourself."

Shen Yan obediently replied, "Yes, I won't do it again next time."

"...But how did you know Zhou Panpan's address?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yan coughed a few times.

He slowly sat up, his nose was bright red, and his cheeks were also a little red. He rubbed his eyes as if he was in some discomfort.

Seeing this, Xie Yan reached out and touched his face, and sure enough, it was a little hot.

How long have you been standing downstairs?

Shen Yan sniffed, his voice hoarse, "Two or three hours, I guess."

"........."

On a snowy night in the dead of winter, with howling winds and temperatures below minus ten degrees Celsius, I stood there for two or three hours.

Xie Yan squeezed her eyes shut tightly, gritting her teeth, "I'm really fed up with you."

She glanced down at her phone. With the year-end approaching, most of the nearby pharmacies were closed late at night, and there was nowhere to buy medicine.

Shen Yan, who was ice-cold not long ago, is now warm like a heater. He closed his eyes and leaned on Xie Yan's shoulder, feeling quite happy even though he was feverish.

no solution anymore.

Xie Yan laid the man down in the back seat, then got into the driver's seat and started her journey home.

Shen Yan was initially half-dazed and half-acting, but Xie Yan drove smoothly, and he actually fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

The boy on the bed was covered with a thick quilt. He opened his eyes and blinked, looking somewhat bewildered.

Just then, Yang Huiyun came in. Seeing that Shen Yan had woken up, she quickly came over.

"Xiao Yan, you're awake? You had a fever of 39 degrees last night. Did you catch a cold because you weren't dressed warmly enough? I told you to wear more clothes, but you didn't listen."

Shen Yan slowly sat up, rubbing his aching temples and his chapped lips.

"Sister...Auntie, where's Xie Yan?"

Yang Huiyun was well aware of the two being together. Although she hadn't been here for the past two days, she had heard a lot from her employees last night.

"She just went out. Xiao Hu and the other kids called her to have a snowball fight. You should rest a bit more. I'll call you for New Year's Eve dinner this afternoon."

"Okay, thank you, auntie."

After she left, Shen Yan drank half a glass of water before picking up his phone from the bedside table.

He tapped a few times, and two small dots, one red and one blue, appeared on the screen.

The two dots are very close together.

The heavy snow outside finally stopped, but since no municipal workers came to shovel snow in the countryside, the roads were covered in thick snow. The mountains and fields were all white, a beautiful sight like a fairyland.

A large group of children were playing in the snow in the fields at the edge of the village. Xie Yan joined in, but she didn't seem to be bullying the younger children at all.

After all, those eight or nine kids were a group, all of them were Little Tiger's younger brothers and sisters.

Xiao Hu still remembers how badly he lost the last time he played badminton. From that day on, he vowed to defeat Xie Yan!! To make her cry and beg for mercy!!

Never underestimate a young person's potential!

A large group of children chased Xie Yan and threw snowballs at her. Xie Yan dodged while also making snowballs in her hands.

The snowballs, neither too big nor too small, didn't hurt or itch when they hit her. Xie Yan suddenly turned around and, laughing, threw a snowball the size of a basketball with all her might.

Little Tiger fell to the ground and immediately went to sleep.

"Aaaaaah, brothers, get them! Aaaaaah!! I'm so mad!!!"

Seeing their "big brother" fall, the little ones became even more excited, chasing after Xie Yan with righteous indignation. Small snowballs flew everywhere, and the battle was extremely fierce.

Xie Yan's joyful and infectious laughter echoed through the fields.

Finally, Little Tiger was defeated, fell to his knees once more, and roared to the sky, "No! No!! No—!!!"

Why can't all of them defeat this female demon?!

Why--!!!

Xie Yan was panting heavily, white breaths constantly coming out of her lips, but her eyes were surprisingly bright, and her face was full of smiles, "Do you want to know why I'm so amazing?"

Xiao Hu rubbed his eyes and asked reluctantly, "Why?"

Xie Yan pretended to beckon him with her finger, and the little brat immediately took the bait and came closer.

The next second, a snowball was stuffed into his collar, and he scurried away like a rocket, frozen solid.

"Hahahaha-"

Xie Yan couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter, laughing so hard she could barely breathe.

Just then, footsteps sounded beside her, and Xie Yan immediately became alert. She turned around abruptly and discovered that the person who came was Shen Yan.

Shen Yan was wearing a military overcoat that appeared out of nowhere. It was incredibly thick and heavy. Although it looked a bit old, its warmth was unparalleled, almost like wearing a quilt.

Seeing Xie Yan looking at his clothes, Shen Yan said helplessly, "Aunt Yang found me a military overcoat and insisted that I wear it."

"It looks great on you; green suits you very well."

Shen Yan moved closer and handed Xie Yan a hot water bottle. "Why aren't you wearing gloves? Aren't your hands cold?"

Looking down, Xie Yan's hands were already red, obviously from playing in the snow.

"Hmm...it's okay, I don't feel cold when I run."

When my cold hands touched the warm hot water bottle, my palms felt itchy and swollen.

After their snowball fight, the two walked home together.

After returning home, Xie Yan followed Yang Huiyun into the kitchen to help prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

Shen Yan followed behind without stopping, and the group worked together.

Around seven or eight o'clock, there were a few tables of guests in the outer courtyard who had come specifically to enjoy the scenery and have a holiday for the New Year. There weren't many of them, so Xie Yan and her friends sat down inside, watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV while eating.

Fireworks are now banned in urban areas, but no one cares in the countryside.

I don't know which kid lit the fireworks, but the loud bangs of the fireworks exploded outside.

Bright fireworks burst forth in clusters across the countryside, their glow shimmering and fading, creating a breathtaking spectacle.

Xie Yan lowered her head and ate the dumplings that Yang Huiyun had made herself. Amid the laughter and joy of the Spring Festival Gala, her nose suddenly stung and a tear unexpectedly fell into her bowl.

She finally got to eat the dumplings her mother made.