After dinner in the evening, I opened the door to the courtyard and found that the snow had quietly covered the ground.

Suddenly, I felt the urge to build a snowman.

Lin Yunxing agreed, and despite my protests, wrapped me up in gloves, scarves, and a thick coat, before happily taking me outside.

I have to say, both Lin Yunxing and I were useless at making snowmen.

The simple snowman we built turned out to be hideous, resembling a monster.

Feeling dissatisfied, I suddenly had a mischievous idea and beckoned to Lin Yunxing.

"Lin Yunxing, come over here for a moment."

As he bent down to approach me, I grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into the back of Lin Yunxing's collar.

He was shocked by the cold and scrambled to retaliate by grabbing a handful of snow to throw at me.

Before we knew it, building a snowman turned into a snowball fight.

However, Lin Yunxing had surprisingly good aim, hitting me square in the face with a snowball, covering me in snow.

I stood still without moving.

This alarmed Lin Yunxing, thinking he had hurt me, he hurriedly ran over in a panic.

Seeing the mixture of heartache, regret, and urgency on his face, my heart skipped a beat.

In the next moment, I grabbed his collar, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the lips.

Lin Yunxing widened his eyes, blushing belatedly.

"Zhou Yun!"

A horrified shout erupted beside us, interrupting this impromptu kiss.

I realized that Liang Che had not gone home with his parents and had been watching us nearby.

His face was pale, his eyes filled with disbelief and deep sorrow.

"Why haven't you left?" I turned my head, looking at him with clarity.

He fell silent for a moment, his voice hoarse, "Do you really have nothing to say to me?"

I looked at him, his ears and nose red from the cold snow, and in a daze, the face of the teenage boy who had confessed to me when he was eighteen gradually overlapped with his.

I smiled and said, "I do have something to say."

His eyes lit up.

"Liang Che, Happy New Year," I said.