CHAPTER 370: 0234 SNOW SCENE CAPTURE (2-IN-1)_2

In prosperous times, the harvests are abundant.

Yet, in these troubled times with such heavy snow, I fear many people won’t see the spring.

So, do snowflakes represent "peaceful Chang’an," or "never reaching Chang’an" ... it all depends on the environment one finds oneself in.

"Hmm." Yun Qian nodded.

If that’s the case, then she had no reason to like or favor them.

Indeed, she still doesn’t like them.

"I like snow, actually because I have a special affection for it as I used to be from the south," Xu Chang’an sighed, "Our island is in Qing Province, so over the years, I’ve only seen light snow a few times. Sure enough... such heavy snow only exists in dreams."

"...Is that so." Yun Qian nodded in semi-understanding, "It seems you really like it."

"What about you, miss, why don’t you like snow?" Xu Chang’an asked.

"Me?" Yun Qian exhaled a breath of cool air, and said, "It’s not that I don’t like snow, I’m just afraid of the cold."

"Afraid of the cold, that means you don’t like snow." Xu Chang’an’s eyes flickered, but he quickly adjusted his mood.

Yun Qian didn’t refute because what he said made sense, but then she heard Xu Chang’an continue.

"If you feel cold, just come closer to me." Xu Chang’an squinted, "I like winter for another very important reason, do you want to hear it?"

"Can I choose not to listen?"

"I want to say it."

"Go ahead."

Xu Chang’an carefully adjusted Yun Qian’s disheveled clothes, then reached out and placed his hand on her cheek, "You fear the cold, so on cold days, I become the blanket you hold for warmth."

Being able to be close to her with the excuse of her well-being, how could Xu Chang’an not like it?

"So that’s how it is." Yun Qian understood why Xu Chang’an liked snow.

"Of course, I won’t always like snowy days." Xu Chang’an added.

"What would make you not like it?" Yun Qian asked.

"When your body becomes normal, and you experience Gui Water, I won’t like snowy days." Xu Chang’an seems to foresee what would happen in the future.

"I don’t understand." Yun Qian lowered her head to try and look at her abdomen, but she couldn’t see it.

Xu Chang’an didn’t explain, just shook his head.

For Yun Qian, with her yin and yang deficiency and weak constitution, when she experiences Gui Water, the monthly cramps are unavoidable. In such conditions, if the weather turns cold, it could cause unbearable pain.

At that time, he naturally wouldn’t like snowy days and would certainly loathe them.

Hmm.

Thankfully, the young lady hasn’t had Gui Water yet, thank heavens.

Xu Chang’an watched Yun Qian’s face, his lips curved into a smile, then slowly calmed down. He grasped Yun Qian’s fair hand placed on his chest, "Alright, I’m just talking. If you don’t want to go out, then we won’t go out."

"... It’s just a snow, nothing much to see. It’s not like I really want to take a walk with you, nor do I want to build a snowman together."

He expressed his desires.

Yun Qian: "..."

The young lady’s eyelashes fluttered, "I... don’t hate snow that much."

"You don’t have to accommodate me, miss, if you don’t like it, you just don’t like it." Xu Chang’an said.

"I have evidence." Yun Qian explained.

"What evidence." Xu Chang’an was puzzled.

"The snow hasn’t stopped, it’s still falling." Yun Qian closed her eyes to listen.

Usually, outside the window, it would be the continuous sound of rain hitting the windowpane crisp, but now there was a rustling sound... somewhat annoying.

Yun Qian opened her eyes to see the blizzard outside, with most of the tree shadows in the courtyard obscured, and snowflakes blown onto her face by the cold wind, melting quickly into clear water droplets.

That’s it.

The snow still falling is the best evidence that she doesn’t truly hate it.

If she really didn’t like it, would snow dare to fall from the sky?

Naturally, it wouldn’t dare.

Yun Qian knew her so-called dislike... was only a little bit. Since it was something Xu Chang’an liked, even if it was just a snowfall, she wouldn’t hate it.

Because Xu Chang’an liked it, the snow could keep falling, even burying the whole world would be worth it.

"I never quite understood your logic, what kind of evidence is that? My dreams, I like snow, so naturally, it’s falling." Xu Chang’an said, wiping the water droplets off Yun Qian’s face.

The girl was really beautiful, causing a stir in his heart.

"Why don’t you fear the cold?" Yun Qian asked.

As an ordinary girl, it’s only natural for her to be afraid of the cold and easily susceptible to pain.

"I truly am not afraid." Xu Chang’an was thinking about this as well.

Is it because he was born not fearing the cold to play in the snow and build snowmen?

Of course, Xu Chang’an thought he wasn’t so unambitious.

He was better able to withstand the cold, it must be because it was a task from heaven, so that he could better take care of the cold-sensitive girl in snowy days.

"Miss, it turns out what I like is not the snow." Xu Chang’an finished speaking and stared intently at Yun Qian.

At this moment she wasn’t wearing any jewelry or makeup, yet often this kind of clear spring-like, pure beauty is the most dazzling.

"Are you saying... you like me?" Yun Qian blinked.

"...I didn’t say that." Xu Chang’an turned his head away.

Yun Qian’s lips curved into a smile, she withdrew her hand from Xu Chang’an’s embrace, bent down slightly, exhaled a breath of warm air to melt the snow on the window sill, and then stood in front of Xu Chang’an, blocking the snowy scene outside with her body. She whispered, "I don’t regret turning rain into snow."

"This is my dream, if something’s to change, I’ll make it change." Xu Chang’an looked at her as Yun Qian wished, without looking at the snowy scene, but muttered, "’Green ants in a newly brewed wine, red clay a small stove...’"

It was a poem he had copied.

Yun Qian realized something, and continued Xu Chang’an’s words, "As the evening comes with snow in the air, can you drink a cup?"

Drink a cup?

Why did he say this?

"I feel like drinking." Xu Chang’an sighed.

Yun Qian: "..."

Tea calms the heart, wine... brings joy.

Listening to the rustling of the falling snow, Yun Qian suddenly felt the sound was so pleasing.

Snow is wonderful.

At this moment, Yun Qian no longer had any regretful thoughts. Under Xu Chang’an’s astonished gaze, she "pulled" out a wine flask from the void behind her, placing it before him.

Yun Qian explained, "Jade Dew, great for setting the mood."

"...I know it’s Jade Dew, but where did it come from?"

"I got it from Miss Liu."

"Oh." Xu Chang’an rubbed his brow with one hand, helplessly saying, "Miss, you should be more serious, the timeline is messed up. We haven’t even gone to Beisang City yet, where would the Jade Dew Wine come from?"

"As long as it tastes good, it doesn’t matter."

"Makes sense."

"Do you want to drink?"

"I could have some since you’ve taken it out." Xu Chang’an’s head showed a few black lines.

Finally, at this moment, he truly felt the ultimate discord in the dream.

"Wait a moment, let’s go out for a walk first." Yun Qian placed the wine on the table, took Xu Chang’an’s arm, and looked at the snowy scene outside the window: "I want to see... whether it’s truly Chang’an."

And the snowman.

Building a snowman with Xu Chang’an, how could she miss it?

So, at the moment Xu Chang’an mentioned the snowman, she was already moved.

Yun Qian suddenly wanted to see if her skills at molding figures had improved?

Previously when molding clay figures, Xu Chang’an called them ugly.

"What, not afraid of the cold anymore?" Xu Chang’an looked at Yun Qian’s hunched posture, raised his hand: "The flowery jacket is still warm..."

"Don’t want the flowery jacket." Yun Qian said.

"If you don’t wear the flowery jacket, should I take a brazier to keep warm with you on a walk? That way, it’ll be warm." Xu Chang’an’s tone was serious, as if he wasn’t joking.

"No need for a brazier either." Yun Qian took Xu Chang’an’s hand and went downstairs with him.

Stepping over the threshold.

Yun Qian walked slowly, her embroidered shoes stepping firmly on the thin snow, with a crunching sound of stepping on snow.

She turned back and said, "Just hold me."

That makes it warm.