Chapter 81: Companion in Snow

  She waved her hand and said with a smile, "Alright, alright!"

  There are many winding ropes, and there are also cards and wedges. In the summer, looking at the primitive snowboard that is vastly different from modern snowboards, I was stunned, how do you wear this?!

  Yuan Longlin, who had been watching her every move, couldn't help but smile. He calmly put on his own snowboard and walked up to her, squatting down and intentionally speaking with a teasing tone: "Didn't you say you're very good at skiing? How come, are you not competing?"

  Xia Tian frowned, stared at him for a while, and suddenly pouted, holding up her snowboard with a pitiful expression: "How do I wear it! I don't know!"

  "Pfft!" One of them couldn't hold it in, and Yuan Longlin burst out laughing again. Unconsciously, he scratched her nose bridge and laughed, scolding: "You can't even wear snowboard boots properly, yet you dare to boast about going down the mountain? You really don't know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is."

  "Hey! Just because I don't ski doesn't mean I won't slide! Besides, it's your ancient skis that are the problem!"

  "Old?!" Yuan Longlin gave her a strange look and started helping her put on the snowboard, "Do you have non-old ones?"

  Xiatian opened his mouth and turned his head away with a sulky expression.

  Her feet were not big, and even with the fur-lined deerskin boots on, they were only about the size of his palm. The snowboard in front of her was a bit smaller than usual, but for her, it was still too big. With her heels against the wooden block, the buckle couldn't fasten around her ankle, and could only barely hold onto her toes. Having no other choice, he used rope to tightly bind her feet, ankles, and calves together. Yuan Longxiang had never served anyone before, let alone helped someone put on snowshoes, but his expression was extremely serious, and his movements were gentle, causing the soldiers beside him to stare in amazement.

  "Alright, stand up and try." He helped Xia Tian get up together.

  She moved her feet, very solid. She took the snow shovel handed over by the soldier with great enthusiasm, waved at Yuan Longxiang and said magnanimously: "Go, let's compete, whoever loses will be a little dog!"

  Yuan Longlin smiled brightly and intentionally raised an eyebrow, saying: "Compare if you want to compare, but don't be allowed to cry when you lose!"

  "You're the one crying! Today, let you see the elegance of a master! Whoa~~~" Snowflake supported herself on the ground for two seconds, then suddenly leaned forward, her legs slightly bent, like a butterfly spreading its wings and flying down the gentle and wide snow path.

  "Good!" A soldier couldn't help but shout "good".

  Seeing her skilled technique, Long Lin also felt at ease, and Xue Bang shot out like an arrow with a single push.

  "Good! Good!" The cheers from the soldiers behind him grew louder, and he couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. Suddenly, he flipped to the left and then to the right, doing a somersault in mid-air before landing steadily on his feet, causing the mountain top to erupt in a frenzy of cheers.

  Xiatian turned her head and glanced at him, feeling a surge of anger in her heart. She suddenly swerved to the left, then to the right, and slammed on the brakes.

  On the snowy path, one white and one green, two figures chasing the wind and snow, what a wonderful sight.

  She made a sharp left turn, intending to bypass the small snowbank ahead, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Yuan Longliang catching up to her. Her heart racing, she charged forward without thinking. The momentum sent her sliding onto the snowbank, both feet leaving the ground at once. The feeling of being airborne wasn't freedom, but a kind of unprecedented panic. A cry of alarm escaped her lips as her body suddenly lost control and plunged forward.

  A pair of arms and a bosom seemed to have been waiting there for thousands of years, bringing her infinite sense of security.

  The two of them rolled rapidly on the snowy ground for a long time before slowly coming to a stop.

  Summer lay on Yuan Long's body, her head buried in his chest, motionless.

  "Three... are you okay? Are you hurt? Let me take a look."

  Summer is still not moving.

  Yuan Longlin was really anxious, just about to turn over and hold her up, when he suddenly saw her slowly lift her head, her eyes filled with tears, and the tears fell one by one.

  "Where...does it hurt? Is it painful?" Yuan Longlin was at a loss, unsure whether to wipe away her tears or not.

  Xiatian buried his head in his chest again, muttering as if to himself: "Why did he want to treat me like this?!"

  His hand stiffened, and a wave of unbearable pain surged up in his heart. His palm gently stroked her long hair, and he let out a soft sigh: "Third Brother has his own difficulties too."

  After a moment of silence, Yuan Long thought she had fallen asleep. Just as he was about to pick her up, she suddenly jumped out from his body, with tears still on her face, but a radiant smile: "How about we try again?"

  "You..."

  "I really like this place, can you play with me again?" Her eyes had a weak and strong expectation. This intertwined weakness and strength made him unable to say the comfort that was on the tip of his tongue, he forced a smile and could only say "okay".

  The carriage had just stopped in front of Hongyan Hotel when a sharp-eyed and quick-witted fellow came forward to hold the horse and pull down the curtain.

  In the summer, he was already starving and didn't wait for Yuan Longyu to help him down, so he jumped off the carriage by himself.

  "Please come in! How many of you are there?"

  "Two, one first-class suite." Yuan Longlin said, walking alongside Xia Tian.

  "I'm afraid we're fully booked in the private rooms, but there are seats available in the main hall. Would you like to wait for a bit?" The waiter followed them with a smile.

  Yuan Longlin took a look at the crowded hall with no empty seats, and frowned in dissatisfaction. "Forget it, let's change to another one."

  "Don't switch anymore, I'm starving!" Xia Tian waved his hand carelessly, "Buddy, find us an empty table."

  "Alright!" The fellow led them with a smile, his eyes twinkling, to one of the few empty tables.

  The two of them were already dressed in bright clothes and looked good, so when they walked by, many people couldn't help but stare. Yuwen Qiming raised his head and met Xia Tian's gaze directly, causing Xia Tian to pause for a moment before pulling Yuan Longlin aside to whisper something to him. Yuan Longlin also turned around, then sent the servant away and led Xia Tian over in their direction. Yuwen Qiming rubbed his temples with a helpless expression.

  "Yuwen, what a coincidence!" Yuan Longlin greeted him with a light tone and didn't wait for his response before he and Xia Tian sat down on their own.

  "Seventh Young Master, Third Madam." Yuwen Qiming greeted the other two with his mouth, but his eyes were looking at the woman sitting beside him, and his hand under the table was still gently holding hers.

  In the summer, I had already noticed the woman in front of me who was dressed simply and quietly. It was obvious that my sudden joining with Long Xiaosi made her very nervous, because she kept her head down and her face was red.

  Yuan Longlin smiled and raised an eyebrow at Yuwen Qiming, "Yuwen, who is this young lady?"

  Yuwen Qiming didn't hide it either, and said straightforwardly: "This is Yan Guniang." Turning his head, he introduced to Yan Zhaoju: "They are the Seventh Young Master and the Third Madam."

  "I've met Seventh Young Master and Third Madam before." Yan Zhuo's body tensed up, wanting to stand up, but was pressed down by Yuwen Qiming who had anticipated this.

  "Call me Xia Tian, just that. What's with the 'Third Madam'? It sounds like I'm old or something. What's your name?"