“Slow down, slow down!”
Shen Qingsheng shouted, his eyes wide with fear as he stared at the rapidly passing traffic. The sports car darted and weaved through the flow of vehicles at breakneck speed.
Little Hanhan, barefoot and terrified, curled up on the seat, hugging her knees and trembling.
Su Ze, however, watched the traffic with sharpened focus. To him, the cars seemed to move in slow motion. A faint smile tugged at his lips. He could sense that, before losing his memory, he must have loved speeding.
In less than ten minutes, the sports car executed a perfect drift, screeching to a halt in the parking spot.
Su Ze stepped out of the car, still craving more excitement. “How about we go for another round?”
“Until you regain your memory, I’d rather be a dog than let you drive again!” Shen Qingsheng growled, leaning against the car door.
…
As evening fell, the iron-gray sky was gradually covered by dense white clouds, and the air grew chilly.
By morning, the cool weather had turned icy. Since the previous night, a thin layer of ice had formed on the lake’s surface.
If that anonymous little boy from the riverside were to jump onto the thin ice now, he could enjoy a freshly harvested summer watermelon while watching the spectacle.
“What a bizarre, chaotic season,” Gu Qingqing murmured, holding a warm cup of coffee as she sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the icy lake.
‘Chaotic season’ referred to the erratic weather patterns. It should have been winter by now, but the seasons came and went unpredictably, alternating in disorder.
The days and nights on Blue Planet were still regular, indicating that Earth continued to rotate. Yet, the phenomenon of the ‘chaotic season’ remained a perplexing mystery.
Amid the dense white clouds, which barely let any light through, white specks began to fall.
Snowflakes.
They drifted down onto the frozen lake, light and graceful, like a beautiful, slow melody.
“Ziyin! Ziyin! It’s snowing!” Gu Qingqing exclaimed with delight, pressing her face against the window. Her white hair cascaded over her shoulders, resembling falling snow.
“Darling~”
Xu Ziyin, dressed in casual pajamas, emerged lazily from the bathroom, a toothbrush with foam still in her mouth.
She wrapped her arms around Gu Qingqing from behind, resting her chin on the white-haired girl’s shoulder. “I’m so sleepy. Come back to bed with me, okay?”
“You’re so lazy,” Gu Qingqing retorted without turning around, shaking her tiny fist in mock threat. “If you bump into my butt again, I’ll punch you!”
Xu Ziyin paused, spat out her toothbrush, and hugged Gu Qingqing’s soft waist. She stretched her neck to nuzzle her cheek. “Then give me a kiss.”
Gu Qingqing turned her head and was met with a mouthful of toothpaste foam. She froze for a moment.
“Hahahaha—” Xu Ziyin burst into laughter, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Suddenly, her nose was kissed.
Gu Qingqing looked at her, a white foam dot on Xu Ziyin’s nose, and laughed as well. “Hahaha… you look like a fool.”
“How dare you tease the big bad wolf! I’ll gobble up this little white rabbit! Rawr!” Xu Ziyin playfully bared her teeth and lunged at Gu Qingqing.
“Hahaha, get away from me!” The little white rabbit giggled, dodging the wolf’s embrace. Xu Ziyin bit at empty air.
The little white rabbit stepped back, her hands forming bunny ears on either side of her head. Her slender, pale fingers wiggled up and down, making her look like an adorable little rabbit.
“Don’t run, little rabbit! Let me take a bite!” The big bad wolf was enticed and lunged forward to catch her.
But the little white rabbit, dressed entirely in white, didn’t flee. Instead, she stood still, still making bunny ears, as if saying, ‘Silly big bad wolf~ Come and eat this cute little rabbit!’
The wolf, suspecting a trap, skidded to a halt.
Suddenly, the little white rabbit pounced! She wrapped her arms around the big bad wolf and stood on her tiptoes to gently bite the wolf’s nose. Her plan successful, the little rabbit giggled, her shoulders shaking with laughter.
“Silly big bad wolf,” the little rabbit murmured, releasing her bite and planting a kiss on the wolf’s neck.
“Adorable little rabbit,” the wolf murmured back, holding her tightly after a moment’s pause.
“Stop hugging me. Today’s the day Su Ze has his surgery. Hurry up and finish brushing your teeth!” Gu Qingqing wriggled out of her embrace.
Xu Ziyin chuckled and leaned down. “First, a kiss.”
Gu Qingqing quickly backed away, sticking out her tongue. “Pervert! No way!”
…
“Are you done yet?” Xu Ziyin stood outside the closed door, already dressed in a sleek black outfit—straight-leg pants, high-top shoes, and a long coat draped over her shoulders. Her wavy hair framed her striking, handsome face.
Leaning against the wall, she idly flicked a lighter in her hand.
Click. The door opened, and a flash of white rushed into her arms. Soft lips met hers, and her waist was playfully pinched.
Xu Ziyin grinned, grabbing Gu Qingqing’s wrists and pinning them against the wall.
“Little rabbit, you dare tease the big bad wolf like this? Do you think I’m a vegetarian?” Xu Ziyin pressed Gu Qingqing, dressed in a flowing white dress, against the wall.
“So, what does the big bad wolf eat?” Gu Qingqing asked cheekily, unafraid. “Does she eat carrots? Should the little rabbit find some for her?”
“The big bad wolf doesn’t eat carrots,” Xu Ziyin growled, baring her sharp canine teeth. “She eats cute little rabbits like you! Rawr!”
“Hahaha—the big bad wolf is so dumb!” Gu Qingqing laughed, squirming as Xu Ziyin playfully nibbled her neck.
…
“It’s snowing! So much snow, it’s coming down hard.”
Xu Ziyin held Gu Qingqing’s hand as they walked through the snow-covered streets. The rooftops, tree branches, and the thin ice on the lake were all blanketed in white. She opened an umbrella, shielding herself and her lover from the falling snow.
The two girls walked side by side, their footprints marking the snowy path.
Xu Ziyin exhaled a puff of cold air and took off her coat, draping it over Gu Qingqing’s shoulders.
“If you dare take it off, the big bad wolf will eat you right now!” Xu Ziyin warned, pulling Gu Qingqing close.
“Heeheehee—” Gu Qingqing laughed, pretending to be scared as she leaned into the wolf’s embrace, playing the obedient little rabbit. “The big bad wolf is so bossy. The little rabbit doesn’t want to be eaten.”
“If you keep being this cute, I really will eat you!” the wolf said, feigning hunger.
“Bunnies are so cute. How can you eat a bunny?” Gu Qingqing couldn’t hold back her laughter, giggling uncontrollably.
“I’ll carry you,” Xu Ziyin offered, bending down.
“Oh my, thank you, big bad wolf,” Gu Qingqing said playfully, climbing onto Xu Ziyin’s back.
One girl carried the other, both shielded by the umbrella as the snow fell heavily around them, blurring their figures.
Snow slid off the rooftops, crushing the plants hiding beneath the eaves.
“Do you remember what I said?” Xu Ziyin broke the silence after a while. “We… should build a home together. Just you and me.”
“I’m willing to dedicate the rest of my life to you… and to our country.”

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