After they leave the club, Louis doesn’t go back to hotel with others. Instead, he takes Lily to get in the private car beside the street. It seems like they are heading to somewhere else.
Lily looks out of the window and doesn’t know they are going.
She asks Louis, “Why aren’t we going back to the hotel? Are you hungry already?”
“A little bit.” Louis says with a deep voice.
Lily is not stupid and knows what he is talking about. Her face blushes quickly and she gives him a hard punch. She feels lucky that the driver doesn’t understand Chinese.
Soon, the black car drives out of the city and arrives at a holiday village following the navigation system.
All buildings of the holiday village are Japanese-style. They are low-key and elegant. Roof and trees are all covered by a thin layer of snow. It looks like they are integrated with the white.
“So pretty!” Lily praises the view before her eyes. The heat that gets out of her mouth soon dissipates into the air. She says, “It is like wonderland!”
Louis walks to her and smiles lightly, “The snow today is not heavy enough. It won’t make piles. I asked them to make artificial snow. That’s why you are seeing this view.”
Lily turns to him immediately, “I was wondering why the snow was so heavy. It turns out that it is man-made snow!”
“It’s to fulfill Mrs. Smith’s wish to make a snowman.” Louis fastens her scarf, “We have the whole holiday village to ourselves today. You can choose whichever room Mrs. Smith wants to stay in and do whatever Mrs. Smith wants to do to enjoy herself. Nobody will stop you.”
“It must be expensive?” Lily thinks of the money he spent.
He booked the whole holiday village and ordered so much man-made snow. It must take a large amount of money.
“It’s okay. Only 30 thousand a night.”
Lily takes a deep breath. Her expression changes.
Several seconds later, Lily bends down to grab the snow, muttering, “I must make full use of the time. I can’t waste it!”
Louis brings over a shovel, “Mrs. Smith, we need to make a large snowman. Are you trying to make a snowman as large as your palm?”
“Not really...” Lily prolongs her tone. With a snowball in her hand, she steps back.
“Em?”
Lily smiles slyly to Louis and toughly tosses the snowball in her hand to him.
Louis doesn’t expect this. The snowball breaks apart on his shoulder, and some of it even hits his face. The coldness almost makes him numb. But the woman across from him laughs even more happily.
He strides to chase her and pretends to be angry, “You dare to toss a snowball to me. Are you so bold now?”
“You could have hidden from it!”
Of course Lily won’t just stand on the spot and let him get her. She runs on the snow. While running, she also grabs snow from the ground and makes snowballs to toss them to Louis. She is having much fun.
Louis’s legs are long, but he purposely doesn’t run away from the snowballs. Instead, he lets them hit him. Occasionally, he grabs snow from the ground too and makes snowballs to toss them to her. He just wants to be with her.
After a while, Lily is all sweaty. Her chest rises and falls. Then she gets the shovel and shovels the snow. With the help of Louis, she makes a big snowman.
She also puts her scarf around the snowman.
Looking at the snowman which is almost 2 meters high, Lily is very satisfied. Though her hands become red because of the wind, she doesn’t care, “Finally, my wish to make a big snowman becomes reality!”
Several years ago when she was abroad for further study, when winter arrived, she told John that if the snow came, she would make a snowman.
And John said okay.
When it was almost Christmas, there was a big snow in Country Y. John came to find her early and took her outside. He said when the snow was heavy enough at night, they would make a snowman.
But when they got out of the theatre and wanted to make a snowman, John received a call. He was told an emergency required his help. Then he took her back to the campus.
Then that thing happened, and she put him behind bars with her own hands.
Things from the past suddenly all come to her, leaving Lily in a trance until the happy Christmas carol rises up beside her ears.
It is past 12 o’clock now. It’s Christmas.
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