Chapter 45
The young man was in the snow-white, wearing a dark blue down cap and ski goggles, with a beautiful nose. He passed by in a hurry, and he had reached the flat ground below.

Lan Qingchuan swallowed slowly, a lot of snowflakes had already fallen on the fox fur hat.She stopped after a few laps, let go of her skis, and leaned on the guardrail to watch the scenery.

When she was about to rest, Han Luochen finally came down, her posture was quick and standard, which attracted a lot of attention.His face was wet, whether it was from melted snow or sweat.

"tired?"

She shook her head and watched him take off his hat and glasses, revealing clear and moist birch brown eyes.He turned his head and exhaled for a few breaths before he held his breath and leaned against her in the same position.Looking at the distance from this angle, the end of the snow mountain is the sky, infinitely open.

He looked at it for a while, then turned to look at her.It was found that her hat was a little crooked, and her hair was loosely tied together.She opened a pair of beautiful eyes, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

Sometimes being with her can be boring.He thought to himself, it was too quiet and alienated, not as active as those girls in the circle at all, and he didn't know why he just liked such a dull look.

She didn't speak, so he could only shut up with her.After taking off his gloves, he rummaged in his pocket, and found a small bag of candied fruit, which he bought after a meal to eat and play with. Lan Qingchuan didn't eat it, and put it into his mouth.

She suddenly said, "I still have a few paintings in the warehouse, one of which is a snow scene, and I just remembered it when I came here. Your living room is quite empty, just hang it up." It turned out that I still remembered the few paintings from last time. Gift.

Han Luochen raised his eyebrows, although he didn't want her to make such a clear distinction, but what she gave was more than he could ask for.

"I'll get it from you when I go back."

She propped her hands on the railing, wiped the snowflakes off her hands with a click, and smiled, "Last time for my birthday, I got a few delicate carved gadgets from my grandfather, and I handed them over to Luo Jie and His cousin."

He only caught her previous sentence, and turned to look at her, "Birthday? 18 years old?" His eyebrows were dark and moist, and with his movement, the two of them got closer.

She took the candied fruit in his hand, took one in her mouth, and nodded, "Yes, 18 years old." Again she seemed unwilling to say more.

Han Luochen was in a hurry, "I don't even know." In fact, there was nothing he could do. He flew to Osaka last time, and if he missed it, he would have missed it, not to mention that the two of them didn't have that kind of close and familiar relationship.

She glanced at his expression, "It's just a birthday. Everyone doesn't need to know about it." She chewed on the candied fruit, and said in a flat tone, "Don't think about giving me any presents." It seemed like she was joking.

The calm and breezy appearance made Han Luochen's teeth itch with anger, it's fine if he didn't tell him, and he acted as if it had nothing to do with him, even now, he barely considered her a friend, but she has always been so alienated and indifferent , he didn't know when he would respond.

He is an extremely arrogant and reckless person with high eyesight, and he will only care about it if he takes a fancy to someone.

Not resentful of her silence, he turned his wrist, caught a palm of snowflakes, and lightly patted on the brim of her hat, with a smile on his face, but in a harsh tone, "How can I have less gifts, I'll give it to you." Lan Qingchuan didn't When he realized it, his face was covered with snow as soon as he turned around.Her dazed but slightly dazed expression pleased him, and the little gloom in her heart finally dissipated a lot.

(End of this chapter)

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