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The significance of the existence of Xanadu is to obliterate the trivialities and troubles of daily life, and return to a real life.

Jiang Xi felt that after they arrived here, the concept of time became blurred. They no longer need to stare at their watches and mobile phones every day, and they don't have to worry about someone interrupting their leisurely vacation.

The two wore thick home clothes every day and lived the most simple life: they worked at sunrise and rested at sunset.

Waking up at seven or eight o'clock every day, Jiang Xi lazily pinches Pei Chongyuan's nose, forcing him to wake up. At night, Jiang Xi puts his cold feet on Pei Chongyuan's stomach, and warms his own cold feet with the other's warm stomach .

Occasionally, Pei Chongyuan would vigorously rub the tattoo on Jiang Xi's waist with his hands. That sentence was tattooed by Jiang Xi after the breakup, and it was specially used to remember Pei Chongyuan.

During the New Year's Eve not long ago, they said that they would re-do a pattern to cover up this sentence, but they never made time to pass it, and they delayed it until the Lunar New Year.

In fact, Jiang Xi didn't care that much anymore. For him, the past was like a wheel running over him. It passed over and left traces. When he stood up again, he cursed a few words and passed away.

What's more, the relationship between him and Pei Chongyuan has completely overturned the previous model. After their reunion, they have created a new world and a new earth, so there is no need to entangle the traces of history.

But Pei Chongyuan couldn't do it, he was still brooding over the exaggerated words he had said to Jiang Xi on the spur of the moment.

"Are you going to rub my skin off with your fingers?" Jiang Xi yawned and glanced at him, "I'm hungry."

Pei Chongyuan withdrew his hand and leaned over to kiss him.

"I went to cook."

"Wait a while." Jiang Xi took his hand, pulled him back and held him tenderly for a while, "Let's take a bath together, and then cook together."

The two of them live here, and they have to rely on electric blankets and air conditioners to keep warm every day, neither of which can be turned on all night, so when they wake up in the morning, only the quilt is warm, and sometimes Jiang Xi wakes up and doesn’t even want to stretch his fingers come out.

"Okay, then wait a while, and get up when the room is warm."

Pei Chongyuan took the remote control, turned on the air conditioner, and curled up under the blanket with Jiang Xi in his arms.

"It's snowing." He whispered into Jiang Xi's ear.

Jiang Xi turned his head to look out the window, stood up slightly, and saw that a thin layer of snow had accumulated outside.

"It's so quiet." Jiang Xi said, "When it snows in the mountains, it feels different from the city."

He got out of the quilt and sat by the window.

Pei Chongyuan was afraid that he would be frozen, so he went to wrap him in a quilt.

"After dinner, we can go out and build a snowman."

Facing Pei Chongyuan's proposal, Jiang Xi smiled: "I didn't expect you to be quite childlike."

Pei Chongyuan pretended to be wronged: "I knew you thought I was old."

After the new year, Jiang Xi is 26 and Pei Chongyuan is 36.

The two of them have known each other for seven years and four months. During this period, there have been good times and bad times, childish times and mature times.

They've both seen each other at their most glamorous and most broken, and no one is a better match for each other.

Jiang Xi leaned against him, looked at the snow outside the window, and said to him: "I think you are not old enough."

It would be nice if they were a little older. They are too old to go down the mountain casually, so they depend on each other here, relying on the mountains and water, relying on the sky and the earth, and relying on each other's love to move towards the future step by step.

Jiang Xi couldn't wait to get old, he wanted to see if it was true that they would still love each other until the day they were old.

The room gradually warmed up, and the two went to take a long bath together.

When he came out, Pei Chongyuan sighed with emotion: "In the future, if there is something urgent to go out, I must not take a bath with you."

Jiang Xi walked behind him, rubbing his hair and smiling: "Why?"

Pei Chongyuan glanced back at him with a smile, pulled him over, and sat down on the chair.

"Knowingly asking!"

Pei Chongyuan wiped his hair, picked up the hair dryer and started blowing his hair.

Jiang Xi's hair grew a bit long, covering his ears.

The black and shiny hair feels very comfortable to the touch. After blow drying, the ends of the hair are slightly curled up naturally. Those who don't know it think they have specially styled it.

After blowing his hair, Pei Chongyuan said when he cleaned up the table: "When I first saw you, your hair was almost bald."

At that time, Jiang Xi had just cut short hair that was close to the scalp, because he felt that it would be troublesome to take care of if it was a little longer. Moreover, the barbers in the barber shop talked too much each time, and Jiang Xi felt earache every time he went.

Now he still doesn't like to go to the barber shop, otherwise he wouldn't grow his hair so long.

He raised his hand and pulled the bangs on his forehead, stood up, and stretched.

Pei Chongyuan took the opportunity to touch his exposed waist, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know." Jiang Xi turned around and hugged Pei Chongyuan's neck from behind, hung it on his body, and was led to the kitchen like that.

Pei Chongyuan dragged Jiang Xi to stop in front of the refrigerator, and opened the refrigerator door to have a look.

"Cream of Mushroom Soup?"

"I haven't eaten."

"Then try it today." Pei Chongyuan took out mushrooms and milk from the refrigerator and asked Jiang Xi, "Is this milk not expired?"

"I don't know." Jiang Xi let go of Pei Chongyuan, took the milk in his hand and searched for a long time before he saw the production date and expiration date, "There are still three days to expire."

"Then let's hurry up and solve it." Pei Chongyuan took out all the ingredients needed and called Jiang Xi to help.

Jiang Xi was very interested, but he had no experience or talent in doing these things.

He washed the mushrooms perfunctorily, and clumsily and carefully cut the mushrooms that should have been sliced ​​into pieces.

After washing the prawns and chopping them into small pieces, he was about to pour the cooking wine into it. When he picked up the cooking wine bottle, he saw the stacked pieces of mushrooms. He said dumbfoundingly, "It's the first time I saw mushrooms being cut like this."

Jiang Xi also knew that he could not cut vegetables well, so he said bluntly, "That's because you haven't seen me chop vegetables before."

"Yes, isn't it." Pei Chongyuan hurriedly asked him to put down the knife, "Let me cut it, and you take out the butter and flour for me."

Jiang Xi felt that he was despised, but it didn't matter if he was looked down upon in this respect. In the field of cooking, Jiang Xi knew that he could not have any status.

He put down the knife, washed the handle, and turned to get the butter.

When everything was ready, Pei Chongyuan put the butter cubes in the pot and prepared to fry the mushrooms and shrimp cubes. He suddenly remembered that he forgot to chop the onions, so he hurriedly asked Jiang Xi for help.

Jiang Xi had been leaning on the side eating apples to watch the excitement, and silently felt that life was so easy and happy with such a man cooking.

When he heard Pei Chongyuan calling him, he immediately put down the apple, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to show off his skills.

Nothing else, it's okay to cut an onion.

Pei Chongyuan said: "Just cut a little less, and be careful not to choke your eyes."

As a result, when Jiang Xi came over with a small plate of chopped onions, his eyes were red and he looked at Pei Chongyuan tearfully.

"See if my cut is not bad?"

Pei Chongyuan looked at his eyelashes with tears still hanging down, and couldn't help thinking that he was cute.

"Come here."

Jiang Xi thought he had something to say, so he moved forward.

Unexpectedly, Pei Chongyuan asked him to come over to kiss him.

A kiss fell on his lips, and then he took the small plate in his hand and poured the chopped onions into it.

"Thanks baby, good job."

Jiang Xi smiled triumphantly, and then asked Pei Chongyuan: "What's the smell of kissing?"

"The smell of onions." Pei Chongyuan teased him, "I'm choking."

Jiang Xi glared at him and continued to eat his own apple.

Pei Chongyuan's culinary skills are indeed good, and it was purely for Jiang Xi in those days.

I made a creamy mushroom soup and a curry omelet rice, and the two finished the lunch leisurely.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiang Xi said, "Go out and make a snowman."

It was snowing heavily outside, and there was already a thick layer of snow in the yard, like a layer of clean and sweet cream.

"Okay, let's go change."

The two changed into thick coats, and Pei Chongyuan forced Jiang Xi to wear a scarf.

"It's in the yard, there's no need." Jiang Xi muttered reluctantly.

"No, it's not convenient to go to the hospital here if you catch a cold."

Wearing the down jackets they bought together years ago, wearing the same scarves, each with a glove, they opened the door and went into the yard.

The untrodden snow in the yard was flat and beautiful, and Jiang Xi left his first footprints on it.

He is like a little explorer, step by step, walking forward solemnly and cautiously.

Pei Chongyuan followed behind him, stepping on the road that Jiang Xi walked, the shoe prints of the two overlapped, and such a small thing made Pei Chongyuan feel sweet.

Jiang Xi came to the middle of the courtyard and said to Pei Chongyuan, "I just said that the snow here is different from that in the city."

After speaking, he lay back on the snow.

He opened his arms and lay on the snow in a "big" shape. The snow fell on him all over the sky. He closed his eyes and felt the coolness of the snowflakes.

Pei Chongyuan came over, lay down beside him, and took his hand.

Jiang Xi turned to look at him and said, "Brother Pei, do you want to kiss?"

Pei Chongyuan smiled, turned over and pressed on top of him.

The two were kissing in the snow, kissing in the snow like goose feathers, they didn't feel cold at all, they only felt romantic and gentle.

The two people who were kissing in the snow were soon covered in white, and they merged with the earth, becoming an unnoticed decoration in the vast white world.

However, what is covered with snow is not ice, but a mass of fire, hot kisses and hot love.

Pei Chongyuan said: "Xiaoxi, are you happy?"

Jiang Xi looked at him silently for a while and said, "Probably happier than every year in the past."

Looking at the snow falling on Pei Chongyuan's hair, it was white, and only black hair could be seen vaguely.

Jiang Xi felt in a daze that they seemed to have really reached the end of life. At this moment, they were two old urchins who had been in love for a lifetime, lingering shamelessly in the snow.