C59 That kind of winter (1/2)

On the way, I pedaled on my old bike with all my might. Qing Er and I had saved up three months' worth of food and pocket money for this second year of university. I don't know how many red lights I ran past, and I didn't hear any traffic policemen scolding me. My mind was blank, my mind was numb, and there was only one thought in my mind: Quick, quick! We have to get there before they register at 11 o'clock.

I didn't know what I was going to do with my life on the line. I was just going to congratulate the Old Third and Qing Er or ruin their blessings.

When I finally got to the door of the registry office, I looked at my watch. Chapter 11: 03.

I was three minutes late, three minutes late, enough to change my fate.

I saw Qing Er and Old Third standing side by side at the door of the marriage registration office.

Qing Er wore a red down jacket and a white down hat. Two balls of hair adorned the side of his hat and a snow-white scarf was wrapped around his neck. His pale face had a hint of redness in it, and his big eyes were staring straight at me, who was rushing towards them in the snow.

I bought her this white wool hat and scarf.

I stopped in front of them, panting, and let go of my bike, which lay on its side in the snow without a sound.

I was sweating profusely. My underwear was soaked through with sweat, and it was unusually cool under the cotton.

I stood in front of them in a daze. I saw Qing Er's lips were trembling slightly and Old Third's lips were tightly pursed.

I gasped, trying to hide my embarrassment and panic.

I don't know if they have already registered, I don't know if I came here late, I stood alone and lonely in front of the Old Third and Qing Er, looking at them just like that.

It was very quiet, with only the continuous stream of horns and bells coming from cars and bicycles. It was so quiet that I could almost hear Qing Er's increasingly rapid breathing.

I saw that Qing Er's chest was heaving intensely, her large eyes were sparkling and translucent, her black eyes were staring straight at me, and she was not willing to leave even for a moment.

”Bastard, you're finally here!” The Old Third said, at the same time, he placed his hand on Qing Er's shoulder.

Old Third's actions seemed to be telling me that I was late, and that Qing Er was already his.

My heart shook and my expression darkened. I knew that I had come too late, in this gambling-like love game, Old Third and Qing Er had given me my last chance, but I had missed it.

I looked down at my bicycle, which had fallen in the snow, and bent down to help it up.

I know that, at this moment, I am already redundant. The only thing I can do is to quietly leave, or perhaps, to bless them.

”feng-ge …” I suddenly heard Qing Er's voice.

I couldn't help but stop, stood up straight, and look at Qing Er.

It was Qing Er who had called me. Two streams of tears were hanging from Qing Er's face as she bit her lips and looked at me unwaveringly.

My heart gushed with silent pain, and I couldn't help but bite my lip …

After a while, I saw the Old Third gently pat Qing Er's shoulder with his right hand: ”Qing Er, go!”

I saw, Qing Er turned his head and looked into Old Third's eyes.

The corners of Old Third's mouth curled into a smile.

Old Third nodded towards Qing Er with an encouraging look in his eyes.

I saw Qing Er leave the Old Third and walk towards me with a timid look of hope.

My heart immediately heated up, and Qing Er was walking towards me …

For a moment, I was at a loss on what to do, and blankly stared at Qing Er.

Qing Er walked in front of me and was just inches away from me. He raised his face, and looked at me with a gaze filled with grief and grief.

I was stunned.

”Jiang Feng, you bastard!” I heard the Old Third cursing in a low voice.

I seemed to have come to a realization and understood what Old Third meant. Looking at Qing Er's handsome and beautiful face, at Qing Er's gloomy and deep eyes, at the tears flowing down Qing Er's cheeks, I slowly extended my hand and caressed my familiar yet foreign face with ice-cold fingers …

”feng-ge …” The moment my hand touched Qing Er's skin, I heard Qing Er's call again and felt his body faintly tremble …

”Qing Er...” I couldn't help but cry out as I gently wiped away the tears on Qing Er's face with my finger.

”feng-ge …” Qing Er cried out again. Two streams of tears suddenly shot out from his eyes, after that, his body suddenly jumped into my embrace, his hands tightly grabbed onto my shoulder, his entire body trembling violently.

I felt Qing Er's hot tears flowing into my neck, flowing down my neck and into my body, fusing together with my uncooled sweat …

”Qing Er... ”I'm sorry!” When I said those words, the tears couldn't help but flow down once again. I hugged Qing Er tightly in my embrace, and felt his body tremble and feel his warmth.