"If I'm going to give you a Christmas present, I should be the one giving it to you as your sworn brother."
While I was hesitating over Xiao Qin's question, I suddenly felt a cold sensation on the back of my neck. I'm not sure who stuffed their cold hands into my collar.
"Hahaha, I got hit! The third one today! "
Winnie's hearty voice came from behind me. As expected, it was her doing this kind of prank.
After pulling her hands out of my collar, Winnie noticed Xiao Qin in front of me and immediately realized she might have appeared at the wrong time.
"Ah, sorry, sorry, I must have been the third wheel!"
Winnie apologized as she retreated. Before she left, she waved at Xiao Qin, "Good luck! Your cartoon scarf looks really good! "
Winnie and I didn't wear a scarf because we were confident in our bodies. Our breaths were puffing out white air in the decreasing temperature.
Xiao Qin had an idea, "How about I knit a scarf for Ah Lin as a Christmas present! I'll finish things like chocolate in the blink of an eye, a scarf is more practical! "
I couldn't help but laugh, "You know how to knit a scarf? I remember when we were in middle school, you helped me mend a button crooked … "
Xiao Qin pouted angrily, "Ah Lin, don't look down on me! I've read thousands of shoujo manga and seen hundreds of female protagonists knit scarves! "
"What's the use of that!" I retorted, "I've even seen ninjutsu fireball in manga! Do you think I can spit out fireballs? "
"That, that's because Ah Lin doesn't really read manga!" Xiao Qin argued, "I'm always moved to tears every time I read shoujo manga! As for things like fireballs, you can spit them out by eating chili! "
"Anyway … I'll definitely knit a beautiful and warm scarf for Ah Lin! That's it, I'll go learn how to knit a scarf right now! "
After Xiao Qin made up her mind, she energetically ran away from me.
The first class after the morning was language class. Recently, there have been a lot of quizzes in class. Xiao Qin quietly asked to my left: "Ah Lin, how do you write the character for testicle?"
"This …" I scratched my head. "This word is too complicated. I don't know how to write it."
Xiao Qin had a confused expression, "I can't write because I don't have that thing. Why can't you write even if you have that thing?"
Hey! Who said that you must know how to write what parts you have on your body! You have countless amino acids in your body, and you don't even know how to write the molecular formula of amino acids!
"It's … an earthquake!" Gong CaiCai, who was sitting not far from us, suddenly exclaimed, "Everyone, everyone hide under the table!"
Because there had been an earthquake some time ago, Gong CaiCai had heard the class monitor shout that, so she remembered it.
"What earthquake?" Loud Mouth, who was next to Gong CaiCai, asked curiously, "Aren't you the only one shaking?"
Gong CaiCai was stunned for a moment. Only then did she realize that the vibration of the desk was caused by her body.
Gong CaiCai's soft body shook non-stop, as if she was a mobile phone that had been set to vibrate.
"S-sorry!" Gong CaiCai hurriedly apologized to everyone, "I think I'm wearing one less piece of clothing today. I can't even tell the difference between an earthquake and the cold, I'm so stupid …"
Gong CaiCai's episode added a lot of jokes to the class. Xiao Qin took the opportunity to flip open a language book and looked up the word 'testicles'.
"Ah Lin, it's written like this! You can look at my exam paper! It would be weird if I could answer it, but Ah Lin couldn't! "
There are a lot of weird things in this world. No one would have thought that a week later, DongShan city would experience a large-scale snowfall. It caused traffic jams, but it also covered up the filth of the city.
Everything was so white, so clean, as if it was the beginning of the world.
It was Sunday, I stood absent-mindedly in the garden square near the Red Building North Street neighborhood and watched the falling snow. It seemed like I realized something, but also seemed to be a bit sentimental.
There were a lot of couples walking around, and the men and women's footsteps made crunching sounds as they stepped on the snow.
As I was about to walk back, I saw Xiao Qin wearing a scarf and gloves. She braved the wind and snow and hurriedly ran towards me.
"Ah Lin! Why aren't you at home when it's snowing so heavily? What if you catch a cold? "
Xiao Qin's exposed face was red from the cold, she was afraid of the cold. I didn't wear a scarf or gloves, so I let the snowflakes melt on my warm face.
"Wait a minute …" Xiao Qin stopped in front of me and began to fumble around in her bag. She quickly took out a long gray scarf.
"This." Xiao Qin nervously handed the scarf to me and said, "I asked my mom to knit this. It's the first 'sample'. Because the craftsmanship is a bit rough, my mom knitted a part of it for me, so I was planning to knit another one, but I didn't expect it to snow so soon …"
With a very ashamed tone, Xiao Qin held the scarf with both hands and didn't dare to look me in the eye, afraid that I would laugh at her craftsmanship.
"Ah Lin, although it's not Christmas yet and I didn't knit this scarf by myself, I still hope you can accept it! There are other scarves in Ah Lin's closet, but you're still not wearing them. Are you waiting for me to finish knitting them? If I let Ah Lin catch a cold because of my pursuit of perfection, I won't forgive myself! "
Huh? Was I not wearing the scarf because I was waiting for Xiao Qin to finish? Maybe I was subconsciously a bit interested — — looking at the pedestrians on the square, I was a completely different person without a scarf.
I took Xiao Qin's scarf and looked at it. It wasn't very smooth, but the material was good and the weave was very dense. It was warm just holding it in my hand.
"Thank you for your Christmas gift, it's already very good for a beginner!" When I praised Xiao Qin, I exhaled white air from my mouth. I casually wrapped the scarf around my neck. Since I didn't pay much attention to my appearance, the scarf looked a bit sloppy.
"Is it better to adjust it a bit like this?"
Because of the difference in height, Xiao Qin stood on her tiptoes to help me adjust the scarf. Later, she stood on the flower bed and tidied me up until I didn't lose to the other men on the square.
Xiao Qin looked left and right and finally revealed a satisfied smile.
"That's my handsome Ah Lin! Is it warm? Is it not enough to block the wind? "
At this time, a couple was playing in a snowball fight on the square. A snowball was thrown over our heads and flew towards Xiao Qin and me. Since the momentum wasn't too fast, I casually reached out and caught it.
"Sorry, we didn't mean to!" A 20 year old man wearing glasses quickly apologized to us.
I didn't bother with them and threw the snowball in the middle of the flower bed.
"Do you … want to go back?" Xiao Qin asked with concern when she saw that I didn't have gloves.
I could see that Xiao Qin was envious of the couples strolling on the square, so I replied: "I'm not cold. With the scarf you gave me, we can stay on the square for a bit longer. The snow is also pretty."
I don't know why, but Xiao Qin and I fell into silence. It was as if the falling snowflakes could absorb all the sounds in the world.
A couple left the bench in front of the flower bed. Xiao Qin held my hand and sat down with me. She had the smile of someone who got a seat on the bus.
"Ding ding dang, ding ding dang, jingle bells ~"
Xiao Qin hummed a Christmas song in advance. Her gloves were mittens and when they moved along with the rhythm, it reminded me of Doraemon.
The sky was getting darker and it was already past dinner time when I came out for a walk. Now the street lights lit up and illuminated a pine tree in the middle of the flower bed. It looked like a Christmas tree.
"Ah Lin." Xiao Qin blinked and suddenly asked, "If there really is a Santa Claus, what kind of wish would you make?"
I don't think Santa Claus really exists and I don't think wishes work. But if it was me before I was ten years old, I would probably wish for a mother.
No, don't misunderstand, I don't just wish for a mother's love.
It doesn't matter if the mother doesn't love me — — as long as she loves my dad.
That's what I thought when I watched my dad repeatedly numb himself with alcohol and sink into the abyss of despair.
Did my wish come true now?
I touched the warm scarf in my hand, it was also handmade by Auntie Ren. She was a bit fierce to me and my dad, but I know she loves us.
Maybe my Christmas wish has already been fulfilled.
I didn't tell Xiao Qin about these embarrassing thoughts and said: "I'm already 16 years old, I've already passed the age where I can make a wish to Santa Claus. He's so busy, I should focus on giving presents to the children. "
Xiao Qin nodded, "That's true, that way I can go home earlier and be with Santa Claus."
"Hey, there's no such thing as Santa Claus!"
"Of course there is! There definitely is! " Xiao Qin became serious, "Santa Claus is so loving, there would definitely be people willing to marry him!"
Since Xiao Qin's assumption went against my common sense, I retorted in a serious manner:
"Even if Santa Claus had a wife, his wife might not be immortal like him. Maybe his wife died a long time ago! Maybe there's a tombstone in the snow behind the Norwegian Christmas hut! "
Xiao Qin froze for a moment after hearing what I said, then she suddenly hugged her knees and cried.
"Why, why are you crying?" I was caught off guard by her actions.
Xiao Qin raised her red eyes from her knees, "Ah Lin, if I die, will you build a hut next to my tombstone like Santa Claus and stay with me forever?"
Don't give Santa such a sad setting! I was just joking! Is it worth your tears just because of that?
And so, on this cold, snowy winter night, a girl wept over a non-existent Santa Claus. Her head rested on my shoulder, and her tears wetted the scarf she had knitted for me.
If other people saw this, they would definitely think I was bullying her again.
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