Su Yinhe took a sip of apple vinegar and frowned.
"I’m not coming, I’m not coming. I’m not having a snowball fight anymore. I want to build a snowman, Galaxy, please spare me," Lin Murong pleaded with Su Yinhe.
"Oh my, how come you’re already out of steam?" Su Yinhe sneered at him.
"I can’t help it, I’m a useless man," Lin Murong admitted straightforwardly.
Really, not a hint of hesitation when admitting it.
"Okay, okay, then you... go play something else," Su Yinhe hadn’t actually had enough fun yet, she was just starting to enjoy herself.
But it turned out Lin Murong couldn’t keep up.
However, she couldn’t always pick on him, so forget it.
Su Yinhe decided to go back to the supermarket.
She better go back and rest.
"I can play with you," Chi Yan saw that she hadn’t had her fill of fun.
Although he didn’t like playing these kinds of games, he would definitely accompany her if Galaxy wanted to play.
"Ah? No need," Su Yinhe stood on tiptoe and touched his face. Her fingers were very cold from making snowballs, Chi Yan felt it but did not shy away.
"Goodness, I’d hate to throw one at you." Having said that, Su Yinhe prepared to take him back to the supermarket.
She knew he didn’t like it.
"It’s okay, as long as you’re happy."
"That won’t do, I wouldn’t be happy hitting you, it’s much more interesting to hit Murong," Su Yinhe shook her head in refusal.
The listening Murong: "???"
No, why involve him when the two of you are showing off.
Was he some sort of cheap person?
"Don’t you think you two are being too harsh?" Lin Murong asked soulfully.
"Not really. You have fun, we’re going back."
Why? Why did he feel such a profound sense of powerlessness?
They left, leaving Lin Murong alone.
They entered the supermarket, and Lin Murong, looking at the snowball he’d just shaped, felt a bit angry.
No, he hadn’t hit them with even one yet.
They had hit him and then run off.
He didn’t even get the chance for revenge.
Lin Murong felt uncomfortable.
The troubled Lin Murong decided to build a snowman to ease his emotions.
He was going to build a cute snowman.
Having made up his mind, Lin Murong started building.
To build a snowman, you start with rolling a snowball.
Lin Murong began rolling the snowball.
At first, it was just a very small snowball in his hand, then it got bigger and bigger, and bigger.
And at last, it got so large that it started to scare Lin Murong.
He could still push it over, but...
It was too big, and it looked quite oppressive.
Then came the problem.
The snowman’s body was too big; the head became an issue.
If the head were also too big, he couldn’t attach it.
And if it were too small...
Lin Murong was getting frantic.
He couldn’t possibly roll another snowball, could he?
He’d been rolling for so long, he was starting to sweat.
Although he wasn’t sure if the sweat was from the snowball fight or from rolling the snowball.
After much thought, Lin Murong still used the big snowball.
He had no choice but to make the snowman’s head a bit smaller.
Lin Murong made the head smaller, but it was still difficult to secure it on the body that was too big and too tall, taller than three of him.
He didn’t want to leave marks on the snowman’s body.
Finally, after a Herculean effort, he managed to get the snowman’s head on.
Lin Murong looked at the huge snowman he’d built, feeling somewhat disgusted.
A huge, and terribly ugly snowman.
But still, since it was made by himself, he couldn’t despise it.
Lin Murong began to scrutinize it closely, trying hard to find the attractive parts.
He tried to see the huge snowman in a good light, but in the end, he still found it displeasing to the eye.
Was it because it had no decorations?
As Lin Murong was despising it, a sudden thought struck him.
The snowman, now consisting of two snowballs, had no decorations; of course, it looked ugly.
He needed to get some decorations. Maybe then it wouldn’t look so bad.
With that thought, Lin Murong ran back to the supermarket like the wind, grabbing a bunch of things and hurrying back to decorate the snowman.
Lin Murong decorated with great care – eyes, nose, mouth, buttons, arms, hat, scarf... he even added blush; he put on everything he could think of.
Because the snowman was so large, decorating it took quite an effort.
And the result was...
Worse than the bare snowballs.
Looking at the freshly made ugly snowman, Lin Murong fell into deep thought.
What on earth had he worked so hard for?
It was ugly, truly too ugly.
So ugly that he couldn’t bear to look any longer.
In the end, Lin Murong gave the snowman one last look, then sighed and took the remaining items back to the supermarket.
"Eh? Weren’t you building a snowman? So quickly you’re back? Aren’t you going to make a few more?" Su Yinhe was surprised to see his swift return.
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He genuinely despised it.
Su Yinhe saw his disappointment and sadness, and patted him on the arm.
"Oh, it’s okay, it’s actually quite nice-looking."
"Really?" Lin Murong stared straight at her.
"Yes," Su Yinhe nodded.
"Then can you stop trying to hold back your laugh while you’re talking?"
"Pfft, ha ha ha ha... sorry, ha ha ha ha... actually... it’s quite cute. Ugly-cute, ha ha ha ha..." Su Yinhe couldn’t suppress her laughter any longer, doubling over with it.
He knew it, he just knew it.
Lin Murong was gloomy, no longer in the mood to talk to her.
"Hey, don’t overthink it. It’s only one ugly one. You could try making a few more – who knows, maybe the next ones won’t be ugly?"
"What if... they get even uglier."
"Well... that would just show that this one isn’t ugly," Su Yinhe hesitated for two seconds before speaking.
It sounded like it made sense, but it was also ridiculous.
"I don’t want to talk to you anymore. Galaxy, please go. Let me be alone. Don’t ask who ’alone’ is." Lin Murong sat down and hugged himself.
Right now, all he wanted was to be alone.
"Hmm... so who is ’alone’?"
"Ha ha ha, just kidding." It was rare to see Lin Murong , and Su Yinhe couldn’t help herself.
Lin Murong looked at her with a face full of resentment.
"Galaxy, remember to sleep with your eyes open tonight." He was worried that his grudge was so heavy that he might end up at her window tonight.
"No problem, I can just sleep with Chi Yan," Su Yinhe waved her hand indifferently.
Lin Murong’s grievance deepened.
Lin Murong no longer wanted to see her; he buried his head, really needing his solitude – ’Alone,’ where are you?
"Do you really only want to be left ’alone’?" Su Yinhe continued to ask beside him.