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Purple Summers squinted her eyes, instinctively searching for Alexander Summers’s figure in the crowd.
The area illuminated by the streetlights was limited, and there were many people ice skating. It was hard to distinguish who was who amidst the overlapping silhouettes.
Purple looked carefully for a while but couldn’t find Alexander.
How strange, had he become so engrossed in playing that he’d forgotten about her?
Purple felt a mix of emotions in her heart, not sure whether she felt more disappointed or relieved.
Just as she was bored, suddenly, a snowball flew over and hit her arm! It shattered with a splash, spraying a layer of snow foam.
Purple turned her head in that direction but saw no one.
Perhaps someone playing snowball fight had accidentally thrown it at her?
Purple felt suspicious but didn’t pay it any attention.
However, not long after, another small snowball flew towards her, hitting her squarely in the back.
Purple was wearing thick clothes, so being hit several times didn’t hurt or make her feel cold, but she was very angry.
Alexander must be the one causing mischief!
…How childish for someone in their twenties?!
She stood up and walked a few steps towards the direction of the snowballs, yelling at the empty snowy ground, “I know it’s you, stop messing around! You’re so childish!”
There was no response.
Before her eyes were only the dark shadows of trees and a few ridiculous snowmen.
But she was sure, Alexander must be hiding somewhere here.
Purple thought for a moment, then silently crouched down, grabbed a handful of snow, and formed a firm snowball in her hand.
“Come out, it’s too cold here. I want to go back.” She slowly stepped forward, speaking to the air.
Alexander did come out. He seemed worried that Purple might be cold. He opened his mouth to ask her if she needed another coat, but she would not give him a chance to speak. A snowball had already been fiercely thrown at him!
Alexander’s reaction speed was simply inhuman!
He dodged in an instant, and the snowball hit the tree trunk behind him, shattering into powder.
Purple was dumbfounded. It wasn’t until Alexander ran off that she came to her senses, stomping her foot in anger, “You’re not allowed to run!”
Why should she be the only one to be hit?!
Purple crouched down, quickly scooping up some snow, forming snowballs as she chased after him.
Her coat was warm but also cumbersome, leaving her gasping for breath after just a few steps.
This coat was prepared by Alexander. Purple suspected his “evil intentions” were to deliberately tease her!
Thinking about Alexander’s skills, Purple felt a little disheartened, believing her vengeance was hopeless. However, as soon as her footsteps stopped, Alexander would provocatively throw snowballs at her!
“Lazy pig, you’ve slept all night. Time for some exercise.” He stood not far away, laughing.
So arrogant! So excessive!
She chased after him again.
The two ran back and forth in the snowy field, hitting each other several times with snowballs. Purple eventually got smarter, aiming the snowballs at Alexander’s collar area.
Alexander wasn’t wearing a scarf. She imagined the pleasure of the crushed snowflakes burrowing into his neck, sending a chilling sensation.
Purple was secretly delighted, thinking she had had her revenge.
Just as she was feeling smug, Alexander suddenly turned around.
He didn’t run away but instead charged towards Purple!
Purple was startled, realizing her mistake. She turned and tried to run, but how could she outrun Alexander? Before she could struggle, he tackled her, and they both fell into the thick, soft snow. Their bodies sank deep into the snow as if buried in a pile of dense cotton.
The crushed snow at Alexander’s collar fell on Purple’s face, hair, and scarf.
Purple wanted to exclaim, but her voice was muffled. Along with the icy snowflakes, Alexander’s kiss descended.