Faint cries and laughter of a woman occasionally floated through the air.
On the small lake, a man and a woman in ice skates were gliding over the surface.
Lu Xiao had known how to skate since he was very young, including skiing, and it often snowed in Beijing during winter, while Wen Xian had never skated before.
When she was a child, even affording meals was difficult, and being scolded and beaten was common. Although she had seen others skate, she had only ever watched.
Because that was something she could never dream of, nor did she have anyone to play with.
As an adult, busy with work and so many serious matters, where was there ever plenty of opportunities? There were things she felt, if you couldn’t have them as a child, then you simply lost desire for them as you grew up.
Wen Xian wore ice skates, clumsily sliding on the ice, inching along, hands tightly gripping Lu Xiao’s as she screamed whenever she moved. It was rare to see a slight smile on Lu Xiao’s lips.
Seeing him smile, Wen Xian pouted indignantly, punching his chest as she complained:
"You’re laughing, you’re laughing! You’re mocking me, aren’t you? Am I very clumsy, worse than even a child?"
How come Lu Xiao knew how to do everything, making her feel so foolish?
Lu Xiao held her gloved hand, his voice gentle:
"Not at all. Children have a lower center of gravity, which makes them easier to control. Try lowering your body a bit."
As he spoke, he patiently taught her the basic moves and key points.
Gradually, as Wen Xian bent over and lowered her stance, she indeed felt it was not easy to fall over, and Lu Xiao had even equipped her with knee pads and on her waist...
On the area of her tailbone, he had tied a green turtle shell to protect her waist and prevent her from falling too hard.
At first, she resisted inwardly.
Thinking, as a great beauty, how could she wear a turtle shell on her backside, ruining her image?
But as soon as she stepped onto the ice, her feet slipped, and if not for Lu Xiao catching her in time, her little turtle would have met the ice directly.
Finally, under Lu Xiao’s instruction and encouragement, he pulled her hands and led her to slowly slide.
Wen Xian gradually got the hang of it and couldn’t help but show a sweet, silly smile.
Lu Xiao’s speed also picked up, making her almost effortless, truly feeling the sensation of gliding on the ice.
Her hair under the hat was gently stirred by the wind, as Wen Xian felt the breeze kissing her on the lake surface.
Bathing in the warm sunlight, her heart seemed ready to fly out of her chest.
She took a deep breath, fully immersed in the beauty of the moment.
Like a bird in the woods, she felt as though she had taken flight.
When Lu Xiao eventually slowed down, he gradually let go of one hand but still held the other tightly.
As the ice skates freely glided on the ice, both of them stood a bit straighter.
Wen Xian, facing the wind and holding the hand of her beloved, shared a look with him. She smiled at him, her eyes brimming with sweetness and contentment.
There seemed to be a faint mist in her eyes.
Lu Xiao’s heart trembled.
Because he remembered a conversation someone had once had:
How much sweetness does one need after enduring so much suffering and tragic experiences in the first half of their life?
No, those who have suffered a great deal don’t need much sweetness to compensate; even a little bit, just a little bit, would make them feel immensely satisfied.
Because they had never had it before.
[Jiu Ge: beloveds of the small cabin, there’s not much drama left, do you prefer to follow the usual plot, or would you like to read more sweet and tender stories?] Desperately rolling and begging for a Monthly Ticket recommendation.