番外二·初雪

Extra 2. First Snow
The phone on the bedside table vibrated.
温承书动作很轻地把手臂从被子下伸出来，微侧着身子关闭了闹钟。手臂离开邢野的腰还没有半分钟，邢野立马又贴了上来，细瘦的胳膊和长腿缠在他身上黏得紧。
```htmlHis profile leaned against Wen Chengshu's shoulder, a dark blue down comforter draped at his chin, sleepily saying, "I want to sleep a little longer..."
Wen Chengshu hugged him and patted his back, whispering, "Go ahead and sleep."
Once the child fell asleep again, Wen Chengshu slowly let him go, put on a robe, and got out of bed.```
洗漱完从浴室出来，床上的人还是刚才的姿势，侧身霸占了他半个枕头，睡得正熟。
温承书没打扰他休息，顶着毛巾擦着头发，走到窗边勾着窗帘往外看了一眼。
冬季的清晨总是氤氲着令人生寒的淡白雾气，今天冷雾更浓，温承书这才想起昨天晚餐的时候似乎是听天气预报里说今天要降温。
"Brother." Someone called softly from behind.
Wen Chengshu turned his head. The child had somehow sat up from the bed and, yawning, asked, “Are you going to work?”
“Yeah.” Wen Chengshu pulled the curtains shut, walked to the bedside, and piled some blankets over him. He asked, “I forgot to ask you last night, do you have any plans for the winter vacation? Do you want to go abroad and play for a few days with Xiaonian?”
Xing Ye shook his head, curled up in the quilt with only his small face exposed, and asked him in a negotiating tone: "Can I go to work with you?"
Wen Chengshu looked at him and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Xing Ye felt a bit awkward, about to say "never mind" when Wen Chengshu raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head: "It's getting cold, dress warmly."
猜想到温承书工作的时候可能没有什么时间搭理他，邢野出门前拎了自己的双肩包，把昨天晚上买的酸奶和酒心巧克力，以及平板电脑一股脑装了进去，临出门前想了想，又拿了部掌机塞进包里。
温承书看着他跑来跑去地忙活了一通，哭笑不得道：“你是要去春游吗？”
邢野这才老实了，没再去琢磨要不要干脆把上回过来的时候没看完的漫画拿上，他把书包背好，低头换好了鞋。
Wen Chengshu picked up a light gray cashmere scarf from the coat rack and wrapped it around him. Xing Ye had a small face, and the thick scarf wrapped around his neck twice, leaving only a pair of twinkling eyes visible, the corners of which were smiling. A muffled voice came from under the scarf: “The spring outing team is setting off!”
“出发。”温承书勾着他的肩膀带着他出门，把他的手揣进自己的口袋里，朝别墅大门口停着的车走去。
温承书的办公室里是有沙发和休息室的，但邢野还是轻手轻脚地搬起一把椅子到办公桌正对面坐下。温承书听到动静从电脑屏幕里抬起眼，对面的邢野忙抬手在嘴上比了一个拉链的动作，又指了指他的电脑，示意他继续，自己则俯身趴在桌上玩手机。
Wen Chengshu smiled helplessly and bowed his head to continue focusing on his work.
小孩儿倒是乖，不大会弄出什么动静分他的心，偶尔有人敲门，他就默默地捧着自己的手机啊平板什么的跑到沙发上去坐着，等人关好了门离开，又轻手轻脚地捧着东西回来。
Wen Chengshu finished the work at hand and looked up at Xingye.
Xing Ye sat opposite, with a pair of white wireless earbuds in his ears. The tablet was propped up behind the monitor in front of Wen Chengshu. He didn't know what he was watching, but he looked quite focused, with a serious expression and his brows furrowed deeply, as he absentmindedly peeled the foil off a liqueur chocolate in his hand.
The warmth in the office was a bit too strong, and Xing Ye had tossed his coat on the sofa. He was wearing a black sweater, the round neckline snug around his neck, covering even his collarbones. His cheeks were flushed, making it unclear whether it was due to the heat or the few liquor-filled chocolates he had eaten.
The wine-filled chocolate resembles a mini wine bottle. Xinye pinched it with two fingers, his eyes fixed on the screen, casually biting a small opening at the narrow tip of the bottle, pouting his lips, and slowly sipping the filling inside.
温承书抿唇盯着他看了一会儿，见他完全没有留意到自己，抬手叩了下桌子。
邢野有些迷茫地抬头，紧接着堆了满眼笑意，把耳朵上挂着的两只耳机摘下来：“你忙完啦？”
“嗯。”温承书俯身前倾，双手交叠搭在桌上，“在看什么？”
“家庭伦理大戏，”邢野把平板转过去给他看，“《都不好》，那谁和那谁演的，太气人了里面这个糟老头子。”
温承书对电视剧不太感兴趣，只跟着他的动作往屏幕上扫了一眼，便往后撤了下转椅，拍了拍自己的腿：“过来。”
邢野一边按了暂停，一边‘咔吧咔吧’两口把酒心巧克力咬碎，屁颠屁颠地就从宽办公桌旁边绕过去，迈开长腿跨坐在他腰上，在他肩膀上捏捏捶捶，问：“累吧？”
Xing Ye's words were infused with the crispness of rum and the sweetness of chocolate. Wen Chengshu's hand slid under his sweater, lingering on his skin for a moment, their noses brushing against each other as he asked, "Are we kissing?"
邢野自然不用问，听完他的话立刻就猴急地往前凑，温承书只在他唇上轻轻蹭了一下就后撤着躲开了，轻声笑着追问：“嗯？”
“Kiss.” Xiang Ye, feeling teased, angrily bit his lip, “Kiss you to death…”
During the final exam period, Xiang Ye was busy catching up on homework and lost quite a bit of weight, which made it convenient for Wen Chengshu's hand to slip inside along his lower back.
Wen Chengshu leaned close to his ear and whispered again, "If you don't eat well, will there be any meat on your body?"
Xing Ye hugged his neck, "You said that a thousand times last night."
“What else did I say?”
“You said to eat well……”
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"Little thing." Wen Chengshu's voice was slightly hoarse, his hands gripping his snow-white, slender waist, "Look at me."```
Xing Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his breaths both suppressed and enticing, yet he rarely lowered his head to listen to his words, instead gazing a bit dazedly out the window.
Fluffy, almost imperceptible snowflakes lightly drifted down through the hazy white mist, and the feeling of watching snow from high above was different from previous years; the snowflakes floated gently, as if they could never reach the ground, reminiscent of the crystal balls played with in childhood.
It's the first snow of the year.
```htmlWen Chengshu raised his head, nibbling delicately on his chin, his hands pressing down on his slender waist, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Xing Ye's hands were pressing on Wen Chengshu's shoulders as he lowered his head to peck at his lips, his somewhat thin chest rising and falling irregularly, the hot and chaotic breaths evenly spraying on Wen Chengshu's face, and though his voice wasn't steady, it carried a softness that melted into a pool of spring water.```
“下雪了，哥。”
“嗯，我爱你。”
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