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Started 16.03.20

Teach these young ones life and death's joy and grief.

No child would believe that this amazing snowman was made by Yiling Patriarch.
The parents didn't like talking about the talents of folk villains. Only talking about an untruth fact about them eating naughty children or selling them off to demons. What a joke!
Who would want to eat child meat when you can't even season it? Nonsense!
Also, as I'm talking from my experience, no demon would want a little, skinny child. Parents need more logical lies for their kids.
Like when I fondly buried
A-Yuan in the soil and told him that he would grow taller.

The snowman looked really cute even if you rule out the fact it was made by my hands.
The black stones I used as eyes and the carrot I suppose to give lil' apple as the nose and the scarf I got as a present for New Year.
I also wanted to make hands from branches but when you think of it; if he had hands, he would going to need gloves too. I had only one pairing and that was needed for me to keep shaping the snowman.

I was enjoying my time without any ill thoughts.

It was snowing slowly but the flakes were big. Like someone tore a flock of cotton and dust it as snow for winter. Weather also made the white sound we had in our usual background soften. A white, moist view was all left in this lovely forest.
I loved the snow as long as I was warm. After I cleaned the leftover snow from my masterpiece, it felt like it was now perfect.

'Lan Zhan! Look what I made! A snowman!'

Turned around to see if his attention was mine after the house sparrows he was watching over the trees covered in snow.
The face I rarely see with a different expression took a quick look at my snowman.
He seemed disappointed.

'Is that the scarf Sizhui made for you?' He asked.
Couldn't stop me from sulking a little.

'Is that the first thing you notice? Look how cute I made it! Something this cute cannot be staying outside without a scarf when the weather is this cold. You have no mercy!'

He didn't say anything but tried to cover the smilet he put on his lips. Thinking I could miss it by chance.
Impossible.
An outsider would never know that tiny movement he did with his lip is one of the warmest smiles you would ever find. Like a ray of sun shines upon your heart, made my silk melt away.
It wasn't fair that it was so powerful.

I patted my snowman's cheeks and asked: 'What should we name him?'

'Him?'
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'I didn't put the extra work and firm up his gender but he is a boy. What should we name him?'

'Shameless!' His face turned to pink faster than a dog on the trail of a bone.
It was impossible to not find it cute. I giggled at his reaction.

'You're cute Hánguāng-jūn!' As I expected, he didn't answer.

'I guess I will call him cottony! He looks like a pack of cotton!' Patted the head of it. 'You may live long cottony'

'It will melt away' WangJi said with a dull voice.

'Just let me be joyful for one minute!' I said firmly, wanted him to take it a little bit serious to tease easily.
After all these years we spent together as partners, he was still as clueless as his younger days about my emotional jokes. This part of him didn't change.
Actually, after all these years, he didn't change that much.

My thoughts followed one another about his younger days. Then, I felt the arms of him wrapped my waist smoothly.
So easily I felt smaller than I usually feel when he is around me. The warmth made its presence felt more when he laid his lips on my neck as the ships wait at the harbours to sail away.
A mellow breeze took his hair and made me feel them on my face and the breath he let out from his lips brushed my skin.
I didn't expect it. Can't say didn't like it.