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"Look, look!"

Liu Yifei suddenly sat up straight, pointed out the car window, and her voice carried an excitement that Xiao He rarely heard.

Xiao He followed her gaze.

On the distant lake, a large white windmill slowly turned under the gray sky, its huge blades emitting a deep hum.

The lake was completely frozen over, and the ice was covered with patterns formed by the freezing and cracking of ice, like a huge abstract painting.

The reeds near the shore were withered and yellow, swaying gently in the wind. A few lonely trees were frozen on the lake surface, creating a desolate scene unique to winter.

In the distance, the Yanshan Mountains rise and fall in layers, and the summit of Haituo Mountain still retains patches of white snow.

Liu Yifei personally chose the first stop of her road trip, and the car came to a stop.

"Wait."

Liu Yifei pulled a bag from the back seat, turned around, and climbed into the back seat.

A rustling sound came from behind. Xiao He wisely kept his eyes on the windshield and didn't turn around.

after awhile.

"alright."

Liu Yifei pushed open the car door and got out.

Xiao He turned his head and looked over, then paused for a moment.

She changed out of her loose white sweater.

She wore a Balmain Fall/Winter 2017 tweed coat, made of beige and black tweed fabric, with a crisp cut and clean shoulder lines.

Underneath the coat was a simple black hoodie, with the hood casually draped over his shoulders.

She wore ripped jeans with the knees slightly rolled up, revealing a bit of her ankle.

She wore a pair of black velvet ankle boots by Jimmy Choo, the uppers of which had a fine velvet sheen and shimmered with a subtle sense of luxury in the winter sunlight.

She had let her hair down at some point, her long, straight black hair falling over her shoulders, and she was wearing a black Vetements baseball cap with the brim pulled low.

He wore a black mask that covered most of his face, leaving only his eyes visible.

She was carrying a limited edition Hermès Birkin handbag.

It's really good, Xiao He has to say, he's completely engrossed in it.

In his memory, this was the first time Liu Yifei had appeared before him dressed as a top-tier celebrity.

"What are you standing there for? Let's go."

Xiao He snapped out of his daze, pushed open the door, and got out of the car.

A cold wind suddenly rushed in, and he shrank his neck.

The two walked down the lake shore.

The soil beneath my feet was frozen solid, and it cracked slightly when I stepped on it.

Liu Yifei walked ahead with light steps, the hem of her coat swaying slightly in the wind.

As she passed by the reeds, she reached out and touched the reed spikes. The withered yellow downy hairs scattered at her fingertips and were blown away by the wind.

Liu Yifei stopped when she reached a spot close to the ice.

"here."

She glanced back at Xiao He, took her phone out of her coat pocket, and handed it to him.

"shoot."

Xiao He took the phone.

Liu Yifei took a few steps back and stood in front of the reeds, with her back to the frozen lake and the windmills in the distance.

After confirming that no one was around, she pulled down her mask, revealing her full face.

then.

She turned to the side, tilted her head slightly, and her jawline was stunning in the soft winter light.

Time has not left any trace on this delicate face.

Liu Yifei had one hand in her coat pocket and the other hand hanging naturally at her side, with her fingertips slightly raised.

The wind blew her hair up, and a few strands of black hair brushed against her cheeks.

Xiao He raised his phone and pressed a button.

"alright."

Liu Yifei walked over and leaned closer to look at the screen.

then.

"What are they filming?"

Her voice rose.

Xiao He looked at the screen guiltily.

Liu Yifei's face is blurred in the photo, but the windmill in the background is very clear.

"Why are you focusing on the windmill? Focus on me instead!"

Liu Yifei shoved the phone back into his hand.

"Retake."

Xiao He picked up his phone again, this time being more careful, and focused on her face.

Click.

Liu Yifei leaned over to look again.

"You made me look 1.5 meters tall in the photo."

Her tone was full of disdain.

"Hold your phone higher and take the picture from above; that will make your legs look longer. Don't you even have this basic common sense?"

Xiao He scratched his head.

"Sis, I really don't know how to take pictures."

"I can tell."

Liu Yifei sighed.

"I'm even more certain now, little brother, you've never been in a relationship."

Xiao He retorted, "What does this have to do with dating?"

"You don't even know how to take pictures of girls, what girl would want to go on a trip with you?"

Xiao He opened his mouth, wanting to say that he had dated, no, to be precise, slept with so many women that he couldn't count them on his fingers.

But the words stuck in my throat.

In his previous life, he was indeed surrounded by quite a few women.

But each time, they went straight to the point.

Let's meet at a hotel, or at home.

The clothes were taken off, the business was done, and the next day everyone went their separate ways.

As for what kind of travel, shopping, and taking photos?

I am sorry.

He'd rather spend that time playing King of Glory with his buddies than accompany a girl to a trendy restaurant and wait in line for two hours for a meal.

So much so that once, a woman lying in bed suddenly said something that Xiao He still remembers.

"Xiao He, every time I see you, you're lying down. When will I be able to stand up, look at you, talk to you, chat with you, and walk around with you?"

"Spend time with you? Ridiculous," Xiao He thought, "it's foolish for a man to spend his time with a woman."

Of course, a man will only make an exception for one woman in his entire life, and only one.

"What are you spacing out for?"

Liu Yifei walked over and waved her hand in front of him.

"Come here, I'll teach you."

She stood behind Xiao He, placed one hand on his wrist, and adjusted the angle of his phone.

"Raise it a little higher. Yes. From top to bottom, place your feet at the bottom of the frame, with your head showing but not your feet, so that the proportions of your legs look better."

Her voice was right next to his ear, carrying a faint scent of citrus.

"The composition needs to have layers. You see, the reeds are the foreground, I am the middle ground, and the windmill and the lake are the background. Three layers."

She held his hand and adjusted the angle slightly.

"Use grid lines. Place the figure in the right third of the position, leaving the left side blank for the scenery."

Xiao He looked down at the screen.

"Focus on the eyes. Then..."

Click.

The screen freezes.

In the video, Liu Yifei stands sideways in front of a clump of reeds, her coat fluttering slightly in the wind.

Liu Yifei released her hand and glanced at the screen.

"Not bad, this one is acceptable."

She handed the phone back to Xiao He.

"Continue. Change positions."

The next half hour.

Xiao He's phone album had dozens more photos.

Liu Yifei changed her poses at least ten times: turning her head to the side, looking back, bending down to part the reeds, closing her eyes to face the wind, sitting on a flat rock by the lake, one hand in her pocket, and arms crossed.

She never acts deliberately in front of the camera; her movements are relaxed, and her eyes and brows exude a sense of ease.

But every time Xiao He finished filming, she would come over to check.

"The composition of this photo is off."

"This light won't work; my face is too dark."

"You didn't wait for the wind to come, so your hair didn't fly up in this picture."

"Retake."

"Retake."

"Retake."

Xiao He's hands were sore from all her fussing.

Troublesome, women are just troublesome.

Xiao He sighed inwardly; only this older sister could make him feel truly content.

At this moment, if it were any other woman, he would have already given up.

As he was taking pictures, Xiao He noticed something.

Liu Yifei is a different person in front of the camera and in the car.

Inside the car, her eyes were dark, her voice was flat, and she seemed to be wrapped in a transparent shell.

But in front of the camera.

Her eyes were bright.

Sparkling with starlight, exuding confidence and ease from the very core of her being.

"Alright, that's the last one."

Liu Yifei said.

She took off her hat and mask, brushed her hair back, and revealed her full face.

She turned away from the camera and strode towards the frozen lake.

The backdrop is a giant white windmill and the layered Yanshan Mountains, with sunlight pouring down through gaps in the clouds.

It's very windy.

Her footsteps were very light.

One picture was taken, then two, then three...

Xiao He got smarter and just kept pressing buttons, letting Liu Yifei choose for herself; there was bound to be one that met the requirements.

After all, with such beautiful natural scenery and this stunningly beautiful woman in front of you, it would be hard not to take some great photos.

Liu Yifei looked down at her phone screen, her finger paused on the photo for a moment, then she locked the phone and put it back in her pocket.

"Let's go."

She turned and walked towards the car.

Xiao He followed.

Back in the car, Liu Yifei took off her sunglasses and mask.

Her hair was a little messy from the wind, and she casually brushed it aside, but it wasn't perfectly straight, and she didn't care.

Xiao He started the car.

In the rearview mirror, the surface of the reservoir appears to be getting smaller and smaller.

The windmills, reeds, and frozen lake gradually shrank into tiny gray-white dots, eventually being completely obscured by the roadside trees.

In the evening, the car drove into a resort hotel.

You have to turn off the main road onto a private driveway and pass through a large green belt and a scenic lake to see the main building.

The golden-domed buildings shone with warm yellow lights in the winter twilight, and the giant columns formed a magnificent portico.

Liu Yifei booked two guest rooms in advance, each with a private viewing terrace and a private hot spring pool.

When I checked in, there were almost no other guests at the front desk.

This kind of place is not in peak season to begin with, let alone a membership-based one, so ordinary people simply can't book it.

After entering the room, Xiao He put down his luggage and took a shower.

The hot water washed away the fatigue from driving and taking photos all day. He wrapped himself in a bathrobe, leaned against the headboard, and picked up his phone to look through the photos he had taken that day.

There's a candid photo of Liu Yifei looking down as she parted the reeds, seemingly lost in thought, with a faint smile playing on her lips.

He stared at it for a long time.

Then I exited the photo album and placed my phone face down on the bed.

I was just about to turn off the lights.

There was a knock on the door.

Knock knock knock.

Xiao He paused for a moment, then got up, walked to the door, and opened it.

"Sis, is something the matter?"

Liu Yifei stood at the door.

She was wearing a long white down jacket, wrapped from head to toe, with only her face showing.

After she entered, she closed the door behind her.

"Do you think my outfit looks good?"

Xiao He sized him up.

Isn't this the same white down jacket I wore during the day?

Did you not notice what kind of makeup you were wearing?

"Sis, you look good in anything," Xiao He replied with his universal answer.

"And now?"

As Liu Yifei spoke, she pinched the zipper of her down jacket.

The long white down jacket was opened.

Xiao He was stunned.

shocked.