A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Lu Weidong still brought two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge into the room.

At this moment, Ye Wenxi stood with his arms crossed, staring blankly out the window.

Lu Weidong came over, picked up the hot bun, tore off a piece, and held it to Ye Wenxi's mouth.

Ye Wenxi looked up at him.

Lu Weidong was wearing a T-shirt today. His muscular physique and handsome face were dazzlingly handsome in the morning light. He smiled at her like a male enchantress.

Ye Wenxi cursed silently in his heart: Damn, he's so damn handsome...

Sure enough, being handsome can put food on the table.

Seeing that devastatingly handsome face, smiling so gently and sweetly at you, who could resist the steamed buns he feeds you?

"Shall we go out for a walk later?" Lu Weidong said as he fed her a steamed bun.

"I still have to pick up Sister Yunxia and the others this afternoon," Ye Wenxi shook her head.

Lu Weidong: "It won't delay us. We'll go straight there after we're done looking around."

Ye Wenxi: "Where are we going?"

Lu Weidong: "Just follow me."

Ye Wenxi was coaxed and dragged out the door. The two didn't drive. Lu Weidong said that appropriate exercise helps improve mood.

At the beginning of the street where No. 39 Family Compound is located is Harbin's largest Xinhua Bookstore.

Ding Jiahe had no classes this morning, so she wandered into the bookstore alone, intending to buy a few books about fashion design.

She sent out the artwork a couple of days ago and hasn't received a reply yet. But what she's thinking is that as long as she can get in touch with Ye Wenxi, even if she's not selected this time, as long as she continues to study, she'll have a chance sooner or later.

She picked out two books, one titled "Fundamentals of Clothing Styling" and the other "Color Composition," paid the bill, and headed out.

Looking up, I was stunned. Ye Wenxi was walking slowly towards me.

Ding Jiahe's eyes lit up, and she instinctively called out, "Teacher Ye!"

Ye Wenxi turned her head, saw her, and was also taken aback: "Ding Jiahe?"

Ding Jiahe ran over quickly and stopped a little embarrassed: "Teacher Ye, what a coincidence... I'm here to buy books."

Ye Wenxi glanced down at the books in her arms and smiled, "I'm here to buy books too."

"By the way, I've seen your drawing. The interview is tomorrow at noon in the teaching building. Remember to come." Ye Wenxi closed the book and spoke casually.

"Really...really?" Ding Jiahe was stunned.

Just then, Lu Weidong caught up from behind, holding a roasted sweet potato wrapped in newspaper, still steaming.

"Here, eat it while it's hot." He stuffed the sweet potato into Ye Wenxi's hand.

Ye Wenxi took the sweet potato and introduced, "This is my husband, Lu Weidong."

Then he looked at Ding Jiahe: "This is Ding Jiahe."

When Ding Jiahe saw Lu Weidong, she froze for a moment, as if she had been blinded by something.

Such a young officer? And with such an outstanding appearance?

She thought Ye Wenxi was already someone to look up to, but she never expected her lover to be so outstanding as well.

"Hello," Ding Jiahe replied politely.

"Hello," Lu Weidong nodded, but his expression was somewhat complicated.

Ding Jiahe, the one who upset his wife this morning?

"Let's go, didn't you want to buy books?" Lu Weidong put his arm around Ye Wenxi's shoulder.

"Then we'll be going now, see you tomorrow." Ye Wenxi nodded politely to Ding Jiahe.

"Okay! Goodbye, Teacher Ye." Ding Jiahe waved and watched them leave.

As they entered the bookstore, Lu Weidong and Ye Wenxi strolled around, casually selecting books.

"Are you still interviewing her?" Lu Weidong asked curiously.

"Yes, she does meet the recruitment requirements and has great potential." Ye Wenxi said without looking up, her gaze still wandering over the bookshelf.

"So who were you angry with this morning?" Lu Weidong turned to look at her, his tone slightly probing.

"Am I angry? No, you're mistaken." Ye Wenxi looked innocent and casually pulled a few books from the bookshelf.

Before Lu Weidong could say anything, he saw her put the two thick books in her hand directly into his arms!

"Take it."

Lu Weidong glanced down at the books: "A Comprehensive Explanation of Destiny" and "An Interpretation of Criminal Law."

Lu Weidong: "??"

Ye Wenxi bought more than ten books, carrying a heavy stack to the checkout.

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere." Lu Weidong took the stack of books as if they were magazines, without any effort. He put his arm around Ye Wenxi and walked out.

"Where are we going?" Ye Wenxi looked up at him.

"I'll take you to see the flowers," Lu Weidong said with a smile.

"Nonsense, where are there any flowers now?" Ye Wenxi said with disbelief.

"You'll see when we get there," Lu Weidong smiled, offering no further explanation.

The car traveled a long way before arriving at the outskirts of Harbin.

At the foot of Songfeng Mountain, Lu Weidong led her along the path toward the sunny slope.

Ye Wenxi was muttering to himself at first, but then he suddenly stopped.

Halfway up the mountain, the remaining snow had not yet melted, carpeting the ground in white like the lingering shadow of winter. On the bare earth, withered grass lay scattered haphazardly, creating a desolate scene.

But right here in this desolate place.

Half of the hillside was covered in golden flowers.

One by one, they burst forth from the snow and frozen earth, blooming boldly and unrestrainedly, blooming with righteous indignation.

"Are there really flowers... blooming in the snow?" Ye Wenxi murmured.

She suddenly started running, running towards the golden expanse, the hem of her coat fluttering in the wind.

She ran to the flower closest to her, bent down, and gently touched it.

The snow was cold, carrying winter's last stubbornness. The petals, however, were soft, delicate, as if they would crumble at the slightest touch.

The white snow contrasted with the delicate yellow, and the cold hardness contrasted with the softness.

But the flower just kept blooming. Regardless of whether the snow was still falling or the wind was cold, it stubbornly kept blooming.

Lu Weidong walked over and stood behind her without saying a word.

Ye Wenxi squatted there and watched for a long time.

"What kind of flower is this?" she finally asked, her voice soft.

"Ice flowers. They bloom before the snow has even melted."

"Isn't this flower afraid of the cold?" Ye Wenxi then asked.

"No flower is immune to the cold." Lu Weidong paused, his gaze falling on the flower, then on her, "But it still bloomed."

Ye Wenxi raised her head and met his eyes.

Small and trembling in the wind, yet standing so straight in the snow.

She suddenly smiled.

"You brought me here just to show me this?" Ye Wenxi asked.

"Mm." Lu Weidong nodded.

He reached out and pulled her up, tucking her wind-blown hair behind her ear and gently brushing his fingertips against her cheek.

Do you like it?

"Yes!" Ye Wenxi nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling.

"It's amazing, these flowers seem to have magic. Seeing them makes me feel full of strength."

Lu Weidong smiled and took her hand, leading her to a large rock where he sat down with her.

"I saw it once on a school trip when I was a child, and I've never forgotten it."

He gazed at the golden expanse, his eyes distant, as if looking at his past self.

Ye Wenxi didn't speak, but simply intertwined her fingers with his.

Lu Weidong gazed quietly at the hillside, his voice soft and gentle:

"When the swallows arrive, the weather is already warm. But when they bloom, the snow hasn't melted yet, and it's still so cold."

"So I've always felt that spring isn't brought by swallows, but by ice flowers."

His voice lowered, carrying a rare seriousness:

"I have admired its courage since I was a child."

"It bloomed when no one believed in flowers."

Lu Weidong turned his head and slowly shifted his gaze from the flowers to Ye Wenxi, staring intently at her.

"Is this your favorite flower?" Ye Wenxi asked softly.

"Yes!" Lu Weidong answered readily.

"There are many more flowers you've never seen before, so many beautiful flowers," Ye Wenxi said.

Lu Weidong looked at her, his gaze serious:

"But there are no flowers that I can see for a lifetime."

Ye Wenxi paused for a moment, then smiled.

"You mean... I'm like an ice flower?" she asked, tilting her head and sparkling her eyes.

Lu Weidong raised his hand, stroked Ye Wenxi's cheek, and lowered his head to kiss her.

Gently, softly, as if afraid of disturbing the sea of ​​flowers behind them.

Their lips parted, but their foreheads pressed tightly together, their breaths mingling.

"It's not just that you look like someone, it's you."