The Night We Got Married in the Snow

Ning Shixue was held in Xie Zhaozhou’s arms.

Only then did he realize his hands were cold.
He picked up Xie Zhaozhou’s hands and rubbed them, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
“Second Brother, when did you get here?”

“Over half an hour ago,”
Xie Zhaozhou said, holding his hands and putting them in his coat pocket.
His tone was quite plaintive.

He had asked He Lin and the others to trick Ning Shixue into coming to the northern city, and then bring him out at night.
But by the time night had completely fallen, they still hadn’t shown up.
He almost thought he was being stood up at the altar.

[Who would have thought? He almost missed his own wedding because he was slacking off. (just kidding)]

[If you had just taken one more step outside, none of this would have happened.]

[No wonder President Xie dared to let the director and the others hang the little lights in the yard. I was worried Ningning would find out at first. I was just overthinking. Thanks. Sea otter covering face.jpg]

The wedding was at the ski resort.
Xie Zhaozhou had booked a hotel.
He Lin and the others had already gone inside.
They had taken Xie Yaoyao with them.
Ning Shixue and Xie Zhaozhou walked at the very back.

Ning Shixue, holding the bouquet of roses, refused to walk properly.
He deliberately bumped into Xie Zhaozhou.

Xie Zhaozhou just grabbed his wrist, hooked his leg, and carried him on his back.

Ning Shixue lay on his back, finally behaving.
He looked at Xie Zhaozhou and asked,
“Why yellow roses?”

“I came late,”
Xie Zhaozhou paused, his voice hoarse.
“To apologize to you.”

He only remembered those red, tearful eyes.
He didn’t know how Ning Shixue had walked, step by step, finally reaching him.

Ning Shixue buried his face in the hollow of his neck.
Suddenly, he asked, muffled,
“Did you only invite He Lin and the others to the wedding?”

“Mm,”
Xie Zhaozhou responded.

He was afraid too many people would make Ning Shixue uncomfortable.

Ning Shixue tightened his arms around his neck and punched him on the shoulder.
He complained,
“You didn’t invite that person.”

“What?”
Xie Zhaozhou was stunned.
He rarely felt this nervous.
After all, it was a wedding.
He wanted to make Ning Shixue as happy as possible.
He didn’t want him to have any regrets.

Ning Shixue swung his little legs.
His beautiful eyelashes curved mischievously.
“He bought me an earring, he pierced my ear for me. Why didn’t you invite him to the wedding?”

Xie Zhaozhou: “…”

Xie Zhaozhou couldn’t help laughing.
In the night, his voice was especially low and pleasant.
He steadied Ning Shixue on his back and coaxed him,
“Who is this annoying person? Not inviting him.”

When they reached the hotel, Xie Zhaozhou put him down.
He asked him if he wanted to exchange rings again later.

Ning Shixue both wanted to and didn’t want to.
Wearing the rings again at the wedding meant he had to take them off now.
He leaned against Xie Zhaozhou, torn with indecision.
In the end, he took them off first.

Then his eyes widened in surprise.

He hadn’t been willing to take them off before.
So only now did he discover that the inside of the ring was engraved with names.
Also in the language of his planet.
He couldn’t help asking Xie Zhaozhou,
“How did you learn that?”

He hadn’t even taught Xie Zhaozhou.

Xie Zhaozhou had asked Yan Ting for help, deciphering his language.
Even if it was only a very small part, it was enough to write these few names.

Yan Ting was still skeptical about him being an alien.
But he preferred to believe it.
Consider it a rare encounter.

Ning Shixue went to change.
Xie Yaoyao and the others were in the changing room.
When Ning Shixue looked up, his vision went dark.

Xie Yaoyao was wearing a white fluffy dress.
He was fluttering around like a little butterfly.
When he saw Ning Shixue, he flew over, hugged his leg, and rubbed against it.
“Baby.”

“Kid,”
Ning Shixue said, pinching his fateful little cheek.
“Why are you wearing this?”

Xie Yaoyao hugged his little belly.
“I am, flower boy oh.”

All the kids from the parenting show were flower boys and girls for him.
He Miao was wearing the same fluffy dress as Xie Yaoyao.
Tang Haohao and Ji Xiao were also holding dresses in their hands.
But they hadn’t put them on yet.

“Little Ning Gege,”
He Miao said, hopping over and grabbing him.
“This is your dress.”

On the sofa was a wedding dress.
The skirt was very fluffy.
It was a low-waist, backless style.
The sash was loosely wrapped around the waist.

Ning Shixue: “…”

Wait a minute.

Even though Xie Zhaozhou was always flirtatious, he might want to see him in a wedding dress.
But he couldn’t possibly make him wear it at the actual wedding.
And give Xie Yaoyao a fluffy little dress to wear.

“That’s what my mom wore when she got married.”
He Miao said, picking up the wedding dress.
She didn’t see anything wrong with it.

Who said boys couldn’t wear wedding dresses?

That was just too pitiful.

Xie Yaoyao was very satisfied with his little dress.
Because it was the same white as the baby’s.

When they got to the hotel, he had volunteered to go get the clothes.
There was no one in that room.
This dress was just lying on the sofa.

He was Sirius.
He wouldn’t lead them the wrong way.
This must be his and the baby’s clothes.

Ning Shixue was forced to hold the wedding dress.
He decided to call Xie Zhaozhou.

But just as he took out his phone, the changing room door was pushed open.

Xie Zhaozhou, with a lazy posture, leaned against the doorframe.
Looking at the wedding dress in his arms, his eyes paused for a moment.
A meaningful, suggestive look was in them.
“So Teacher Xiao Ning wanted to wear this?”

Ning Shixue’s face instantly flushed.
He said angrily,
“Didn’t you prepare this?”

The cameraman was waiting outside.
Seeing this, he instantly got excited.

[Ahhhhhhh!]

[I beg you, wear the wedding dress for me to see. Don’t make me kneel, sniff. @NingShixue]

[This is… Crying.jpg]

Xie Zhaozhou suddenly realized something.
He looked down.
Xie Yaoyao was innocently sucking on his hand.
He even wanted to suck on the baby’s hand.

Xie Zhaozhou’s blood pressure spiked.

Ning Shixue had refused to come out for over half an hour.
The wedding was almost starting.
Yan Ting brought him a suit.
He quickly went to change.

Xie Yaoyao the Great Demon King was in tears on the floor.
Big Daddy was blaming him again.
He hadn’t dropped the ball at all.

Ning Shixue was no longer the cold, heartless person he used to be.
He picked up the chubby kid.
Xie Yaoyao hugged his leg and finally stopped crying.
But he still refused to take off the little dress.

He was immersed in his own soft, chubby beauty.

Ning Shixue didn’t bother with him.

He really wanted the wedding.
He didn’t want to miss anything.
But things like public vows and pledges still felt a bit awkward.
Luckily, Xie Zhaozhou’s consideration was always all-encompassing.
There weren’t any overly sentimental parts.

The old butler presided over the wedding for them.
Grandpa Mu and Grandma Mu were their witnesses.

This hall in the hotel wasn’t decorated like a typical wedding venue either.
It was a bit childish.
Many little colored lights and star lights were hung.
Reflecting the lights on the snowy mountain, everything was sparkling.

Xie Zhaozhou had no other choice.
He loved a little alien from the depths of the stars.

On his planet, you could see shooting stars every night.
He couldn’t make shooting stars fall.
He could only do everything he could, bring him to the snowy mountain with the most stars, and give him all the earthly stars.

When it was time for the vows, Xie Yaoyao, in his little dress, pattered over.
His chubby little hand was holding the ring box.
He was going to give the rings to the baby.

But it was his first time wearing a dress.
He was very unskilled.
He suddenly stepped on the hem and fell flat on the floor.

He didn’t cry.
He didn’t hesitate.
He stuck out his little bottom and climbed up.
Then he ran towards the baby again.
Ning Shixue crouched down and reached out to catch him.
He crashed into the baby’s arms.

“This one didn’t fall,”
Xie Yaoyao the Great Demon King said, holding the ring box and the wedding bouquet in his arms.
His fair, tender cheeks were flushed from running.
But his eyes were sparkling.

The bouquet was roses and baby’s breath.

The electric candles on the floor all lit up.
Ning Shixue’s eyes curved as he smiled at him.
He praised him,
“So amazing.”

Xie Yaoyao wiggled his chubby waist.
Actually, he was only a little bit amazing.
The baby really liked praising him now.

[Dammit, I don’t know who to envy. I can only pity myself and hug myself.]

[Human cubs these days, even their embarrassing moments are in HD. I wonder what Xie Yaoyao the Great Demon King will think when he sees himself in a dress later. Lighting a cigarette.jpg]

Xie Zhaozhou took the ring box from Xie Yaoyao’s hand.
He held Ning Shixue’s hand and put the ring back on him.

Ning Shixue hadn’t asked the old butler to say any words about “for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health.”
His eyes were a bit red as he looked up at Xie Zhaozhou and asked him,
“After all these years, can you still come with me to the next star?”

Even though he knew that transmigrating into a book might only happen once, just being able to get Xie Zhaozhou’s promise made death no longer fearful.
They would always be together.

“I’m in your pocket,”
Xie Zhaozhou said, a smile hiding in his deep, dark eyes.
“Wherever you go, I go.”

Ning Shixue lowered his head and cried.
He didn’t want anyone to see him crying.
So he quickly threw the bouquet behind him to create a distraction.

Xie Yaoyao and the others all pounced to grab it.
Ji Xiao hadn’t originally gone.
His eyes showed a bit of longing.
But he was too shy.

His mom smiled and gave him a little push from behind.
He Miao and Mu Na also came to pull him.
Only then did he run over.

Even the old butler went to grab the bouquet.
Whether this old man could get it was another matter.
But he had never been married either.

Why couldn’t he grab it?

Tang He-an stood with his arms crossed, resolutely staying away from the bouquet.
He even pulled Yan Ting away with him.

The thing He Lin loved most in this life was movies.
He was drinking with the parenting show director, happily watching from the sidelines.

Then the bouquet landed in He Miao’s arms.

“Ah!”
He Miao exclaimed happily.
She was so excited her little pigtails stood up.

He Lin panicked.
Who wanted to marry his little treasure?
They’d have to fight him to the death first!

He thought he had at least twenty more years before he had to worry about this.
Who knew that with so many people, only He Miao would catch it.

He didn’t blame Ning Shixue.
He just silently cursed that bastard Xie Zhaozhou for buying such a lousy bouquet.

He Miao hugged the flowers and wanted to video call her mom.

He Lin quickly got up and chased after her, shedding bitter tears.
“Let daddy hold them for you, okay?”

“No, no!”
He Miao turned and ran.

Everyone below was laughing and messing around.

Xie Zhaozhou took Ning Shixue’s hand and led him to get something to eat.
Ning Shixue also had a little wine.
When he was full, Xie Zhaozhou put his down jacket on him.
They quietly slipped away.

Only the old butler and the bullet comments noticed.
But the old butler, drinking with Grandpa Mu, just smiled and didn’t stop them.

[??????]

[Fine, fine, you guys elope. Don’t worry about me. Wuwuwu.]

The snowy night in the northern city was very cold.

Ning Shixue’s pale cheeks were flushed.
He was dizzy from the alcohol.
He climbed onto Xie Zhaozhou’s back and made him take him to play in the snow.
If he didn’t agree, he would whine.

Xie Zhaozhou worked without complaint, carrying him there.

Ning Shixue crouched in the snow.
He was wearing thick gloves.
He wrote his and Xie Zhaozhou’s names in the snow.

And circled them with a heart.

“Baby,”
Xie Zhaozhou said, leaning down and poking the whorl on his head.
The corner of his mouth lifted.
His voice was gentle and lazy.
“Do you know what this is called on Earth?”

Ning Shixue looked up, dazed.

Xie Zhaozhou said,
“It’s called being cringe.”

On their wedding night, Xie Zhaozhou got beaten up.
When Ning Shixue got tired of hitting him, he went back to clinging to him and made him carry him again.

He hugged Xie Zhaozhou’s neck and whispered in his ear,
“Do you want to see me in that wedding dress?”

Xie Zhaozhou played innocent like a big bad wolf.
He didn’t say no.
Ning Shixue took that as a yes.
So he went and bought that wedding dress from the hotel.
There were several wedding dresses in the display window on the first floor.
This one was a new sample.
It was exactly his size.

Xie Yaoyao had led the kids to the wrong room and picked up the wrong dress.

Xie Zhaozhou hadn’t planned to do anything tonight.
Ning Shixue must be tired after the wedding.
But Ning Shixue insisted on going through with the final part.
He was very drunk, his eyes moist.
He struggled to change clothes.
He wasn’t wearing anything underneath the dress.

He lay on the bed.
The fluffy skirt was all bunched up at his waist.
His pale back and thighs swayed in front of Xie Zhaozhou.

“Why did you bring the bear?”
Ning Shixue asked, looking up.
He noticed the bear he had made for Xie Zhaozhou was on the pillow beside him.

Xie Zhaozhou’s hands were braced on either side of him, on the curve of his waist.
He held down the skirt to stop him from moving.
His voice was very tender.
“Isn’t that the one you gave birth to? Of course, you have to bring the child to the wedding.”

Ning Shixue blinked at him and didn’t speak.

“Call me gege,”
Xie Zhaozhou coaxed him.

Ning Shixue’s eyelids were flushed.
He glared at him weakly.
He was very drunk.

Xie Zhaozhou leaned closer.
He hugged Xie Zhaozhou’s neck and said,
“Gege, I’ll give birth to a little bear for you.”

Xie Zhaozhou didn’t know if he was acting cute or just drunk.
He pinched his chin and kissed him.

Ning Shixue was kissed until he couldn’t breathe.
His whole body trembled.
One moment he was clinging to Xie Zhaozhou, pulling his hand to his stomach, saying he would give him a little bear.
The next he was telling him, it hurts, they’re all biting me.

“What did you touch?”
Xie Zhaozhou asked hoarsely.

When Ning Shixue was sober, he would never say things like this.
But when he was drunk, just like when he was sick, he would obediently answer whatever Xie Zhaozhou asked.

Drunk, he burrowed into Xie Zhaozhou’s arms and said, a bit clumsily,
“They started from the feet, all eaten up.”

It was the next world he went to after being separated from Xie Zhaozhou.
Everything below his waist was gone.
He could feel himself being bitten.

Ning Shixue grabbed his coat.
The corners of his eyes were a bit red.
He wasn’t afraid of pain anymore.
He didn’t care about this at all.

But he didn’t know if this longing, year after year, counted as love.

He sniffled quietly and said, a bit wronged,
“None of them were as good as you.”

“…I’m not that good either,”
Xie Zhaozhou said hoarsely, lowering his head to wipe his tears.
In this world, probably only Ning Shixue thought he was a good person.

“Second Brother,”
Ning Shixue said, his eyelashes trembling.
He mumbled again,
“Do you remember the first thing you said to me?”

Xie Zhaozhou pretended to have forgotten.
“Told you not to cry?”

Ning Shixue, face red, kicked him.
He said hatefully,
“You asked me how old I was.”

He could sense that Xie Zhaozhou had originally wanted to kill him.
But looking down and seeing his face, his tone suddenly changed.
He paused and asked him,
“How old are you?”

“Eighteen,”
Ning Shixue had whispered at the time.

Xie Zhaozhou had chuckled very softly.
He didn’t sound like a monster at all.
Ning Shixue mistakenly thought he was a player.

Xie Zhaozhou’s voice was naturally cool.
But when lowered, it inexplicably sounded suggestive.
“So you’re an adult.”

Ning Shixue suspected he was being flirted with.
He started crying again.
Only then did Xie Zhaozhou tell him, don’t cry.

The more Ning Shixue thought about it, the more angry he got.
How could someone become a monster and still flirt like that?
Was it too late to get a divorce now?

Xie Zhaozhou didn’t say anything more.
He held Ning Shixue’s pale back and turned him around.
He even covered his mouth from behind.
Ning Shixue’s tears streamed down, wetting his palm.

Late at night, the sound of the wind and snow died down.

“What do you mean, flirting?”
Xie Zhaozhou leaned closer to him again, his voice low as he chuckled.
“Maybe it was love at first sight.”