Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1227 - 1049 Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1227: Chapter 1049 Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

On the island.

Due to its location in the northeast, although Peach Blossom Town is still warm as spring up to now, the small island where Long Aixi was had already been fluttering with heavy snow.

Long Aixi wasn’t seeing snow for the first time, he might have been young, but having traveled far and wide with his parents over the years, he was no stranger to snow.

However, this time when Long Aixi saw the snow, he felt a bit melancholic.

He stood in front of the window with his hands clasped behind his back, watching the vast expanse of snowflakes outside the window, but his mind was on the girl he had never met from afar.

Sister Dabao.

Since his parents’ affairs had not yet been resolved, he and Xia Dabao had been unable to correspond these past few months. Although he wrote letters every month, he had no way to send them out. Carrier Pigeons homed to specific places and couldn’t fly that far.

Despite this, he decided to sit down and write a letter to Xia Dabao.

So he spread out the paper, ground the ink, then picked up his brush to compose:

Sister Dabao, this is yet another letter that won’t be sent out. I don’t know how you’re doing now, how many months has it been since we last contacted? Do you miss me? I’m now on an island shrouded in vast whiteness, as far as the eye can see, there is only heavy snow. If possible, I really wish to bring you here to see this pure white world, because you once said the place you’re in is warm as spring, never touched by snow...

No sooner had Long Aixi finished writing than he heard someone calling him from outside, "Brother Aixi, are you in the house?"

It was the grandson of the island’s chief, who also had a ’Bao’ in his name, so Long Aixi referred to him as Xiaobao.

"I am, please come in," Long Aixi said.

Xiaobao came in, bringing with him a rush of cold air and a coat full of snow, and upon entering, he kept slapping the snow off his clothes for quite a while before approaching Long Aixi and asking, "Brother Aixi, what are you busy with? Everyone’s saying we should go out and make snowmen, have a snowball fight, why don’t you come along?"

"Okay, but we’ll have to wait a bit," Long Aixi replied and then blew on the letter to dry the ink.

There was charcoal burning in the room, which was warm, but the paper dried slowly. Xiaobao walked over to look at the letter, saying, "Brother Aixi, is this letter for your sweetheart? Sister Dabao? She’s got the same name as me."

"Heh, you’re so young, what do you know about sweethearts?" Long Aixi laughed.

"Calling someone sister or miss, isn’t that a sweetheart?" Xiaobao said giggling.

"You’re still such a small boy with big tricks, eh? What preparations do I need for making snowmen and having a snowball fight?"

"No preparations needed, just wear your gloves and you’re all set, so Brother Aixi, please hurry, Sister Xianzhi and the others are all waiting outside."

"Alright, I’m coming!"

Long Aixi glanced at the letter, the writing was still not dry, but he didn’t care about it for now, after all, only he was usually here, no one else would see it.

...

Everywhere on the island was snow, and the children here had many ways to play—making snowmen, having snowball fights, and even skiing. Once the children began playing, there were screams and shouts all around.

As soon as Long Aixi arrived, the other children greeted him as if they had seen a leader, immediately starting to shout, "Brother Aixi, come quickly and play, let’s play snowball toss!"

"That’s right, snowball toss, I want to be on Brother Aixi’s team," some kids shouted.

"I also want to be on Brother Aixi’s team."

Zhou Xianzhi was also there; upon seeing Long Aixi, she walked over and quietly stood beside him, a girl next to her nudged her, and she nudged back.