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The two changed into warm clothes. Lin Ye put on a long black down jacket, which he had asked the brand to send over last week.

There are two items in total: one is a long black one, and the other is the same style but a children's white one.

With the same cut, the same fabric, the same texture, and the same small logo on the chest, it's obvious that they are matching family outfits.

Little Douzi stood in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself in the mirror—

The white down jacket wrapped loosely around her small body, reaching down to her calves, with a white down trim around the brim that was exactly the same as the little red hood down jacket she wore yesterday.

The fabric felt smooth and cool to the touch, carrying that faint, indescribable, cool scent unique to new clothes—a scent that's hard to pinpoint whether it's from the fabric or the dye.

The zipper was pulled up all the way down to her chin, revealing only a round little face.

She glanced again at Lin Ye standing behind her in the mirror—

The same style of black down jacket hung straight down to just below his knees.

The well-tailored cut made Lin Ye's figure appear even taller and more slender. He was slightly bowing his head to adjust the Velcro on his cuffs.

Little Douzi smiled as she looked at it; she and her godfather were dressed the same!

The smile spread from the corners of her mouth to the corners of her eyes, which then curved into two thin crescent moons.

Lin Ye was also infected by her, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up slightly.

Then they went to the entrance hall, where Lin Ye half-squatted down and began to put a hat, scarf, and gloves on Xiao Douzi, making sure she didn't miss a thing.

The hat was a fluffy rabbit ear hat. After it was put on, the two rabbit ears drooped down from the top of the head, one on the left and one on the right.

And one ear is tilted to the left and the other to the right, making them look like two real rabbit ears listening to sounds in different directions.

The scarf was wrapped around Xiaodouzi's neck, and Lin Ye stretched each loop out neatly. After it was wrapped, the two rabbit ears at the ends hung down in front of her chest.

The pink ring around the middle of her ears was exposed, like a small peach blossom blooming on the snow.

The gloves were also pink, waterproof on the outside and lined with fleece on the inside. Lin Ye had Xiao Douzi hold her hands out straight, then slipped them on.

After putting it on, I gently pinched the fingertips of each finger to make sure there were no gaps and that each little finger was properly in its place, fitting perfectly.

The little girl was completely wrapped up like a ball—a fluffy white down jacket and a white scarf covering most of her face, leaving only her bright, sparkling eyes showing.

She blinked, then suddenly noticed the "bald" Lin Ye beside her—

He was bending down to tie the laces of his black snow boots, his slender fingers flying across the laces.

Little Douzi stared at him for a while, then said in a muffled voice, "Godfather... you also need to wear a scarf, a hat, and gloves!"

The sound came through the scarf, filtered by the downy fibers, becoming soft and muffled. Her eyebrows furrowed under the brim of her hat, and her eyes were unusually serious.

Lin Ye paused for a moment.

After quickly tying his shoelaces, he straightened up and looked down at his gear—a down jacket, a sweater, and snow boots—which was actually enough for him; he had never been particularly afraid of the cold.

But Xiao Douzi was standing right in front of him, her big eyes staring at him intently with a very serious expression.

Lin Ye finally gave in. He reached out and picked up the gray cashmere scarf from the entryway cabinet, wrapped it around his neck twice, and tucked the end into the collar of his down jacket.

He then pulled out a pair of black leather gloves and a black knitted hat from the drawer, which he had bought but kept as decorations, and put them on.

The leather gloves were bought last year, and the tags were still hanging on them. Lin Ye tore off the tags and put them on. The leather made a slight rubbing sound as it wrapped around his fingers.

The beanie was plain black without any patterns. He slipped it on his head, adjusted its position casually, and the brim rested just above his eyebrows.

He finished tidying everything up, squatted down to look at Xiaodouzi, his eyes full of smiles: "Godfather has put them on properly this time, Xiaodouzi, do you want to check?"

Xiao Douzi thought this made a lot of sense. He carefully took Lin Ye's hand and checked it from top to bottom before nodding in satisfaction and patting him on the shoulder encouragingly like a little adult.

"Good boy/girl! This way you won't catch a cold!"

Afterwards, Lin Ye dressed Xiao Douzi in a new pair of rabbit snow boots. The snow boots were also white, with a little rabbit with long, upright ears embroidered on the upper. The two red eyes were two small beads sewn on, which twinkled under the light.

The two went out the door.

As soon as I descended into the underground parking lot of the Times Square, a chill swept over me.

The elevator doors closed behind me with a "ding," circled twice in the empty parking lot, and then were swallowed up by the cold air.

There was a faint smell of gasoline and rubber tires in the air, along with a damp, underground odor.

The building has central air conditioning, so I didn't really feel it when I left home.

The parking lot itself was shady, so it got really cold as soon as you stepped out.

A low humming sound came from the ventilation ducts at the top, occasionally mixed with the rustling sound of a car tires rolling on the floor as it drove by on the road outside.

Xiao Douzi shivered slightly, hunched his shoulders, and exhaled a large puff of white mist, which was particularly thick in the cold air of the parking lot, like a small cloud.

Lin Ye stopped, half-squatted down, and pulled the zipper of her down jacket up a little more to make sure it wouldn't slide up any further before letting go.

He then got up and led her to the parking space.

……

As the car drove out of the parking lot, the view suddenly brightened.

The sky was overcast, but the snow was dazzlingly bright. The bare branches of the sycamore trees along the way were covered with a thick layer of snow.

The green belt in the center of the road has almost become a continuous white ribbon, and the original outline of the flower bed has become blurred.

Only the very top layer of leaves of the holly peeked out from the snow, frozen into a deep dark green, with slightly curled edges and a touch of white.

Shorter plants and flowers are completely invisible.

Only the pine trees could still hold on, their trunks standing straight in the snow, each branch laden with a layer of snow, stacked up in circles, like a white and green cake tower.

……

The heavy snow that fell all night blanketed everything along the way in white, and Fengshuiyuan was no exception.

The car gradually drove into the Fengshuiyuan villa area.

Except for the main road, which has been cleaned up by the property management to expose the cement road underneath, the small paths, lawns, and low holly bushes have all been buried by the heavy snow.

The bare branches of the maple trees were also covered in snow.

The branches of the maple tree are thinner and denser than those of the sycamore tree. Each branch is like a finger of the maple tree, and the snow falling on it covers the outline of those "fingers".

Some maple trees still had fallen leaves clinging to them, the leaves slightly concave in the middle like a small bowl, containing a handful of snow, the snow standing out starkly against the reddish-brown leaves.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves trembled. A clump of snow slid out of the bowl and fell down with a soft rustling sound.

Everywhere, a thick layer of snow was blown up by the wind from time to time, drifting into the air as if the snow was still falling.