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You are my home, my home for all seasons

Summary:

I want you to know that I'm never leaving
'Cause I'm Mrs. Snow, 'til death we'll be freezing, yeah
You are my home, my home for all seasons
So come on, let's go (Snowman by SIA)
The snowmen who are destined to melt with the arrival of spring.

An orphan boy makes a snowman in winter, this is the start of a love story between an orphan and a young master with complications...

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NOT FINISHED WHY DID IT PUBLISH WTH

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This is the story of my life. A young orphan made me in the winter, his face was bruised but his eyes burnt with a fire as hot as a summer’s day. His hands had no mittens nor did he have any protection from the cold winter’s day. He shuddered but dealt with it, patting down the snow of my body. It could fit in an adult’s hand, in this case, I fit perfectly in his small two hands. 

 

He placed a button for my eye, leaving me without a mouth or nose with his limited materials. 

 

“I wonder if Qi-ge would like this..” 

 

I stared in front of me, listening. From that day, I had become my creator’s second friend after his.. Qi-ge.

 

He hid me behind a bin so the other children in the park would never find me. “I’ll be back.”

 

Surprisingly the next day he did come alone, this time he had downturned eyes and silently sat beside me and this time he wore a scarf around his neck, though the material looked damaged with holes. 

 

“I met a boy today. Some young master. He bumped into me with his other friends and dropped a cake. I wasn’t going to run away since I didn’t do anything wrong and guess what? His wallet dropped and he thought I stole it!”

 

All I could do was lend an ear, he had many problems. The boy wiped his eyes with a sleeve, his stubbornness never failed to amaze. Though, after that, he would come here usually and express his grievances and even cry a few times. 

 

“Today I met a lady—Su Xiyan—she invited me into her house and guess who I saw? The same young master that accused me of stealing!”

 

This was the second week and I assumed it was a good thing he was staying warm. His body heat is always low being out in the cold for so long. He hit the ground and looked at me, I never knew what this boy was thinking about. 

 

“You wouldn’t leave me right?”

How would I reply to that?

 

Spring was around the corner, the snow was beginning to melt slowly. Soon I would vanish too. Would I be leaving him alone? The boy came as usual when the sun was beginning to set, this time he sat down with his hands clenched. 

 

“That stupid beast! Stupid stupid beast! He seriously thinks that I would like him!?”

 

He paused