Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  Yun Bixue stood in front of the French windows. As she admired the snowy scenery outside, her heart felt still and peaceful.

  As the white snow continuously fluttered down, she felt that it was all so dreamy and magical. It made her recall that many years ago, she had once imagined a fairy tale set in an icy world.

  That year, she was 16 years old. Blooming into a sweet lady, she was full of positivity and anticipation. She indulged in novels occasionally and also had her own fantasies.

  After everything she’d experienced, she was past the age of dreaming. However, looking at this beautiful landscape, she couldn’t help but feel sentimental.

  Just as Yun Bixue plunged deep into the memories of her 16-year-old self, Xie Limo arrived by her side with a set of casual clothes. “Take a bath first and change out of your clothes.”


  Yun Bixue looked at the casual clothes Xie Limo held out to her and smiled warmly. She took the clothes and went to bathe.

  After her bath, the house was filled with the fragrance of a meal. Despite having a hamburger not too long ago, her stomach still rumbled after smelling the aroma.

  She gulped and slowly entered the kitchen. She saw her husband cooking with an apron wrapped around his waist. His actions were incomparably elegant as always, and it was a pleasing sight to the eyes.

  Xie Limo heard the sounds of footsteps and turned around to see Yun Bixue. Frowning, he said, “Haven’t I told you several times to dry your hair after taking a bath?” She was just like a child, always making him worry.

  Yun Bixue stuck out her tongue. “The house is very warm, and my hair will be dry soon. I want to help you cook.”


  Xie Limo laughed gently, “Are you hungry? After you dry your hair, you can have your meal. The hairdryer is on the table in the bedroom.”


  Yun Bixue nodded and then went away to dry her hair. In reality, it was always Xie Limo who helped dry her hair at home. His hands would comb through the strands of her hair, and it made her feel so warm.

  The villa had a designated dining hall. Xie Limo prepared eight dishes and a soup. Yun Bixue gasped when she saw the sumptuous dinner on the table.

  “My wife, please eat.” Xie Limo made a gesture of invitation, amusing Yun Bixue.

  As she listened to the soothing music and savored the meal prepared by Xie Limo, Yun Bixue felt like she was dreaming.

  That night, after finishing their meal, Yun Bixue leaned into Xie Limo’s embrace in the bedroom. Looking outside, she mumbled, “Limo, thank you.”


  Caressing Yun Bixue’s hair, Xie Limo said, “My wife, you don’t need to thank me. You’re my wife, and I’m responsible for making your days happy.” To a couple like them, it wasn’t excessive to discuss about love. Because they had experienced so much, so they knew that they should cherish each other.

  Pausing for a moment, Xie Limo continued, “I also know that my wife enjoys snow.”


  Straightening up, Yun Bixue looked at Xie Limo and asked, “How did you know I liked snow?”


  Xie Limo chuckled lazily, his manner mysterious. Lowering his head, he planted a kiss by Yun Bixue’s lips. “Your husband is aware of the things his wife is fond of. I observed some of them myself, and Grandfather informed me of the others. Grandfather mentioned that on snowy days, you always stare dreamily outside the window. He was indeed right.”


  Yun Bixue stuck out her tongue. “I did that when I was younger; I liked to dream back then.” However, Xie Limo made her feel like her dreams had come true now.

  Xie Limo lowered his head and whispered into Yun Bixue’s ear, “Then tell me, my wife. What dreams did you have in the past?”


  Xie Limo’s breath tickled her ears, and she giggled. Escaping from Xie Limo’s embrace, she said, “I’m not telling you.”


  “Not telling me? Not telling me……”


  “Haha, not telling you……”