"Darling, you truly are high maintenance. Do you think I can get a refund? Kisses and hugs are acceptable."
A frustrated sigh. "You have five seconds before I drop you here."
"Did you say something? Did I say something? No? I must have heard wrong. It is probably the wind just now."
Jian Yu snorted softly.
Sure, the wind was especially harsh right now. Bellowing like something or even someone had managed to fuel it's rage to the maximum level. The wind was howling, like it was screaming in their ears constantly. It was harsh nevertheless. The normally soft and fluffy looking snowflakes were carried along by the strong wind, making them look solid and structured like they were made with sharp edges, cut through the both of them.
Jian Yu's legs trembled and he tried his hardest not to let his knees weaken, considering how he was supporting half of Zeke's weight and trying to withstand the strong breeze.
