Dreamy love Stories: Snow’s Dream, Dream’s Snow
Yue’er loves watching the moon because she has a lover who defines himself as her shadow. So, when the deep feelings of longing unconsciously arise at night, Yue’er would quietly look up at the sky. If she saw the bright moonlight, she would be filled with joy because that meant she could see her shadow in the moonlight, which, to her, was equivalent to seeing her distant lover.
But tonight seemed a bit different.
The moon appeared shy, as if veiled in a layer of gauze. However, this very night, Yue’er suddenly missed her shadow more than ever and wanted to see it. So she quietly took out her phone from her pocket and sent her lover a message under the hazy moonlight: “The half moon hangs high in the sky, but it’s veiled, making it impossible for me to find my shadow—yet I still gaze at it longingly because I miss my shadow. I so wish it would lift its veil so I could reunite with my shadow. I think I finally truly realize that everyone only has one shadow, so my life is destined to have only you!”
Yue’er never saw the moon lift its veil, but she was still lucky and happy because she received a heartfelt message from her lover. Her lover replied: “Baby, I love you! With all my heart, sincerely! I will always be your shadow, always be your person! Love, sleep early. I believe we’ll both have sweet dreams tonight! Baby, goodnight.”
Reading every sincere word in her lover’s message filled Yue’er’s heart with peace and warmth. She quietly picked up the “loveisforever” cross-stitch pillow she planned to give her lover and carefully continued stitching. She felt that every stitch was filled with the beauty of their meeting and the joy of their time together. So she didn’t feel tired at all and didn’t notice the passing of time; soon it was past midnight, and dawn was approaching.
After re-reading her lover’s message, she wasn’t tired at all, but still persuaded herself to sleep peacefully. Because her lover said there would be sweet dreams tonight, she wanted to find him in her dreams and spend sweet time with him.
Perhaps her loving stitches tonight touched the heavens? She actually had the very dream she most wanted.
She dreamed she and her lover were painting on the prairie, with her lover painting her. She kept smiling and gazing at her lover, making it impossible for him to start, only mumbling, “Baby, you’re so beautiful, so beautiful—”. Yue’er laughed, “Didn’t you say you owed me a tear in our past life? So, when we first met, you gave it back to me. But I can’t figure out how much affection I owe you. I always feel that no matter how much I cherish you, it’s never enough.”
Her lover was about to respond when suddenly two radiant, magnificent birds of paradise gracefully landed on the canvas. The male bird said to the female bird, “Darling, I went through many battles to find and fall in love with you. I’m very excited and want to give you a hug that seems overdue by centuries.”
After saying this, the male bird spread his large, beautiful wings, and the female bird tenderly snuggled into his embrace. The female bird, nestled in the male bird’s arms, lovingly said, “You can repay me with centuries of hugs, but what I want more is to be by your side, taking care of you from dawn to dusk.” The male bird’s eyes filled with tears, gazing emotionally into the female bird’s bright eyes, he said, “Baby, please believe me. I’ve been striving to give you the home you most desire in the near future!”
After saying this, the birds flew off together.
At that moment, Yue’er’s lover also came to her side, gazing deeply into her tear-filled eyes, and said, “Baby, please believe me. I’ve also been striving to soon give you a warm, loving home where you can cherish, protect, and kiss me every moment!”
After hearing her lover’s words, Yue’er fell silent because she truly wanted to pamper her lover like a child, even though he was older than her.
Yue’er quietly took her lover’s hand, and they walked forward. Unknowingly, they arrived at a beautiful riverside, where the ice was just starting to melt, still holding some traces of winter. Yue’er suddenly had an idea, seriously looking at her lover, she said, “Dear, let’s pray, shall we? If heaven allows me to believe your vows just now, I hope the sky will start snowing at this moment.
Because snow is a testament to true purity, it can surely perceive even the slightest falsehood in your heart.” To her delight, as soon as Yue’er finished speaking, large snowflakes began to fall, stealing her lover’s words. Yue’er excitedly spun around, “My shadow, my dear baby, you are real, you are real!”
Her lover, equally moved, hugged her tightly.
They fell into a tear-filled deep kiss—slowly sitting down, Yue’er turned and leaned back into her lover’s arms, gazing at his handsome, pure face, while he also focused on her. At that moment, it wasn’t just the world that stood still for them, but also the most beautiful love in the world.
They sat there happily watching the snow until dusk began to fall. Then they got up, holding hands, and left along the riverbank. They repeatedly grasped each other’s hands tightly, and her lover suddenly turned, gently saying to Yue’er, “You are my beloved baby.
Holding your hand in this life has destined us for eternity. So let’s quietly and happily accompany each other to greet the sunset, okay?” Yue’er didn’t speak but stood on tiptoe to kiss her lover’s forehead, eyelids, nose, chin, cheeks, and lips, then looked into his eyes and firmly nodded!
At this point in the dream, Yue’er unconsciously woke up, with tears at the corners of her eyes and a smile on her lips. She instinctively opened the window, and a snow-covered world blurred her vision: overnight, in a single dream, it had snowed so heavily! She could hardly believe her eyes: was she still dreaming, or had heaven sensed her dream?
Snow’s dream, dream’s snow, Yue’er, hazy and happy, whispered to herself, “Shadow, my beloved shadow, since you’ve returned the tear you owed me in your past life, I will repay you with a lifetime of true waiting—”
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
