"Boy friend."

"Here you are."

"Good night~"

"Good night."

Halfway through the cartoon, Jiang Li'an fell asleep, defenseless in his arms.

He picked her up, walked into the bedroom, covered her with a quilt, stared at the girl's face for a while, and was about to leave when his finger was hooked.

He opened her hand, and she pulled his sleeve again, muttering vaguely: "Don't go..."

Turn off the moon and have a good night's sleep.

Jiang Li'an woke up in bed the next morning. The bright golden sunshine with warmth shone in from the window. She was covered with a fluffy quilt and rolled on the bed. Everything was lazily. Suddenly she noticed something.

Looking sideways, he found that he was holding someone else's hand.

The man sat on the ground, with a free hand to hold her, his head resting on the edge of the bed, and he looked a little colder as he slept.

Jiang Li'an curled his lips and smiled. He lay on the bed and looked at him for a long time, then secretly kissed the corner of his lips.

He opened his eyes, his pupils were blue and deep, with a sleepy and lazy look. When he saw clearly that it was her, he leaned over and pressed the back of her neck towards him.

Jiang Li'an rolled from the bed to the ground with the quilt. The ground was covered with fluffy snow-white carpet, and she jumped directly into his arms and pressed him to the ground.

The fluffy and soft quilt covered the two of them.

For a moment, Jiang Li'an saw life after marriage.

The two people exchanged a lingering kiss in the early morning, with each other's breath still lingering on their bodies, and the sunshine outside the window was gentle and warm.

Winter in Nancheng came very late, and it was not until the end of December that the first real snow of winter fell.

The short and pale autumn has become a gray transitional color, and the dark autumn moon is hidden in the winter night sky.

The withered yellow leaves on the branches are buried deep in the ground. Next year, the fallen leaves turn into soil to nourish the spring. The fluttering white snow replaces the dead leaves in winter and falls on the remaining branches. I don’t know how long it has passed, but the branches are finally overwhelmed.

, was crushed.

Occasionally, one or two magpies found a place to stay, cleaning their wings, and their dark eyes reflected the cold winter.

Adding a little bit of desolation.

This year's winter is colder than the previous five winters in Nancheng. The meteorological station has forecast that a heavy snowstorm will sweep through Nancheng today and tomorrow.

In Jiang Li'an's memory, she had never experienced such a cold winter.

The night before the concert, more than a dozen friends were drinking and laughing at Shen Qingzhuo's house, and the atmosphere was noisy.

There was snow outside the window, and there was a lot of people inside.

"Another year has passed in the blink of an eye. How come time flies by so fast!"

"Isn't it? It's almost the Chinese New Year, and I'm one year older. It makes me heartbroken."

"This year's Spring Festival is on January 21st, and there's still one month left. Let's celebrate the New Year together then!"

"Celebrating the New Year together." Shen Qingzhuo sat next to Jiang Li'an and played with her fingers, "Did you hear that?"

Jiang Li'an pushed his face closer: "I heard it."

Jiang Li'an always has some expectations for the New Year. This is the first New Year that she will spend when she returns to Nancheng when she is eighteen years old. She plans to spend it in a grand way, and even writes a note full of it, asking Shen Qing every day.

Take care of various matters.

Shen Qingzhuo laughed at her more than once. On New Year's Day, it's enough for you to remember to receive the red envelope.

Jiang Li'an snorted angrily, but continued to make plans happily.

"Brother Zhuo, what will you sing at the concert tomorrow?" Zuo Duo asked, "Don't worry, we will be the ones down there shouting the loudest when the time comes, and we must start the queue!"

After two years, the STA youth group officially disbanded in early December this year and began personal development. This was a matter of time. Although the group broke up, everyone is still here.

"New song." Shen Qingzhuo's words were concise and concise.

"You're really well hidden. No one knows about your new song. You won't give us any big surprises, right?"

"With Brother Zhuo's voice, even if he sings Bear Infested in a concert, he will still be a god!"

"Surprise? There is indeed one." Shen Qing glanced at Jiang Li'an with a calm expression, a slight smile on his thin lips, young and arrogant, "Let's wait and see."

Jiang Li'an was focusing on the candies on the coffee table and had no reaction.

"Where is my phone? Who has seen my phone?!" Zuo Duo shouted.

"Let me give you a call." Jiang Li'an didn't see it either.

Zuo Duo was very moved: "Sister-in-law, you are so kind!"

Then Jiang Li'an made a phone call, the ringtone rang, and Zuo Duo found the phone in his hand.

Two people who were collectively blind: "..."

#hold the mobile phone to find the mobile phone

"You two have Alzheimer's disease in advance?" Shen Qingzhuo said.

"It's not that bad, it's just cute and cute." Zuo Duo waved his hand and suddenly saw the incoming call displayed.

Over there, Jiang Li'an's eyelids twitched, and he had a bad feeling for some reason.

The next second, Zuo Duo pointed to the phone number and said, "Sister-in-law, your phone number is exactly the same as the person who called me before for no reason and called me a fool."

"..."

"I'm sorry." Jiang Li'an felt very guilty, "I thought it was Shen Qingzhuo's number."

Shen Qingzhuo:?

Shen Shen Yue covered her mouth and smiled, suddenly feeling that it was good to be like this now, but thinking about someone, she felt depressed and glanced at Jiang Ye opposite.

She didn't expect this strange person to be Jiang Li'an's brother at first.

Jiang Ye was sitting opposite Shen Qingzhuo and the others. He felt a little numb and the sound in his ears was a little noisy. He drank a bottle of beer and walked to the balcony. Snowflakes were falling on his shoulders.

He looked at the night in the distance, took a deep breath, and stood outside alone to smoke a cigarette.

"A man is here smoking alone at night to relieve his sorrows?" The lazy and cold voice fell, and Shen Qingzhuo walked over and looked at him.

"Didn't you two drive him out?" Jiang Ye glanced at him, "Why are you out here if you don't accompany my sister?"

"I'm afraid you'll be single for too long and be stimulated by us to the point where you can't think of anything else."

"Get out of here." Jiang Ye cursed with a smile and kicked him.

Shen Qingzhuo leaned against the railing of the balcony and avoided his feet: "Here you go again, I'll lose if you kick me until you hit me."

Both of them were tall, thin and tall, one was wearing a black shirt and the other was wearing a thin T-shirt. They just stood on the balcony, occasionally saying a word or two, and they didn't feel cold. The snowflakes were falling, and at the end of the noisy night,

It's as beautiful as a secondary painting.

"Shen Qingzhuo." Jiang Ye took a long puff of cigarette, his lungs hurt from choking, and suddenly said, "You said, if you have regarded a person as your brother for so many years, but the other person doesn't take you seriously at all, and even thinks that

You have too much control, what do you think?"

"You want to talk to me?" The young man held the railing with both hands, jumped easily, and sat directly on the balcony. He was wild and wild in the coldness, his eyelashes were covered with snow, and his nose was straight, and he said casually, "I'm not good at this.

"

Jiang Ye was a little disappointed and felt that he was really out of his mind. How could he think of telling Shen Qingzhuo such a thing.
Chapter completed!