Spring, summer, autumn and winter (GL)

It's hard, it's hard being a mom, and it's even harder being a mom to a gay woman in her 30s.

"Will I not be a grandma anymore?" Ms. Ding muttered to herself.

Every year on the first day of the new year, it seems that it is not very useful to burn incense and worship Buddha every year?Is she not sincere enough?

Ms. Ding sighed, it seemed that Shi Ci was hopeless, she glanced at Shi Hai who was sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, and sighed again, feeling her heart was even colder.

Shi Ci was distracted when he drove back to school, the street lamps were emitting a faint light, and the white fine particles were scattered like gold.

After refueling the car at the gas station, she came out, staring at the snowy night in a daze.

He took out his phone and took a photo.

I really miss her tweets, and I really want to send them to her.

Missing so many moments and moments that can be shared, how ridiculous the previous unwillingness and resentment are at this moment, and so insignificant in front of Missing.

Shi Ci immediately drove back to school, and hurried back to the house. As soon as he lost his keys and mobile phone, he went to pack his luggage, threw a few pieces of clothing randomly, and went to the dressing table to touch a few bottles of skin care products. His face was messy, and his hair was messy, mixed with snowflakes.

She took off her coat, and simply went to the bathroom to take a shower and wash her hair.

At this time, the screen of her mobile phone lit up, and the word "Jiujiu" popped up, and it went dark after ten seconds.

Tang Chi didn't get through the first phone call, she was stunned, time seemed to stand still around her, and there were only snowflakes falling slowly in the world, fluffy and icy, mixed into her hair and slid down her cheeks.

After getting that album, the anticipation and hope in her heart was like a balloon that was inflated more and more. She had to come to Yancheng, and she had to come again, or the balloon would explode with a "pop".

It's already a holiday, Shi Ci should live in a house in the city.She lingered outside the gate of the community for a while, followed people into the gate, and came to the building where Shi Ci lived. She didn't have a key card, so she could only wait downstairs.

She summoned up her courage and finally dialed Shi Ci's cell phone.

The moment she was not connected, she was stunned, her whole body suddenly slid to the ground as if she had lost her bones, and she squatted on the ground. After a while, she turned around and walked slowly. After all, she still couldn't help wiping the corners of her eyes.

The more you wipe the more tears.

My heart is not without grievances.

Tang Chi thought blankly, does she still have the right to be wronged?Maybe Shi Ci already has a new girlfriend, so everything she did was in vain, right?

No, these are all her guesses, maybe in places and moments she doesn't know, Shi Ci is just like her state of mind at this time.

Tang Chi wiped away his tears and dialed again.

Still didn't pick up.

She was wiping the corners of her eyes as she walked, when a voice from behind called her, "Hey, hello..." The community security guards in uniform were patrolling, seeing Tang Chi's eyes strangely, he sized her up and asked, "Which building do you live in?" ?”

Tang Chi wiped her face in embarrassment, and was about to answer when her cell phone vibrated.

Tang Chi's heart skipped a beat for a moment, and he ignored the question next to him. The moment he got connected, he didn't have time to speak, and his vision was already blurred.

Shi Ci's anxious voice pierced through the air, "Chirp, Chirp, I'm sorry, I was washing my hair just now...you..."

Tang Chi's heartbeat revived, but he was still choked up and unable to make a sound.

"Jiujiu..." Shi Ci said anxiously, "You are..."

"Hey, why are you crying? I just asked which building you live in? Did you quarrel with your family?" The security guard next to her was still asking her, his voice was not low, and Shi Ci obviously heard it, she sucked it In one breath, he seemed to ask in disbelief: "Jiujiu, are you with me? Are you downstairs?"

Tang Chi let out a choked "um" from his throat.

"Give the phone to that person, and I'll talk to him."

After a few minutes of confusion, Tang Chi went back to Shi Ci's downstairs and waited for her to come down.

The night was dry and silent, and the fine snow was faint. Her anticipation was mixed with trepidation, fearing that it would disappear before reaching the ground like this snow.

Tang Chi didn't look at the glass door, but the moment the inner elevator door opened, she subconsciously turned around and saw a familiar figure.

Shi Ci ran out, her hair was draped over her shoulders, she was wearing white house clothes, and she was walking in a hurry.

Looking straight over, she raised her hand to swipe her card, and opened the glass door. The wind and snow wrapped her hair, and she raised her hand to open it.

Tang Chi looked at her, and before she could blink, she was already in front of him.

Tang Chi's lips moved slightly, Shi Ci's breath was short of breath, and the two looked at each other through the fluttering snow spots, neither of them spoke.

Tang Chi lowered his head and saw the indoor slippers under Shi Ci's feet.Light-coloured snow mixed with dirt on the ground.

She raised her eyes to look at Shi Ci, Shi Ci pursed her lower lip, and her eyes turned red.

A very short time, but a long time can not breathe.

Tang Chi was already so cold that he didn't feel the whole body, only his heart was still beating violently. She couldn't take it anymore, so she pulled the corner of her lower lip with difficulty, Shi Ci's shoulders trembled, and he stretched out his hand to hold her, "Chirp."

Tang Chi's hands were cold, and Shi Ci's warm body temperature covered her for a few seconds before she shivered.

Shi Ci bit her lower lip, and the pain spread fiercely from her heart. She tightly grasped Tang Chi's hand, and pulled her away, "Go home first."

Tang Chi was dragged away by her, in a trance, sometimes watching her face, sometimes watching her holding his hand, sometimes looking at the slippers under her feet, until she entered the glass door, she realized and stopped. .