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The snow is gradually getting bigger.

On a Wednesday night, the snow came and went and looked like normal snow.Fang Zhaomu had no class on Thursday, and slept until nine o'clock. He went downstairs to look. The snowplow had already shoveled the road in front of his house, and there was no obstacle to walking.

Fang Zhaomu didn't eat well if he didn't go to class, so he went to the intersection bakery to buy a bunch of bread and went home, and read books all day.

The windows of his house are made of frosted texture, so you can’t see what’s going on outside from the inside. On Friday morning, Fang Zhaomu got up and opened the window to see that it was overwhelmingly white outside, and even a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the top of the street lamps.

The snow was still falling, Fang Zhaomu had class in the afternoon, he was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, thinking how could he go to class.After closing the window, Fang Zhaomu had an idea, and ran to check the mailbox and the school's official website, but found no notice of class suspension. He was very disappointed and was about to close the page, but the mailbox reminded that there was a new email.

He immediately cheered up and clicked into the unread mailbox. The suffix of the school mailbox was what he wanted, but the prefix was Song Yuanxun.Song Yuanxun sent Fang Zhaomu an email, asking if Fang Zhaomu had class at [-] o'clock this afternoon.

Thinking of the back of Song Yuanxun walking in the snow step by step yesterday, Fang Zhaomu was a little soft-hearted. He didn't block Song Yuanxun's mailbox, but he didn't plan to return it. He deleted the email as if he didn't see it, and then began to look forward to the school morning Send him a suspension notice.

Fang Zhaomu's dream was officially shattered at twelve o'clock. He hadn't received any new emails, and the class still had to go, so he had to put on the galoshes he bought a long time ago, and a pair of large pair of overshoes over his normal going out clothes. He put on his windbreaker, put on the hat and went downstairs.

Fang Zhaomu opened the door, and a large and conspicuous black off-road vehicle parked in front of the building.When Fang Zhaomu walked out, the car window came down, revealing Song Yuanxun's face.

Song Yuanxun was wearing a medical mask, and said to Zhaomu naturally, "Let's go."

The voice is still a little hoarse.

Fang Zhaomu really wanted to ask him if it was too cold to catch a cold when he walked back with him the night before yesterday, but he held back and didn't ask, didn't say hello, just walked into the snow without seeing him, and stepped on the snow carefully.

Before walking a few steps, the sound of the car door closing came from behind Fang Zhaomu. Fang Zhaomu didn't turn his head, but heard Song Yuanxun cough behind him, and knew that he got out of the car and followed.

Fang Zhaomu walked half a street, during which Song Yuanxun coughed seven times behind him, Fang Zhaomu couldn't take it anymore, turned back and stared at Song Yuanxun who was three meters away from him.Seeing him turn around and come back, Song Yuanxun didn't leave, and looked at Fang Zhaomu through the snow.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Fang Zhaomu sighed, decided to compromise once, and walked over.He walked up to Song Yuanxun, but Song Yuanxun still didn't move, Fang Zhaomu had no choice but to stretch out his hand and gently push Song Yuanxun, and helplessly said to him: "Forget it, let's get in the car."

Song Yuanxun walked back to the car with Fang Zhaomu.

The car was very warm, completely different from the icy and snowy outside. After Fang Zhaomu sat down, he glanced at Song Yuanxun, and couldn't help but whispered to him, "I've got a cold, what can I do."

Song Yuanxun started the car, but didn't say a word, Fang Zhaomu said again: "Isn't it very capable to drive at night, what to do after getting out of the car and walking."

Song Yuanxun coughed again and drove quietly.The speed of the car was slow in snowy weather, but Fang Zhaomu's house was not far away, and he arrived under the teaching building in 10 minutes.Fang Zhaomu was too lazy to think about how Song Yuanxun knew that he was in class here. After thanking Song Yuanxun, he was just about to get off the car when Song Yuanxun finally said: "I'll wait for you downstairs, I'll take you back after class .”

Fang Zhaomu quickly had nothing to do with Song Yuanxun, and persuaded him nicely: "You should go home to recuperate."

Song Yuanxun didn't answer, it seemed that he wasn't going to go home, Fang Zhaomu was afraid of being late, so he didn't say any more, and went to class first.

After two hours of class and going downstairs, Fang Zhaomu was not surprised to see Song Yuanxun sitting in the waiting area on the ground floor.Song Yuanxun put a laptop on his lap, and Zhou Meng was standing beside him, and the two were talking.

Seeing Fang Zhaomu coming down, Song Yuanxun returned the computer to Zhou Meng, put on the mask again, stood up, and walked towards Fang Zhaomu.

Song Yuanxun is tall, wearing a good coat, walking with the wind, his eyes on Fang Zhaomu's body without moving, and striding over, it reminds Fang Zhaomu of the first time he saw Song Yuanxun .

At that time, Fang Zhaomu saw Song Yuanxun the first time he walked into the laboratory. He thought Song Yuanxun was pretty.It's just that later he dawdled over to Song Yuanxun's side to ask questions, wanting to get to know Song Yuanxun, but Song Yuanxun didn't want to talk to him.

Fang Zhaomu thought about it for several months, tossing and turning in the long late nights when he couldn't find anyone to chat with, and couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

"Mu Mu, the snow is too heavy." Song Yuanxun walked up to Fang Zhaomu, and said to him as if he was afraid of scaring Fang Zhaomu, as if explaining why he was waiting.

Fang Zhaomu was in a complicated mood, and Song Yuanxun was too close, he was not very comfortable, so he took a step back.

Song Yuanxun was stunned when he saw Fang Zhaomu's actions, and then said to Fang Zhaomu, "Just give it away."

The sick Song Yuanxun spoke with a dry and hoarse voice, which was pitiful, but Fang Zhaomu finally got into Song Yuanxun's car.

Watching Song Yuanxun fasten his seat belt, Fang Zhaomu said to Song Yuanxun, "Thank you."

Fang Zhaomu didn't want to procrastinate with Song Yuanxun any longer.What's more, not everyone drives to school, and there is always a way to come without class suspension.

But Song Yuanxun was ill, and Fang Zhaomu was a person who easily softened his heart. He said "the last time" in his mouth, turned his head to look at Song Yuanxun's sick face wearing a mask, and did not say anything for 10 minutes.

"Blizzard warning," Song Yuanxun looked ahead, and suddenly said, "There should be a class suspension notice on the weekend."

After a while, Fang Zhaomu responded: "Really."

"Is there anything to eat at home?" Song Yuanxun asked Fang Zhaomu.

Fang Zhaomu thought for a while, and said truthfully, "I have some bread."

"Go buy it now," Song Yuanxun stopped the car and was about to turn around. Seeing Fang Zhaomu's hesitant expression, he said again, "It may take a long time. I also have something to buy, so I'll take you along the way."

Fang Zhaomu thought about it, and felt that he really had to go shopping, so he said, "Thank you. Sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble." Song Yuanxun said.

The carriage was quiet for a long time, and when he saw the big supermarket sign from a distance, Song Yuanxun suddenly spoke, and he said to Fang Zhaomu, "I should have taken you there when you went shopping."

"Seeing you push so many things, I want to pick you up, so I stand there and wait for you."

Fang Zhaomu didn't think about it anymore, and he didn't want to listen to Song Yuanxun anymore.After hearing a few words, Fang Zhaomu's heart was filled with sourness and discomfort, but Song Yuanxun would not stop if he didn't speak to stop it.

"I heard your voice, I didn't laugh at you," Song Yuanxun's tone was calm and sincere, he spoke slowly, as if he was afraid of Fang Zhaomu's anger, but also seemed to be trying to speak, "You know, you Send me these, I like it before it's too late, how can I laugh at you."

Compared with more than half a month ago, there is one less wooden hotel door between Fang Zhaomu and Song Yuanxun, and more snow outside the car.

Song Yuanxun was sitting next to Fang Zhaomu's hand. They were very close when the lights were turned off, and they didn't talk properly after turning on the lights.

Fang Zhaomu felt that Song Yuanxun was a really bad person, with a lot of scheming and honesty on the surface, but in fact he was always taking advantage of Fang Zhaomu's soft-heartedness.As long as Song Yuanxun is given a chance, Song Yuanxun can catch Fang Zhaomu's weakness and shake Fang Zhaomu's determination.

"When I got home that time, I thought, I will definitely not let you come alone next time, and I can help you carry a bag."

Song Yuanxun parked the car in the parking space at the entrance of the shopping mall: "Here we are."

He leaned over and helped Fang Zhaomu unfasten his seat belt, so close that Fang Zhaomu subconsciously closed his eyes.Soon, Song Yuanxun politely backed away.

They each opened the door and walked into the snow.