Light Snow to Beginning of Spring GL

He Xueyan's dream seemed to be very long, but he was vague and couldn't remember what kind of dream it was.

She woke up in the early morning, the sky was shining through the light blue hospital curtains, the gloomy sky outside was clear and white, and the smog was blown away by a strong night's wind.She nestled in Bai Linyu's arms, looked at those lights, and then remembered that today was the first day she lost her mother.

She chewed on the meaning of this incident, slowly breathed in the air in the ward full of disinfectant water, let the indescribable gas fill her lungs, held it in for a long time, and had to exhale again, her heart was sour, her mind The scene in the movie is when I was in elementary school, I was alone in the classroom, waiting for my mother to pick me up from work, and I waited for a long time, but no one came.

That person may not come.

He Xueyan pursed her lips and lifted the quilt. She didn't let the tears fall, as if everything was going on as usual. Bai Linyu was awakened by her movement, and she yelled Xueyan in a daze. He Xueyan looked at her sideways, pulled the quilt and covered her up Said: "I have to deal with the affairs of mother's death, you should sleep a little longer."

Bai Linyu got up to look at her, frowned slightly and pulled her arm: "Are you okay?"

He Xueyan was holding her hair by the bed, turned her head and whispered to her: "I'm fine." After a pause, he said, "Lin Yu, I didn't tell you anything."

"What?" Bai Linyu looked at her expression, she thought that He Xueyan was just trying to show her not so fragile, but she didn't see her panic, He Xueyan's dark eyes were unexpectedly calm, and she spoke to her softly: "When I was in the third grade of elementary school, my father was on a business trip for a while, and my mother was responsible for picking me up to school. It was raining heavily that day, and other parents picked up their children early. My mother said she would pick me up, so I just waited in the classroom. She didn't come until the rain stopped and it was dark."

"She's busy with work, is she late?" Bai Linyu didn't understand why she mentioned this.

He Xueyan shook her head and said: "No, she just didn't come. It was the first time I walked back home by myself that day. I walked home for an hour." She recalled the past: "When I went back, I Mom draws at home. I lie on the window sill and watch her draw in the study, she is very serious."

Bai Linyu reached out to hold her hand, trying to persuade her, but He Xueyan lowered her head and said calmly, "From that day on, I learned to go home by myself. Only then did I realize that there is nothing to be afraid of."

Bai Linyu nodded, and wanted to reach out to hug her, but felt that she might not need it: "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat, it might be busy later."

He Xueyan pulled her hair, was close to her, and looked at her from a distance, and nodded slowly for a long time.Bai Linyu then went to the ground to wash up, put on a coat and a scarf, and went downstairs to the cafeteria to help her buy some porridge.In the early morning light, the publishing house's vehicles can already be seen hurrying up.

He Xueyan still didn't make it in time for dinner, dressed solemnly in black, took her younger brother and her sister to deliver the old man's body to the car.Bai Linyu was far away, seeing that figure was busy, he still threw the porridge into the trash can first, and went to help with other things: "I was watching your father in the hospital, you guys go to attend to the funeral."

He Xueyan nodded, and hurried into the car due to time constraints.Looking back at Bai Linyu who was standing at the entrance of the hospital, he closed the car window, sighed a long time, and leaned on the shoulder of his brother next to him.

He Xueshan was wearing a black overcoat, with a delicate and delicate appearance, her eyes were red and swollen, she lowered her head and said, "Second Sister, I want to come back from the United States, my mother is gone, you and Eldest Sister, Dad should have someone to take care of you."

But He Xueyan shook his head and said, "If you like it there, you don't need to come back." After a pause, he looked up at him, reached out to help him straighten his hair and said, "Eldest sister, she's fine, and I'm fine, I'll take care of it." Dad. If you want to come back, you have to make sure that you really like this place before you come back. There is no need to talk about taking care of us for so many years. I hope you can live a good life by yourself. "

He Xueshan didn't communicate with her much since he was a child. He only remembered that she was very quiet and her appearance was most similar to her mother when she was young. It can be said that she was exactly the same.

"We are a family. If I don't take care of you, who should I take care of?" He Xueshan asked.

He is only 23 years old and has already completed his Ph.D., but his emotional expression is a bit dull. He Xueyan looked at him and replied: "Take care of yourself. The most important thing is to take care of yourself first."

She spoke from the bottom of her heart, and she thought about it for a long time. The people around her stumbled and stumbled. It seemed that the injustice of the heavens, or the rough and rough fate, were mostly traded by themselves, and they had no one to blame.

If everyone took care of themselves first, and didn't shoot themselves in the foot by lifting rocks and making things difficult for themselves, wouldn't things in this world be much smoother.

He Xueyan stopped arguing too much with his younger brother, and followed the car all the way to the mourning hall, where there were white flowers everywhere, elegiac couplets like waves, and the sound of crying.

He Xueyan saw familiar people in those dangling figures, in the solemn mourning, in front of his mother's coffin.

Yan Fei accompanied the club leaders to deliver the elegiac couplets, wearing a black coat, looking haggard and thin.

The leaders of the club presented flowers and mourned in silence. Yan Fei stood in the back row and followed the crowd to shake hands with the family members.She didn't want to come, but it was such a big event, she had to dig out her only black coat, put away her makeup, and followed the crowd to mourn.

The line was so long, Yan Fei saw He Xueyan bowing and shaking hands with people over and over again, the club leaders and those officials surrounded her, saying comforting words, Yan Fei thought why Xueyan would hide behind her sister, but the truth is, Her sister hid behind her.

He Xueyan was dressed in a black suit, and listened calmly to those fuzzy-faced leaders talking about their comfort. It seemed that what needed to be comforted more was the various visiting guests. They cried emotionally, recalled each other and the artistic friendship of the deceased , He Xueyan hugged them and comforted them.

Yan Fei moved his steps and finally walked in front of her.

Looking at each other, Yan Fei took a breath, and for some reason, her nose became sore and she shed tears.

He Xueyan looked at her, shook hands with her, and went up to give her a hug.Yan Fei politely said the sentence of mourning and obedience, He Xueyan answered well, paused, and when she let go, said: "When are you leaving?"

Yan Fei burst into tears and said, "It's 14 next month."

He Xueyan nodded, and replied lightly: "Don't leave, just wait for me."

Yan Fei agreed blankly, and then turned her head to look at her all the time, but there were too many people behind to offer flowers, so she had to leave first, retreated to the back row, and watched He Xueyan perform her filial piety in front of the hall.

The crowd came and went, gathered and scattered, Yan Fei didn't remember how long she had waited, she only remembered that He Xueyan asked her to wait, she waited until the middle of the night, she was about to fall asleep in the tea room, and finally saw He Xueyan pushed the door in.

The curtain call ended in chaos outside, He Xueyan was wearing a coat, Yan Fei rubbed her eyes and got up from the chair, He Xueyan looked at her and asked, "Are you cold?"

The heating in the tea room was not bad, Yan Fei shook her head: "Are you cold?"

"A little bit." He Xueyan replied, looking at the little woman in front of her quietly, Yan Fei pursed her lips, took off her scarf and went to wrap it around her: "Are you okay?"

He Xueyan shook her head: "It's not very good." She told the truth, how can a person be good when he is keeping vigil for his parents, she gently swept Yan Fei's face with her eyes, this woman who waited for her until the early morning is so pretty, her eyes are as clear as He Xueyan didn't know what else to say after soaking in the lake water. He Xueyan reached out to touch her cold cheeks, held her face in both hands, saw Yan Fei crying, and took her thumb to wipe her face. Tears, whispered: "Don't worry, I'm fine..."

He Xueyan hugged her and let her lean on his shoulders, finally at this extremely inappropriate time, hugged her in the messy tea room, and whispered to Yan Fei: "I'm fine, really." After a pause , she felt that she was much stronger than she imagined: "The death of my mother reminded me of many things. I suddenly understood..."

"What do you understand?" Yan Fei hugged her tightly, and she sucked her nose to keep herself from choking so badly.

He Xueyan stroked the hair on the back of her head, and said for no reason: "Although life is very boring, I may not have much achievements. At least, I can accompany you." A short-term disaster, so the heart is at peace.