Ye Ye Zhiqiu

As December approaches, the winter is getting stronger, and the students have already put on cotton padded jackets over their school uniforms.

Tong Qiu ran over from the opposite side pulling his schoolbag, threw himself into Han Ye'an's arms, and looked up at her: "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Han Ye'an raised his hand and brushed the broken hair around her ear, and handed her a cup of milk tea.

"Just bought it for me?" The two walked forward side by side. In the bleak winter, the warm milk tea warmed up both the body and the heart.

"I don't like to drink." Han Ye'an pressed the shutter and replied.

"I think it's pretty good, why don't you try it." She handed the cup to Han Ye'an's mouth.

Han Ye'an took a sip of her hand and commented: "It's not bad."

"You always get what I say." Tong Qiu smiled, thinking that Han Ye'an was very funny, listening to her for everything, and having known her for so long, she had never heard Han Ye'an say "no" to herself.Even if she didn't like milk tea at first, as long as she offered it to her mouth, she would not refuse it.

"It's okay to listen to you?" Han Ye'an put down the camera, reached out and pulled her right hand that was not holding milk tea, and put it into his pocket.

These little gestures appeared more and more frequently in their relationship. Tong Qiu liked and enjoyed this kind of intimacy, holding hands, hugging, or squeezing into Han Ye'an's bed when they stayed overnight. She felt that she really liked Han Ye'an, liked He wanted to break her into several pieces and rub her into every part of his life.

Han Ye'an's hair has been dyed back not long ago. Although it was pretty good before, Tong Qiu still thinks that the normal black color matches her better, making her look whiter and her facial features more three-dimensional. Every time she looks down at her with a smile She would feel her heart pounding.

On the weekend of the next day, Tong Qiu wakes up and finds that the outside is exceptionally bright. As soon as the curtains are opened, he is stunned by the world wrapped in white outside.

"Mom! It's snowing! It's snowing!"

"The girl is crazy." Mother Tong complained to her husband. "It's like I haven't seen it before."

Father Tong looked down at the newspaper, and just smiled helplessly when he heard the words.

"Mom, I want to go out." Tong Qiu dressed while running, "I'm going to find Han Ye'an!"

Mama Tong didn't have time to refuse, she just told her before she opened the door: "Be careful on the road, don't drag people around!"

"She has such a good relationship with that girl, why don't you see her bringing someone back to play?" Father Tong asked.

"As long as she doesn't fall in love with the child, I don't care about it." Mother Tong got up and went to the kitchen, "I saw that girl last time when she was taking her home. She was really kind to our daughter and polite. It’s nice to have friends like that.”

Last time she went out to make soy sauce, and when she came back, she happened to meet the little girl in black, who was arranging her scarf, and told her to be careful when she was doing English listening. Although she was a little surprised when she saw her, she immediately fell in love with her. Say hello.The little girl is pretty and looks quiet, which pleases her quite a lot.

Father Tong smiled, "I didn't say anything, it's a good thing to make many friends."

Tong Qiu ran to Qiushui Street on the snow early in the morning. She has been running here since the last time she was drunk, and sometimes stayed overnight. Tong's parents and Mrs. Han are used to it.

Wang Xiao happened to see her when he opened the door, and greeted her angrily, "Xiaoqiu is here so early!" It was only after seven o'clock, and the sky was not yet full.

"Brother Xiao!" Tong Qiu was wearing a large white down jacket and a pink wool hat, standing in the snow like a chubby rabbit.

"They shouldn't be up yet, come here and sit down first?"

Just as Tong Qiu was about to say yes, the door opened in front of her, and Han Ye'an opened the door for her wrapped in a big coat

Tong Qiu quickly pushed the person in after seeing it, "Go in quickly, don't catch a cold."

Han Ye'an had already reached the door, but Tong Qiu didn't follow her. Looking back, Bai Tuanzi was carefully walking past her footsteps.

The snow is soft, even if you step on it once, you can still hear the creaking sound. Tong Qiu wraps his arms around his clothes and looks at his toes, as if he is performing some kind of ritual.

"What are you doing?" Han Ye'an asked.

When she disturbed her, Tong Qiu lost his footing and fell to his knees. Han Ye'an let out a laugh, and hurried over to help her.

Tong Qiu raised his eyes and glared at her, "It's all your fault, what a piece of snow, I sat in a hole..."

Han Ye'an smiled until his eyes rolled, "Yes, it's my fault, get up quickly."

"Is grandma still awake?" Tong Qiu patted the snow on his body and asked.

"No." Han Ye'an replied, and went to the side to pour water for her after speaking.

Recently, the old lady has been feeling more and more. Sometimes she will sleep until after nine o'clock in the morning, and fall asleep before it is dark at night.Han Ye'an also wanted to comfort herself because it was cold and lazy, but she couldn't help thinking that she was going to be [-] years old, and her body was not considered strong.

Han Ye'an made breakfast, and Tong Qiu also went to the kitchen to help her. Han Ye'an didn't allow her to touch the cold water, so she helped peel some garlic, and the two chatted and laughed from time to time in the small kitchen.

The old lady got up just in time for breakfast, saw the yard covered with snow, and ordered: "Sweep the snow after dinner later, and warm up your body."

"Okay!" Tong Qiu happily agreed.

The small courtyard is not big, and it won't take long to sweep the snow. After sweeping his own yard, Wang Xiao came here to help, carrying a few molds in his hand.

"Brother Xiao, what did you take?" Tong Qiu asked.

"Playing with snow." He broke open the mold, poured some snow into it, and when it was poured out, it was in the shape of a duckling.

Under the eaves, the old lady watched the two childish ghosts arrange a row of ducklings and rabbits by the flowerbed, with a smile on her face.

Han Ye'an put down the shovel and walked over, pulled a stool and sat down beside her.

"Why don't you go play?" The old lady turned to look at her.

"Grandma." Han Ye'an called her and didn't speak again.

The old lady sighed.Her little granddaughter looks unkind, but she is actually more sensitive than anyone else. Han Ye'an is as cold to outsiders as she is to her family. It's just that she is not good at expressing herself, let alone asking questions.

With his hands wrapped around the familiar temperature, Han Ye'an turned to look at her with deep worry in his eyes.

"Winter will always come, life and death are fate, and no one can escape." She has lived for so many years, and she has seen so many life and death, she no longer cares about these things.The son and daughter-in-law left, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man away. It was the darkest period of her life. For her granddaughter, she survived.But after all, she is a person in her 80s and [-]s. She can feel the aging that is carried through her body by time. She knows that she can't stay with her Xiao An for long.

"Grandma..." Han Ye'an couldn't listen anymore, she knelt down and buried her head on the old lady's knee, trying to comfort herself like she did every time she was wronged.

"Han..." Tong Qiu was having fun with Wang Xiao, when he turned his head to see this scene, he suddenly fell silent.

Under the snow-covered eaves, the girl was lying on the lap of the old man, with such a soft posture.This picture is as beautiful as a medieval oil painting, quiet and peaceful, but it makes Tong Qiu feel sore from the bottom of his heart.

Until the snow was swept away, Tong Qiu felt depressed, and the image lingered in her mind. She always felt that she saw unprecedented sadness in Han Ye'an's back, but the other party was too good at disguising her emotions. There was nothing strange, which left her nowhere to put her distressed.

The two were walking on the way to Central Park, Tong Qiu suddenly pulled his hand out of his pocket, put it into Han Ye'an's pocket, and clasped her hand.

Han Yean looked back at her.

The girl with naturally smiling eyes raised her head and smiled at her, "I like to pull you."

The white air from Kazakhstan scattered in the minus five degrees air, warming Han Ye'an's heart.

"Ah."

"I'll hold you for the rest of my life, okay?" Tong Qiu said.

She didn't know how to express her inner feelings at the moment, and she could only speak this sentence like a child's joke.She doesn't want Han Ye'an to be sad, doesn't want her to worry, doesn't want her to be isolated from the world, but doesn't want her to have too much.

She wants to share everything about herself with her, but wants to monopolize everything about her.

Han Ye'an lowered her eyes and squeezed her hand: "Okay."

You don't know, this has always been my most sincere, deepest, most unshakable wish and goal.

When she uttered this word, Tong Qiu felt that all the depression in her heart dissipated, like a tightly locked door was suddenly opened, and outside the door were fireworks blooming, gorgeous and spectacular, dazzled her.

She took a step closer, tiptoed and kissed Han Ye'an's left cheek.Gently and delicately, it was more like a kiss than a kiss.It's just two people who are still ignorant and don't understand the difference between the two.

She had just retreated when a burst of music suddenly sounded not far away, the sounds of the saxophone and the accordion were particularly ear-catching.

"What are you doing?" Tong Qiu took Han Ye'an's hand and followed the music.

The closer they got, the clearer the voice was. It was a group of people yelling, "Promise him! Promise him! Promise him..."

"Are you proposing?" Tong Qiu's eyes lit up, "Let's go!" As he spoke, he dragged Han Ye'an into the group of passers-by, and began to boo.

Han Ye'an let go of her hand, took a few steps back, and raised the camera.

The sudden miss of his right hand made Tong Qiu turn his head, and crashed into the viewfinder frame in front of Han Ye'an.

There was a hint of doubt on the girl's face, her ears were reddened by the winter wind, and her eyes were clear and clean. Behind her were cheering crowds, young men who had successfully proposed marriage, saxophone and accordion players, and...

"Oh!"

The bouquet flew towards her head.

"Pfft..." Han Ye'an smiled and froze the scene.

"Little girl, how old is this year!" Someone behind asked.

Tong Qiu smiled and picked up the bouquet that jumped off her head, turned around, "You're still young, let's throw it again, sister!"

"The little girl is on the road!" Someone happily ran over and took the flowers in her hand.

Tong Qiu smiled and leaned against Han Ye'an, looking at the group of people, "It's so romantic."

"In the future, there will be a young man who will prepare these for you." Han Ye'an said.

The ordinary wishes made Tong Qiu's heart skip a beat.After imagining that scene, she realized that she wasn't looking forward to it at all, and even resisted it.

The author has something to say:

One is straight and can be teased, and the other is naturally curved.

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