Look at each other, smile and warm [GL]

Snow had accumulated outside, and the road surface was covered with melted water. Pedestrians passed by cautiously, and Xu Jiao could see that the mist they exhaled condensed into thick frost.

The bookstore was about to close, the boss looked at her hesitantly, and she was the only one waiting for her to leave.

I thought I was a student, but I was embarrassed to drive people away.

Xu Jiao consciously packed up her things and opened the door to go out. She was shocked by the cold air outside, but she still walked a little farther so that the boss could close the door.

Holding a stack of books in her hand, she originally only used to take her own, but she still took Song Qing's copy, so it was a double copy, which was a bit heavy.

After walking for a while, she felt that her hands were frozen. She didn't wear gloves, and the air outside was icy cold. The ground was slippery, and she couldn't walk steadily. She leaned against the eaves.

It started to snow again, and Xu Jiao shrank her neck, fearing that the snow would get into her collar and turn into water in her clothes, which would be uncomfortable.

Song Qing sent her a message, and she read it empty-handed, saying that she had arrived at the bookstore, and Xu Jiao was about to return when she heard someone talking.

"I'll be home when you come back to me." Song Qing stood not far away, watching her slow movements, a little funny.

Xu Jiao immediately said, "Why did you come here?"

Song Qing stepped forward to take the book in her hand, and held her hand. Xu Jiao was afraid of slipping and leaned against her, "Why did you finish eating so early?"

"Is it very early?" Song Qing's expression was natural, he couldn't see any joy or anger, and naturally he couldn't see the result of the dinner table.

Xu Jiao looked up at her, the streetlights shone on the two of them, Song Qing's straight nose was sunk in two shadows, which just covered the expression in his eyes.

Snow fell on the top of the two of them, Xu Jiao's heart suddenly moved, she reached out and tiptoed to grab the snow on her head, Song Qing was not prepared, she was pulled off by her, almost slipped, Xu Jiao was startled, and died catch her.

Song Qing helped the railing next to him, but fortunately he didn't fall to the ground, and said with a smile: "It's a big crowd, you can go home as you please."

Xu Jiao was still in shock, and when she heard her words, she was almost out of breath, "Can you be more serious."

The two stood up straight, Song Qing grabbed her hard, "Don't fall again."

Xu Jiao nodded, and walked side by side with her, stepping on the snow, leaving a series of footprints, which were covered by the snow behind, as if they had never walked.

"Let's... go to the north to study." Xu Jiao said suddenly, and Song Qing glanced at her, "Why?"

Xu Jiao blushed, obviously very cold, "There is snow in the north, and there is heating, so you can build a snowman, and it's far away."

"The score line...isn't too high." Xu Jiao blinked and looked at her.

Song Qing couldn't help laughing, it was a good reason, and nodded, "Very good, let me see which school is better."

Xu Jiao exhaled, she was really embarrassed to tell Song Qing about this, she knew Song Qing was waiting for her to figure it out, but she was a little embarrassed to say it herself.

When she got home, Ms. Wu waited for a long time. Seeing Song Qing froze for a moment, she subconsciously asked, "Where's your father?"

After asking, she was surprised when she saw Xu Jiao behind Song Qing, "Xu Jiao, why did you come back with Song Qing?"

"I went to buy textbooks, and I was trapped by snow." Xu Jiao smiled, and Ms. Wu realized that she had always thought that Xu Jiao was at home, and she was only thinking about Song Qing, and didn't notice when she went out .

Hurriedly urging them to take a bath, Xu Jiao went up first, Song Qing obviously had something to say, when Xu Jiao went up, she heard Song Qing say: "...my dad didn't eat with me."

Xu Jiao didn't hear what Ms. Wu said.

After taking a comfortable bath, I felt quite lazy when I came out, and Song Qing didn't know if she came up or not.

The calendar on the desk is coming to an end, and the new year is coming soon.

When Xu Jiao went downstairs in the middle of the night, she saw in a daze the dark lights were on in the living room, Song Qing and Ms. Wu, Father Song were sitting at the dining table, not knowing what to talk about, before Xu Jiao could react, she saw three people stared at her startled.

Father Song got up, "Let's talk about something tomorrow, and you guys should go to bed earlier."

Ms. Wu went up with her.

Xu Jiao watched them leave, and Song Qing suddenly asked, "Do you want some water?"

Xu Jiao turned around and nodded, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Song Qing smiled, thought for a while, and said flatly: "My mother... cut off ties with me."

Hearing this, Xu Jiao choked up her throat all of a sudden, as if someone knocked on her heart, is it the second time?Song Qing's second time...

Song Qing smiled, "Don't worry, I'm not the kid I used to be, this result is expected."

"But you never expected this result." Xu Jiao went to sit next to her, Song Qing grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently, "I expected it, because this is the best result."

Without this profit-seeking family, Xu Jiao will not be bothered by these people in the future.

"Have you decided which university to go to?" Xu Jiao changed the subject.

Song Qing thought for a while, "Not yet, let's see tomorrow."

"One city is fine, and one province is fine." Xu Jiao was not sure after speaking, and added: "One direction is also fine."

Song Qing couldn't help laughing, and pinched her ear with the other hand, "Don't worry about it, I said yes, it depends on what major you choose."

"What's your major?"

Song Qing didn't say anything, but Xu Jiao guessed it in her heart.

"Why don't I drive the excavator..." Xu Jiao said suddenly, Song Qing almost didn't bring it up, and looked at her with raised eyebrows, "What kind of ideal do you have?"

"The excavator wants me." Xu Jiao cried, and Song Qing sighed, "It's not that exaggerated. There is still one semester. If we really can't, let's repeat it together."

"No." Xu Jiao became angry all of a sudden, the first in the grade and the first in the province repeated the study with herself, then she would be a sinner through the ages.

"I don't want a school, I want a city."

Xu Jiao assured, and Song Qing also nodded and assured: "Well, I will fight for it too."

On New Year's Eve, the house was very lively, and the servants didn't go back. During the Chinese New Year, I brought some family members to live here. The servants have a special place to stay. Behind the villa, the family usually doesn't go there very often.

Ms. Wu arranged the meals early and let them go to celebrate the New Year first.

Xu Jiao and Song Qi hung lanterns at the door, every floor had to be hung, Xu Jiao held a small red lantern in her hand, Song Qing stepped on the ladder.

"Happy New Year." After the last lantern was hung, Song Qing said with a smile, Xu Jiao also smiled and blessed, Song Qing suddenly pulled her over, held her cheeks, and kissed her hard, "New Year Happy forever, my darling."

Xu Jiao blushed unreasonably, looking at the eyes that were close at hand, they were Song Qing's eyes, and inside was her own reflection, with a rippling light.

Xu Jiao pushed her away and went down to help Ms. Wu prepare meals.

Father Song was handing out red envelopes and blessings to the employees with his mobile phone, while watching the red wine on the table drooling.

The last time Song Qing went to the Song Group's annual meeting, it was a formal introduction. As soon as it came out, Song Qing's mother immediately made a fuss and almost came to the door, but was stopped by Song's father.

Grandpa Song Qing was so angry about Song Qing's mother and his cheap son that he was hospitalized, and he will spend this year in the hospital.

Grandma Song was very happy. When she was in a good mood, she went to see if the old man was dead. If she was in a bad mood, she sat at home and counted the money. Those guys who were eyeing him, lived their own year as usual, and asked Song Qing and the others to go there on the first day of the new year. .

For a while, the Song family's popularity suddenly changed. With Grandpa Song's illness, the family was very happy.

Xu Jiao guessed that there were other secrets, but it was hard for her to ask, so she took it as the obvious.

Xu Jiao and Song Jie sat in a row, and Song Qing sat in a row with Ms. Wu.

Father Song gave the child a red envelope, and Xu Jiao accepted it with a smile.

"There are more people in the family this year." Father Song said with a smile, looking at Xu Jiao meaningfully. Xu Jiao pursed her lips and remained silent. Ms. Wu also smiled awkwardly. with a deeper meaning.

"Come on for the college entrance examination, I wish you all the best in the exam." Father Song didn't say anything more at the end.

Song Qing reached out to pick up the vegetables, and Xu Jiao moved her chopsticks immediately. Whatever he meant, after eating, Song Qing had his own ideas.

It was only nine o'clock after dinner. Father Song and Ms. Wu were going to see Grandpa Song. Although they were happy, they still had to put on a show.

Song Jie was at home, and he sneaked out after a while. There are still his little friends in the community.

Only Xu Jiao and Song Qing were left, and the servants were not there.

Song Qing stretched out his hand to hold her, "Let's go upstairs."

Of course it's not the third floor, it's the small attic, which has also been decorated inside, with a New Year's atmosphere, red lanterns hanging, and red sofas. Looking through the glass windows, you can see fireworks blooming in the distance. Can't you hear it? To the sound, quiet and beautiful.

The two stood side by side, Xu Jiao sighed, and began to frown, "What if I don't pass the exam?"

She felt that she was about to suffer from pre-examination syndrome, Song Qing said with a smile: "I will go to whichever city you go to, it's all the same."

"It's different." Xu Jiao looked at her, "You are the best one."

"Who said that?" Song Qing laughed, "I'm only suitable for what I want."

The author has something to say: I can't finish writing, I live at a colleague's house, and my colleague won't allow me to write, she thinks it's too noisy, I must start early tomorrow, otherwise I won't be able to wait until this month to start the episode.