Viola

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The flowers that have been tossed by the strong wind set off again.

Hope is blooming.

November of the third year of Yongyong

The snow was very quiet, except for the faint sound of the wind, there was no sound at all.

Except for the endless whiteness in front of my eyes, it was still white.

The violent wind and snow unscrupulously blew people and trees down, making a noise like a wild child, crushing fragile things with a beautiful gesture.However, there is probably nothing to complain about being able to die under this huge softness.

The blizzard last night was like a dream in the south, and all traces have been restrained this morning. The remains of various small creatures were buried in snow clothes, providing nutrients for the earth to regenerate.The sky that had been cleaned was cloudless and blue, and the surroundings were so quiet that it seemed lifeless.

Then, the sound of snow sinking came from far and near.

Someone was walking on the sleeping ground, and the person was struggling to lift his little feet that had fallen into the snow.

Shui Dangdangwa, who was male or female, was about to fall several times, and was so surprised that he waved his hands wildly.Putting down his feet, lifting them up again...he repeated the same movement many times, his small body swayed, and his unsteady movements looked cute and ridiculous.

But Ren Xiaoren only moved a little in the road with all his strength.

His face is as pink and tender as peaches and plums, and the fluffy hat makes it even more small and cute, tempting to take a bite.But at this moment, the little face was wrinkled into a ball, whether it was due to the freezing weather or frustration.But after walking a few steps, Shui Liang's big eyes were already red, and his small mouth pouted high willfully.

Despite the irritated whimpers, the snow still trapped his limp short legs.

The little man wanted to slap the snow to vent his anger, but when he leaned forward, his chubby body shook unsteadily.

He was completely buried in the snowdrift in a big shape.

It fell utterly perfect.

Quiet.

Then, the earth-shattering cries of ghosts and gods suddenly sounded on the quiet snowy road.

The baby didn't intend to get up, but just cried hard and cried, trembling in the snow.How painful can a snow fall be?Obviously it wasn't that painful, but he insisted on crying like he was being crushed by a boulder; even though there weren't so many tears, he insisted on spitting out all the water in his body.He just wanted to cry, to cry unluckily.Crying until he choked, he coughed and cried even more brilliantly.

The people who saw it probably didn't even care about comforting him, they could only stare and clap their hands for him.Another sound of footsteps came from behind, steady and light.He didn't seem to be in a hurry to approach the baby. After a long time, he finally walked behind the baby and stopped.

The little man who was crying so obsessively did not notice that someone was approaching, especially the pace of this person was as quiet as a cat's foot.

The visitor put his hands under the baby's armpit and lifted him up effortlessly, perhaps in a sighing tone, "Can you find a long time without crying?"

Wa'er suddenly stopped crying, her eyes widened like copper bells, and a look of fear appeared on her face.

Xiao Xiao's body froze suddenly, and was slowly pulled over by the visitor—it wasn't the appearance of the visitor that scared him into a pitiful look.On the contrary, the man's face is like a crown jade, handsome and elegant, and matched with a black suit, he looks even more arrogant on the snow.

I only think that the handsome face is as expressionless as snow, if you can lightly curl the corners of your mouth, Pan An, who has turned all living beings upside down, will come back to life again.

The man carefully brushed off the snowflakes from the baby's head, shoulders, and body, then straightened the messy clothes, and rubbed the baby's knees that didn't hurt at all... His gestures were so gentle, but the expression on his face was like that of the underworld. The child was sobbing and choking like a ghost.

The word Di was embroidered with gray thread on the corner of the man's raised sleeve, and he said in a low voice, "Don't pout your lips."

Sitting on his arm, the two-year-old baby saw that face that was not angry but mighty, his lips were puckered down, and the mist of tears filled quickly, and the unstoppable bean big teardrops seemed to be about to fall in the next moment.That appearance is very lovable.

"Don't cry." He looked at the little face in front of him who was about to cry, and ordered.

Wa'er's hands gripped the hem of his clothes tightly, his teeth were chattering, "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The man raised an eyebrow and waited.

Ignoring the warning, the baby cried wantonly.

Tears are like disconnected pearls, teaching how hard-hearted people will feel heartache seeing them.

The baby clasped the back of the man's neck with both hands, snuggled her limp body into the man's arms, and wiped her tears and nose all over him.

There are also vague words mixed in, "Ming woo... wa woo woo... Snow, snow..."

The man looked helplessly at the heavily stained skirt, and rubbed his chin against the baby's soft hair, as if hugging a small ball of fire... This softened the lines of his face, and then reached out to pat the baby's back, Be smooth for him. "Don't cry..."

Words that could barely be regarded as consolation spit out from his thin lips.

He couldn't help frowning, wondering for the umpteenth time, is his appearance really so scary?

Coincidentally, there is a word in the man's name - Xue.

Because of this, even the crying man in his arms didn't know whether he was cursing the snow that tripped him or blaming himself.

Even when this young master was born, how Lanxue wanted to take care of him with all her heart and promised to protect him, but after two years of getting along, she realized that this was just talk on paper, and the reality was so difficult that it gave him a headache.Maybe the young master was born with the wrong gender, his face is prettier than a girl's, and his greatest joy is crying.He cried so much that it made his scalp numb, and he cried so much that everyone cried for their father and mother, and moved out of the sky full of gods and Buddhas.It's like when all the babysitters are not paying attention, those who have to make an inch of "Zhang" have made great wishes-the day they will not cry, and the day they will not breastfeed.

No matter how big or small, he will do it after crying.Cry when you are sad, cry when you are happy, cry when you are angry, and cry when you are hungry.

"Master Zhan, a man does not shed tears lightly."

There was only so much he could say, anyway, the young master would just look at him with teary eyes of an abandoned puppy.

The crying gradually weakened under his comfort, and the small chest was rising and falling, and he took in big mouthfuls of air.

Unable to conquer the snow that bullied him, he simply died.He looked for a comfortable position on Lanxue's body, and coquettishly asked him to carry her away. "Hug, Snow..."

"hug……"

The posture and words of the order are the same, and if necessary, act like a baby, and send out a sweet voice that makes people's bones tingle.

Lanxue looked at the little doll clinging to her body like a koala, paused for a while, and resigned herself to picking up her steps.

The young master was very afraid of him, but also very clingy to him.What a contradiction...

Maybe he didn't realize that his expression had softened, and his lips curled up in a loving arc.Feeling the baby's dependence on him, Lanxue lost her indifference, and her warm smile made Xuejing turn pale.

Lanxue looked ahead, breathed out a breath of white moisture, and pulled up her cloak to cover the little figure in her arms.

Snow, accumulated very deep.At the time when the weather was at its worst, the wind was bitingly cold.

Early winter...

"Master Lan."

"Boss Lan and Master Zhan have returned home."

As soon as he stepped into Xiaodi's mansion, the servants around him greeted him respectfully.

Lanxue hugged the little person in her arms a little tighter, then put a finger on her lips to signal them to keep quiet, so as not to wake up the sleeping baby.

The servants understood, bowed respectfully and went about their own business.

However, not everyone in the coach's mansion is so caring...

At least the familiar yelling from far to near has no intention of stopping. "Is Zhan'er back? Really back?"

Lan Xue opened the cloak and looked at the cute sleeping face, then looked at the person who came by helplessly, and said, "Master Zhan is asleep."

After hearing this, Xiao Di Changxiu, the mighty coach of Chaoyan, collapsed his face, as if it made him more uncomfortable than resigning his position, and then complained endlessly, "It's hard to do this. Go home once..."

Since he was promoted to the head coach, he has been so busy that he often works in the palace until late at night. When he comes back, he wants to have a good time with the kids, but the sleepy kid went to find Duke Zhou again.

Xiao Di Changxiu couldn't help but flipped open the cloak and looked at his child who was hurting to the bone, "I won't wake him up..."

While saying this, he moved lightly. "I'll just take a look."

Lanxue was a little touched to see his master who had been with him for ten years, now he looked like an old man with pedophilia.

Xiao Di Changxiu let out a sigh of satisfaction when he saw the child who was sleeping soundly.His Zhan'er is still so healthy, very good...

He smiled contentedly, couldn't help the excitement in his heart, wanted to touch that tender sleeping face, but stopped before his fingertips touched his cheek, he raised his head, "Lanxue, can I do this?"

The delirious master actually asked about his wishes, but Lanxue was sincerely unable to answer.

Just because Xiao Di Changshou pampered the young masters lawlessly, those two little troublemakers felt at ease.Xiao Di Changxiu holds them in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and holds them in his mouth for fear of melting. As soon as he sees the two cunning dolls, his head is only a pile of paste, and he just knows how to smirk and follow their little buttocks. , happy to be their servants.

Xiao Di Changxiu caressed Zhan'er's cheek, feeling extremely moved.

When he found the tear stains on Zhan'er's face, he lowered his voice and said angrily, "Lanxue, you have a dead face with ice cubes, you scared him to cry again!"

It's so pitiful, it doesn't matter, there is the gentle comfort of the long-sleeved uncle.

"Zhan'er..." He murmured, wanting to feel the sweet weight, "Let me hug you."

Lanxue saw that the baby was waking up.Her young eyebrows were furrowed in protest, her eyelids trembled faintly, her small mouth was pursed and she muttered something.

He was a little worried and handed Zhan'er to Xiao Di Changshou, God knew that any expression this baby showed would drive him even more crazy.

The bosom was instantly filled with the fragrance of milk, Xiao Di Changshou looked at the little baby without blinking. "He's so cute."

As soon as Zhan'er broke away from Lanxue's familiar embrace, she immediately twisted her body in dissatisfaction, wanting to continue dreaming about his Duke Zhou.

Xiao Di Changshou couldn't help but grinned big, "Ah! Zhan'er is about to wake up! Damn me, I woke him up..."

Lanxue's eyes drifted to other places.

Come on, I have been with him for ten years, and he knows his temperament very well.At this moment, Xiao Di Changshou wished that Master Zhan would wake up immediately and play vigorously with him all day, Lanxue was sure that his master had drawn up today's schedule early in the morning.

The little man blinked his eyes with difficulty, trying to blink away the mist of tears, to see who was disturbing his sleep... Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, there was Lanxue's face in front of him?It's the big head with a disgusting smile on his face!The baby's lips trembled faintly, and then he burst into tears!

Lanxue felt extremely headache, this tearful person was tired from crying after a lot of effort and fell asleep.

Xiao Di Changshou's heartache was flooding, he couldn't stop patting Ren'er's back, "Good Zhaner, Uncle Xiu is here, don't cry, don't cry..."

Zhan'er wriggled like a small caterpillar in Xiao Di Changshou's arms, his appearance was so pitiful that those who didn't know thought he had encountered a ghost.

Zhan'er dodges from left to right to avoid Xiao Di Changshou's clutches, and finally finds Lanxue standing aside, so she lays half on her stomach, her little hands tightly clutching Lanxue's clothes, her tearful eyes staring at Lanxue. Lanxue called for help, crying and trying to escape from the strange man in front of her.

"Zhan'er, it's me! Uncle Changshou who loves you the most, have you forgotten?" Xiao Di Changshou hugged the little man anxiously, fearing that he would fall to the ground.

This move forced Zhan'er to pull Lanxue's sleeve even harder.

It was because she knew it was you that she cried miserably, Lanxue thought to herself.

Xiao Di Changshou's expression turned sad.Zhan'er just wanted to return to Lanxue's arms blindly, but after not seeing him for a short time, Zhan'er ignored him, so he wanted to cry but had no tears. "Don't cry, I'll buy Tangtang for you later..."

Zhan'er cried even harder as if she didn't hear anything, and refused to let go of the driftwood in her hand - Lanxue's sleeve.

They have been at loggerheads, it's not that Lan Xue took him over, and it's not the case if she doesn't take him over.Then, there was a loud hiss.

"Yu Wen Zhan Yan." Lan Xue looked down at the military badge that had been torn off in half.

He called out the little man's full name.This cold reprimand seems to have magical power——

Fu Wen Zhanyan stopped all movements, just looked at Lanxue's slightly angry face with teary eyes.Xiao Di Changxiu didn't dare to make a sound.

The little hand relaxed slowly... The torn military badge floated to the ground.

Fu Wen Zhanyan's little face flushed slightly, evoked a false smile, and then buried her head tightly on Xiao Di Changxiu's chest.

The discord just now seemed like an illusion, look how much he clings to this long-sleeved uncle now.

He raised his head, blinked his big eyes, "Xiaoxiu... Tangtang..."

Xiao Di Changxiu's heart felt numb for a while, seeing Zhan'er's forced smile, he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north.

The heart that was originally as soft as cotton turned into a puddle of water, and there was only room for that small figure in her eyes.He hugged the little puppet tightly in pain, stared at Lanxue and cursed, "The baby doesn't understand anything, you don't need to beat him!"

"Zhan'er, let's go buy Tangtang." He pretended to be angry, left Lanxue behind, and carried his beloved treasure to Lanxu Market.

He sighed, how could Lanxue have the heart to scold him for such a lively and lovely person?And the kids don't care...

Lanxue, this brainless ice cube, is really too fussy, just sew it on after the military badge is cracked.

That expression is often gloomy, and I don't know what is going on in my heart!At least you can be a little gentler in front of your children... Speaking of which, drinking to warm your stomach in the cold weather is normal, why put a dead face on him?Alright alright, he admits it sucks that he's instigated a booze craze, but a few sips don't hurt at all!I don't know if you respect him as the master, but the eyes are so wide open that he feels guilty, so he put down the bottle and smirked, so you are satisfied?Lord Lanxue?

Xiao Di Changshou counted Lanxue in his heart, ignoring that the ice arrows from Lanxue's eyes were about to pierce two holes in his back.

"You can buy sugar. If the commander-in-chief wants to drink, for the sake of Xiaodi's reputation and the commander's safety, please allow Lanxue to go with him."

Xiao Di Changshou's shoulders slumped, listening to the sound of Lanxue's footsteps approaching him.

Ugh……

"Lanxue is really difficult, isn't it?" He could only ask the baby in his arms.

Fu Wen Zhanyan nodded like pounding garlic, her big eyes turned red again.

He laughs.

His lively smile made people feel like a spring breeze, and everyone who saw it wanted to pinch his pretty face.

He also laughs.

Looking at the child who was less than three years old but was playing with a high-quality Hunan brush as a tassel, he also smiled.

Under the willful performance of the little painter in front of him, the moon-white clothes improvised into a splashed ink painting.With one hand resting on his chin, he looked at the little baby who was sitting on the desk and having so much fun.The things on the desk were in a mess, the pen holder had fallen down a long time ago, the inkstone was pushed down to cool off, the precious and extraordinary rice paper was crumpled into plum vegetables, and an article he had just finished was used as clothes for him, and he wrapped it in tatters. His small body.

The four treasures of the study, everything that can be broken or rotten, are all used as toys by him.

The little baby seemed very proud that someone was watching him make trouble, and he kept giggling.

Fuwen also evoked a good-looking smile when she said that...but if you look closely, the corners of his mouth are twitching.

Very good, are you still demonstrating in front of his eyes?He smiled even more happily, and people who didn't know thought that he was giving his most precious pen and ink to a two-year-old baby in a pampering manner!He gripped the fan slightly.

He really wanted to know why there was an extra doll on the desk when Xiao Mei woke up?

The messy study seemed to have experienced a big battle.It stands to reason that the coach's mansion is full of guests, someone should take care of this little beast.

His smile became brighter and more radiant, but it made people who knew his temperament tremble inwardly.Fu Wen said that he was not angry, he smiled sweetly at you when he was about to explode with anger.Seeing Fu Wen talking and laughing vigorously, the doll, who had no idea of ​​the dangers of the world, also grinned happily, mistaking the wild wolf for a little white rabbit.

He twisted his body, his small hands were stained with ink, and his round body wrapped in winter clothes stood up with all his strength, and then pressed down with all his strength! "Ah—" Immediately, two cute palm prints appeared on the paper.

He laughed even more heartily, and when he saw his work, his whole body was trembling with laughter, then he raised his pink face, stared at Fuwen with bright eyes and said, as if seeking admiration.Fu Wen said that the burst of laughter gradually collapsed, and her handsome eyes narrowed.

Xiangzhou rice paper has become a worthless piece of waste paper... This damn brat, he did a damn good job!

What can be tolerated, what cannot be tolerated! "Fu, Wen, Nong, Yan!"

The little baby still couldn't finish it, she seemed to think that the clothes that Fuwen said were too white and too bright, so she stretched out her short hands to be hugged by him, but she didn't know that her palms were full of wet ink.

"Ah, very good..." Fu Wen said that the knuckles holding the fan were so hard that they turned white. "It's not enough for you, a great writer who shakes the world and weeps ghosts and gods, to improvise on paper. What are you doing now? Do you want to scribble on my clothes?"

Fuwen said that she vowed not to have two or more than two handprints on her clothes again!Like the best pork branded with the word "excellent"!

The little man seemed impatient, he stretched his short hands as high as possible and waved them, begging for a hug.

Seeing that Fuwen said that there was no movement, he stomped his feet violently, wanting to sink a hole in the desk. "Wen, hug! Hug——!"

"Still losing your temper with me?" Fu Wen said, raising her fan high, and then rewarded him with a chestnut!

I have taught him many times, but I still call him Wen, regardless of his dignity. "I should call you Uncle, okay?"

The baby couldn't stand still and fell back to the desk, with ridiculous black marks on his trousers.

There was a trace of water in Wa'er's eyes, and she clenched her lower lip tightly to refuse to cry.

"Wen, Wen is bad!"

"It's a promise, it's not bad enough for you." Fu Wen said, she opened the murder weapon to cool off, blowing away the anger in her heart.

This Fuwen joker is really naughty, and she always pesters him, so it's time to teach him a lesson.Why can't he be more peaceful like his twin brother Zhan Yan?The personalities of these two children are worlds apart.

Seeing the relaxed look of the man in front of him, Wa'er was overwhelmed with anger, picked up the things at hand and threw them at him as a weak revenge.

Fu Wen said that she deflected his harmless attacks with her fan, first of all paper and hair brush...

"Oh, what's the matter? You didn't even touch the corner of your clothes, baby."

How dare you challenge him?How courageous... He smiled disdainfully, and calmly blocked all the murder weapons with ease.

The flying black object is no exception.

Fu Wen said to spread out the fan to block it.

but.Suddenly, black liquid poured him from head to toe.He widened his handsome eyes, that damn brat actually picked up the ink cartridge and threw it at him!

"Yuwen is making fun of you! You!"

Fu Wen said that the fans were all dyed black, and the hair was still dripping with ink, so embarrassing...

But Nong Yan was extremely happy for his masterpiece, he hugged his stomach and laughed so heartily, his big bright eyes were crooked.

He probably thought that his dearest uncle was playing games with him, so he continued his efforts happily.He glanced at the book case, and then struggled to lift the stone paperweight beside him with both hands.

Fu Wen said that she took a big step back in surprise, this crazy kid wanted to murder his own uncle!He'll throw it, the brat is crazy, the stone paperweight does work, he'll throw it!Fuwen said that she conceived a thousand ways to escape in an instant, and even tens of thousands of ways to tear Fuwen into pieces!He raised his fan and got ready. "you dare!?"

When the results are waiting to be announced...

"Nonger, it will kill people."

Suddenly, Nong Yan's hand that raised the paperweight was pressed down from behind by a force, he turned his head to look at the person who came before, and then smiled brightly.

With ink-stained hands, he tugged at the front of the visitor's shirt, "Struggle!"

Shou Rao smiled lightly, feeling helpless that there were two small handprints printed on his lapel.

As soon as he stepped into the study room, which was as messy as if it had been invaded by robbers, he saw them playing an offensive and defensive battle—the uncle and nephew experienced a contest, and the two were very embarrassed.

Fu Wen said that she stared at Shou Rao Zheng who made fun of him, her face was full of reproach.

"Very good..." It turned out that today Zheng is the baby boy's babysitter, so he came at a perfect time!

Shou Rao narrowed his eyes, deliberately ignoring Fu Wen's murderous eyes. "Nonger...Nonger, apologize to Uncle."

He gave orders to the baby who looked like he had nothing to do with himself.Nong'er tugged at his silver hair as usual, pulling and gnawing with both hands and mouth.

Shou Rao sighed, busy saving the silver hair that was treated as a snack.

Seeing that Fu Wen was so angry that he was about to kill relatives, he tore off the baby in his arms, and Nong'er showed displeasure, "Hug..."

"Did you hear that? Fu Wen. I'm just sorry, he can't pronounce correctly." Shou Rao tried to put on a smile for her AWOL.

Fu Wen said with a treacherous expression of "So that's how it is", and even his eyes burst out, presumably this little troublemaker drove him crazy.

It was a scene of harmony and harmony, Fu Wen was talking and laughing sweetly, Shou Rao Zheng also slightly bent her lips, and the baby in her arms was smiling like a blooming spring flower.Suddenly, Fu Wen said to throw the fan that was stained black with ink on the table!

Shou Rao Zheng felt a little annoyed.Alas, he already knew that Fu Wen was not easy to mess with, he did not retaliate against you more than twice as much as he did to you... "I will pay you a fan."

"Hmm." Fu Wen said as if nodding in satisfaction, then he took out the rice paper and wiped the ink on his clothes, but most of the ink had dried up, and the wiping was in vain.

"I will pay for a piece of clothing."

That wayward brat likes to provoke that difficult uncle. If he puts on this harmless smile and stuffs his long sleeves into the ink pot, there will be absolutely no problem.

When Fu Wen's anger subsided a little, he quickly fled the study with Nong'er in his arms, "Then I'll take Nong'er to cleanse myself."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he pushed open the door of the study, before he even stepped out, something hard hit him from behind!

Shou Rao Zheng seemed to have a pair of eyes behind his back, and when he felt the change in the air, he dodged deftly.

The black object missed him but hit the door frame, and then disintegrated and flew away!

Shou Rao closed her eyes and held Nong'er in her arms. The next moment, her head and face were covered in ink...

He knew what the murder weapon was, and Fu Wen said that he even threw inkstones at him?He turned around slowly and met Shang Fuwen's provocative eyes.It seems that Fuwen wants him to pay for a piece of clothing now.

"You'd better go clean yourself too."

Fu Wen smiled gracefully, pulled out a piece of parchment, pinched it with her fingertips, and used it as her own shield.

Shou Rao put Nong Yan on the sour branch chair, bent down and picked up the quill pen on the ground.

"Why is my temper still so bad after being the uncle of two children?"

He stood up and twirled the quill deftly.

With a snap of his fingers, the pen in his hand disappeared out of thin air, and when it reappeared, the pen pierced through the paper shield that Fuwen said like a sharp arrow...

Fu Wen said that she only heard the sound of paper being torn, and then the quill pen narrowly brushed against his ear, passed through his hair, and was nailed to the wall.

His smile collapsed, and he stretched out a hand, silently searching for the stone paperweight...

Half an hour later, two men who looked like they had accidentally fallen into an ink vat walked out of the study.

Uh... There is also a little culprit who is happy to clap his hands, who already looks like a little ink-stained leopard.

Then, when they were all busy cleaning their bodies, a subdued growl came from the study, "What did I, Xiaodi, do to offend you? Do I have to smash my study?"

Oh, so this is Xiao Di Changshou's study.

Two men with very personalities and a little doll soaked in the bath to relieve the fatigue after the war.

So comfortable... He let out a satisfied breath.

Enjoying a hot bath in winter is indeed a great pleasure in the world, as for the roar of long sleeves?Soak your head in warm water and you won't be able to hear it.

"Is the temperature of the water okay to cleanse in the cold weather?"

Holding Nong'er in one hand and wiping his long hair with the other, Shou Raozheng looked up.

The owner of the voice is Xiao Di Fen Lv, and the second young master Xiao Di who is invisible to the dragon.

Xiao Di Fenlu took Nong'er and tapped Wa'er's smooth forehead, "You are also very lively today, the two little princes of Wen's Mansion."

Like the beautiful voice of a musical instrument slowly drifting away, no matter how you listen to it, it is intoxicating.

Xiao Di Fenlu is a refined and elegant person, seeing his weak and gentle body, it is really difficult to associate him with Xiao Di's martial arts family.

But under a warm smile, Xiao Di Fenlu is a strategist who is good at strategic plans, and his intelligence is comparable to that of Fuwen, who is known as a ghost.If Fuwen is said to be sharp-edged, he is steady and restrained.

Under the image of a sickly, gentle and handsome man, this person occasionally goes a little off-line.

"It's about to wither." Xiao Di Fenlu looked over with Shou Raozheng's eyes, and suddenly said this.

It was dusk again.

The eyes of the two of them were colorfully dyed with warm colors, and the color of maple leaves put makeup on the blue sky in early winter.

In winter, the night can't wait to fall.The little baby followed them curiously and looked at the colorful sky.

Shou Rao Zheng lowered his eyes, surprised that he cared so clearly. "What is dying?"

Don't look at it anymore, the sky that attracts his attention is always so beautiful that it takes his breath away.Dusk at the beginning of winter and morning at the beginning of spring, evening at midsummer and deciduous forest in autumn.

Xiao Di Fenlu didn't make it easy for him, he turned Nong'er in his arms to face Shou Rao Zheng, "Come on, tell Uncle Zheng."

He lifted Shou Rao's chin, and also saw the black stone on the collarbone.

Nonger leaned over half of her body, and leaned on Shou Raozheng's chest, making a cup shape with her small hands, "Red flowers!"

Shou Rao Zheng was shocked, and then met Xiao Di Fen Lv's successful eyes.This person is always so transparent and annoying.

In fact, there must be a reason for him and Fu Wen to be irreversible.

Obviously, Fen Lu was not in the palace that year, so who did he hear about that year...

"You're so forgetful, Zheng." It was dusk at the beginning of winter, that is, the time when the short-lived red viola withered. "How about this, you take Nong'er to appreciate the red viola, I won't tell anyone."

Xiao Di Fenlu's voice seems to have the magic power to charm people's hearts.He already had some confidence in his heart, which is why he was so calm.

People who obviously have to go once a year, why pretend not to care?

Shou Rao Zheng's face was covered with a layer of loneliness, and the evening wind brushed his wet hair, and the silver hair was dazzled by the colorful clouds. "I won't..."

He thought about it for three years, but he still didn't know what to say after meeting.The longing forced him to have nowhere to escape, and he was afraid that everything would be changed after meeting, even so... still, do you want to go?

"Your left arm is useless, but you don't have your feet?"

Shou Rao Zheng grimaced, and took a deep breath. "Feel sorry."

He picked up Nong'er, and tightened the white cloak around his body to wrap the person in his arms tightly.

"Is it cold?" He asked Nong'er in his arms.Nong'er shook his head.

"Want to see the red flowers?" Nong'er nodded her head.

He was going to take Nong'er to the top of the mountain covered with a sea of ​​fiery flowers.How to get there, he never forgot.

Xiao Di Fenlu turned his back to him, and he was showing a swaying, triumphant smile.

He doesn't need to look, he just knows.

In the past five years, what a wonderful life they have lived, and the bitterness and pain in it are not for outsiders.In these three years of stability and waves, they experienced the warmth of being together, and also accompanied them to see the buds of the early spring, but there were hidden longings and regrets that never stopped.Don't think about him anymore, don't teach yourself to live a hard life.Don't let those five years of experience go to waste.

"It's for you, poor man." Xiao Di Fenlu turned around and threw a small black shadow at him.

Shou Rao stretched out his hand, took it neatly, and opened his palm to have a look.

He smiled, softly.Lying in the palm of his hand was a sweet-scented osmanthus candy, which flashed with emotion in the afterglow.

He really wondered why Fen Lu knew so many secrets from everyone.

Xiao Di Fenlu was satisfied with his reaction, no wonder everyone said that although Zheng was stingy with his smile, but when he smiled...it was very nice.

If they found it, they didn't mind saying goodbye or slapping Rao Luo mercilessly.It's better than watching someone who is distracted and absent-minded next to them all day long.I still can't find it this year, but it doesn't matter, it will be fine next winter.

"Good Luck!" He raised his hand and waved goodbye to Zheng.

I went to fight this time, will I come back?We are back at the beginning of winter this year, what about next year?What about next year?

They've all had enough regrets and can't bear another loss.But... why not fight?

God, if Fuwen found out that he had instigated a fight, he would be slaughtered.

Shou Rao couldn't understand Fen Lv's farewell, he exhaled a breath of white mist.

It probably means... a blessing.