Lord Tianshi, please take your seat

Looking at the familiar door, Xia Chuyu stopped for a long time.The plaque on the door has been covered with cobwebs, and everything has become depressed.

Stepping forward to lift the seal, Xia Chuyu took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

The thick creaking sound was accompanied by the gradually opened sight.

The remnant snow on both sides of the road was half-melted, and the white robes she wore still complemented each other perfectly.

The plain boots are covered by the hem of the clothes, the black hair is tied by a hair crown, and the long sword is carried on the back. It seems that I have seen it for the first time, but it seems that something has changed.

The tears in her eyes blurred her vision, and Xia Chuyu wiped them away so that she could see the familiar figure clearly.

"Chu."

She was really like in a dream, standing upright under the corridor and looking at herself with a smile.

"Wan Ning?" She whispered to the people not far away, the scene was too beautiful to be a dream.

"En." This answer is reassuring and hits my heart.

Xia Chuyu smiled, her eyebrows curved, and she yelled at the man: "Wan Ning! Zhong Wan Ning!"

There will really be a response, and it will never be the same as before, no matter how much I shout, I will not reply.

The person opposite opened his arms, and Xia Chuyu lifted the hem of her skirt and rushed into the arms of the person she was thinking about.

The solid impact made Zhong Wanning back a bit, but her arms were still firmly around the person in her arms.

There was a warm feeling that Xia Chuyu had never experienced before. She rested her head on Zhong Wanning's chest and rubbed it carelessly until her hair was also messed up.

Looking up, he met those deep eyes.

At this moment, these beautiful amber pupils are all about herself. Through these eyes, she sees herself smiling, and also sees Zhong Wanning in her eyes.

The morning glory in the corner of the courtyard has not yet bloomed, and it is covered under heavy snow, waiting for the coming year.

……

There was no moon in the night sky of Zhong's house, only snowflakes falling sporadically.

The lamps and shadows in the room flickered, and the charcoal fire of the stove warmed the room.

Zhong Wanning was wearing a long robe, holding a book in her right hand, flipping through it one by one, the candlelight reflected on her face, reflecting the smooth curve of her face on the wall.

Xia Chuyu scrambled back and forth on the bed, messing up the sheets that had been laid flat, patted the pillow beside her boredly, and yawned.

There seemed to be a gust of cold wind outside the window, causing Xia Chuyu to wrap herself up tightly.

Seeing Zhong Wanning looking at something seriously, Xia Chuyu yawned again: "Wanning, I'm sleepy."

Zhong Wanning raised her eyes, her always ice-sculpted face made it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

Seeing that Xia Chuyu was already yawning again and again, Zhong Wanning put down the book in her hand and walked over.

Xia Chuyu automatically moved inside, and spread out the quilt a little: "I'm so warm."

The candlelight hit Xia Chuyu's eyes, like a child asking for credit.Zhong Wanning drooped her eyes, her eyelashes covering her eyes.

Xu Shi stayed outside for a long time, and Xia Chuyu hissed because of the air-conditioning that was brought into the quilt.

After the two lay down, Xia Chuyu moved her body a little closer, feeling so warm.

Raising his hand to extinguish the candle, Zhong Wanning turned sideways and hugged Xia Chuyu.

"Ah Chu..."

"Huh?" Xia Chuyu originally wanted to look up at Zhong Wanning, but the candle went out and she couldn't see her anymore.

……

The snow outside seemed to be falling more heavily. In the dead of night, a plum blossom fell on the snow.

As the breeze blows, another plum blossom falls, cuddling each other.

The snowflakes fell on the ground, covering the plum blossoms...