Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing look at each other and sigh helplessly. An Xiaojing shrugs at Leng Yichen.
"Why don't we go skiing?"
An Xiaojing suddenly came up with an idea. Her eyes lit up and she put forward suggestions with great interest.
Leng Yichen was a little surprised, but he thought it was a good idea.
Xiaoli and xuemu haven't gone skiing. They are a little confused after listening to this suggestion. But Xiao Li saw skiing in the photo and thought it was fun. He was the first to raise his hand.
"I can do anything. I don't have any opinions."
This child, more and more cool, the whole person a living little male god.
An Xiaojing sometimes looks at her son and makes a fool of herself.
Snow Mu see elder brother approve, also raise a hand, soft ground answers: "good!"
An Xiaojing nodded with a smile.
At last, there was an activity that excited them.
An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen take Xiaoli and xuemu to the ski resort.
Snow Mu looked at the distance of a vast expanse of white, especially happy, in the snow ran a few steps.
Xiao Li is also very surprised to look at the snow, squat down, knead a ball of snow, the corner of his mouth curved, toward the snow mu.
It happened to hit xuemu's ass.
Snow Mu a surprised, commissar wrongly turn round.
"Brother! What are you doing
As soon as he turned around, another snowball hit him on the shoulder.
Snow Mu Du mouth, hum a, also group a snowball toward small from throw in the past, take because the strength is too small, snowball has not hit small from fell in the snow.
Xiao Li laughed.
Xuemu stares at the snowball falling, throws away the kneaded snowball and runs to an Xiaojing.
"Mommy
Xiao Li was lying on the ground laughing, and his hands were beating on the ground, so that his stomach was going to hurt.
Seeing Leng Yichen coming towards him, he reached for Leng Yichen's hand and his voice was full of laughter.
But people are full of interest in such a young man.
Leng Yichen looks at Xiaoli with a puzzled face.
The child What's up?
Finally, he stopped laughing. Xiao Li obediently put on the equipment he had to wear when he was skiing. He turned to see that Xue Mu was ready and looked at him with big eyes. For a moment, he almost laughed again.
"Well, go skiing. Take your time. Don't worry. Be careful when you fall." An Xiaojing patted them on the top of their heads, smiling softly.
They nodded: "yes!"
Leng Yichen takes them there, and an Xiaojing slowly adapts herself behind.
Xiaoli skiing is very good, very smooth. His white face with a strong joy, happy, laughter echoed the whole snow.
Snow Mu seems to be a little afraid, small step to move the pace.
Then an Xiaojing came.
"You look at Xiao Li, I'll look at Xue mu."
Leng Yichen nodded and slid towards Xiaoli.
An Xiaojing looks at Xue mu with a smile.
I can't help thinking that my son is very cute.
"Xuemu, are you afraid?"
Xuemu raised her head, big eyes a little timid: "en A little bit. "
An Xiaojing reached out and touched his head.
"Don't be afraid, just slide slowly and control the strength."
Xuemu nodded and decided to study hard.
He clenched his fist and slipped abruptly.
He suddenly widened his eyes in horror, whimpered and rolled down.
Leng Yichen and Xiao Li don't know what happened. Suddenly they hear an Xiaojing scream.
Leng Yichen and Xiao Li suddenly stop and look back, and their faces suddenly change.
An Xiaojing watched in horror as xuemu rolled down the slope, shaking her hands. She tried to hold him, but she couldn't reach his speed.
Leng Yichen is very surprised. He slides towards xuemu, but naturally he doesn't catch him.
I can only watch him fall from my eyes.
After a while, snow has rolled to the bottom of the slope.
An Xiaojing looks pale and holds xuemu.
Xuemu opened her eyes slightly, and her voice was weak: "Mommy..."
With these words, xuemu fainted, and an Xiaojing felt very sad when she saw that his white face was blue and purple, and his forehead was bleeding.
"Xuemu..."
Her voice was tense, trembling, with a trace of remorse.
"Brother..."
Small from very nervous looking at snow mu, calling him, very distressed.
"Take it to the hospital. Hurry up." Leng Yichen opened his mouth and looked ugly. He picked up xuemu, unloaded his skiing equipment and rushed to the hospital.
An Xiaojing and Xiao Li followed.
An Xiaojing is very remorseful.
It's all because she didn't take care of the child, so she let him go.Her face was almost as white as the snow.
Xiao Li was also very anxious. He comforted an Xiaojing and prayed that his younger brother would be OK.
To the hospital, Leng Yichen quickly find a doctor, without saying a word will snow Mu into the operating room.
Xuemu's forehead is badly injured. It looks like she needs stitches.
Seeing her son pushed into the operating room, an Xiaojing turned pale and her eyes turned red.
Leng Yichen hugs her and comforts her.
"Don't worry, xuemu will be fine."
"Yes! My younger brother will be fine! " Small from the hand clenched into a fist, voice firm, dark eyes are full of firm.
An Xiaojing nodded slightly, but she was still in a bad mood.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault that I didn't take good care of him..."
Leng Yichen held her arm tightly again.
"Don't worry. It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself any more."
"Yes! Mommy, it's not your fault! " Xiao Li raised his head and said.
Leng Yichen slowly released her.
"I'll go through the formalities and you'll wait here. Xiao Li, stay with mommy. "
"All right!" Xiao Li nodded, then ran to an Xiaojing and took her to sit down.
An Xiaojing bowed her head and bit her lip. After all, her tears still fell.
Xiao Li anxiously wiped away her tears.
"Mummy, don't cry. My brother will be OK!"
An Xiaojing raised her head, held Xiaoli in her arms, nodded and answered in a muffled voice.
Leng Yichen went through all the formalities and paid the money. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the corner of his eye.
He suddenly widened his eyes and ran after the figure. He was puzzled but excited.
That figure is so familiar!
It's like the cold dawn!
Dawn, are you?
Dawn
Are you back?
Leng Yichen was not sure, but the figure was so familiar that he could not be more familiar with it. It was his younger brother.
It must be!
Dawn!
Come back, why don't you come to me?
It's just that an Xiaojing and the children are still waiting for him.
And the figure similar to Leng Chenxi disappeared long ago.
Leng Yichen is a little lost.
And a little sad at the same time.
I don't think about it any more, so I have to go back to the operating room.
An Xiaojing and Xiao Li face the door of the operating room together.
Waiting nervously.
Leng Yichen strode forward.
Hold them in your arms.