Tangtang stayed in the hospital in Xianghai for a week, and then returned to Qingjiang City with Gu Liang.
It was still late autumn when she was driven out of Gu's house.
It was already the twelfth lunar month of winter.
As far as I can see, the snow is white, and it is cold and crystal clear.
Such heavy snowfall is rare in southern cities. The servants in the yard of Gu’s house were sweeping the snow, and the aisles were cleaned up. There were piles of snow piles of different sizes on both sides, like small hills.
Tangtang was pleasantly surprised. After getting out of the car, he would rush to play in the snow. Gu Liang grabbed the neckline and hugged him directly back to the room.
The room was warm. When I helped her undress, small beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, her eyes were still looking at the snow outside the window, and she muttered, "It's white, I want to eat ice cream."
Gu Liang scratched her nose, "Beware of colds."
Her wound is still not healed, and it is troublesome to put on and take off her clothes, especially when she wears her sleeves, if she rubs it a little bit, her face becomes pale with pain.
However, Tangtang was more able to withstand the pain than ordinary people. Gu Liang found that every time she shed tears, she was either wronged or pretended to be wronged, and she had never seen her cry in pain.
Of course, being able to endure the pain does not mean that she is not afraid of it.
Gu Liang changed her into looser home clothes, and then went to the cloakroom to see what other clothes Tangtang could wear.
When I walked in and saw that most of the place was empty, I remembered that last time I was angry and asked the servant to throw away all her things.
I felt very uncomfortable.
He sighed slightly, walked back to call, and ordered his servants to bring some clothes, preferably in a cloak style, so that there is no need to wear sleeves.
I hung up the phone and found that there was no one in the room. I was suspicious. I glanced at the floor-to-ceiling curtains bulging up.
Gu Liang laughed, went over and opened the curtains, and saw her lying by the window, poking her finger at the snow on the window sill outside.
"Not obedient." He stretched out his hand and closed the window. "You have poor resistance now and you are prone to catch a cold. Let you play in the snow when you get better."
Tangtang pouted: "When I get better, the snow will definitely melt."
Gu Liang thought, it's a big deal to buy a snow machine.
Seeing her pouting, she couldn't help but teasing her: "Let's melt away, just to raise your body for a year, and it will snow again next winter."
Tangtang's eyes widened: "You have to wait for a year!!!"
Gu Liang couldn't help but smiled and squeezed her face.
The last two men backed down, and Gu Liang allowed Tangtang to play in the snow, but only in the house.
But the room was warm, and Tangtang had just thrown a big snowball. It didn't take long for it to become a tennis ball. After a while, it became a table tennis ball. Finally, it became a white sesame seed and turned into water.
She was furious: "There is no way to be a snowman like this!"
Gu Liang smiled without saying a word.
She snorted and murmured unhappily: "When it snowed before, Mu Zening would make snowmen for others, Gu Liang was the least angry!"
Gu Liang: "..."
He suddenly felt that Mu Zi was right, he really spoiled this stuff!
Tangtang continued to feel sad: "If Mu Zening knew that I was missing a hand, he would definitely make a snowman to make me happy."
"@#%¥#......" Gu Liang got up angrily, striding out the meteor!
Two hours later-
All the snow inside and outside Gu's house was gathered together. Using the frozen fountain as the base, Gu Liang led someone to pile up a snowman almost taller than a tree!
Tangtang screamed excitedly!
Gu Liang asked her, "Whose snowman is big?"
"Gu Liang's Snowman is big!"
Gu Liang asked her: "Am I stingy?"
"Not stingy! Gu Liang is the best to me, not stingy at all!" Tangtang smiled and threw into his arms, "I like Gu Liang the most!"
She grabbed his red palm hand and placed it on her flushing cheek, sweetly pleased him: "Gu Liang, I will warm your hands for you."
Gu Liang looked at her quietly, feeling like a stove in his heart, warm like spring.