Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing looked at each other and sighed helplessly. An Xiaojing shrugged at Leng Yichen.

"Shall we go skiing?"

An idea suddenly occurred to an Xiaojing. Her eyes brightened and she put forward suggestions with great interest.

Leng Yichen is a little surprised, but he also thinks this idea is good.

Xiaoli and xuemu have not gone to snow skiing, listening to this suggestion, some doubts. But Xiaoli saw skiing in the picture and thought it was fun. The first one raised his hand for it.

"I can do anything. I don't have any opinions."

This child, more and more cool, the whole person a vivid little male god.

Sometimes when she looks at her son, she will be crazy.

Snow Mu see elder brother approve, also raise hand, soft ground answer: "good ah!"

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.

Xuemu looked at the vast expanse of white, especially happy, in the snow to run a few steps.

Xiaoli is also very surprised to see the snow, squat down, knead a ball of snow, the corner of the mouth hook radian, toward the snow Mu hit in the past.

It happened to hit xuemu's ass.

Snow Mu is startled, committee aggrieved ground turns head.

"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 to throw toward small, take over because the strength is too small, the snowball has not hit the small from fell into the snow.

Xiao Li laughs.

Xuemu stares at the snowball falling, skims his mouth, throws away the snowball that has been kneaded in his hand, and runs towards an Xiaojing.

"Mommy!"

Xiao Li was lying on the ground with a smile, and his hands kept pounding on the ground. His stomach was aching with laughter.

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 teenager.

Leng Yichen looked at Xiaoli with a puzzled face.

The child What's up?

Finally, she stopped laughing. Xiaoli dressed the equipment she wanted to wear when skiing. She turned to see that xuemu was ready. She looked at him with big eyes and almost laughed again.

"Well, go skiing. Take your time. Don't worry. You may fall." An Xiaojing patted them on the top of their heads, smiling and soft.

They nodded: "yes!"

Leng Yichen takes them with her, and an Xiaojing adapts to them slowly in the back.

Xiaoli skiing is very good, very smooth. His small white face with a strong joy, happy, laughter echoed the whole snow.

Snow Mu appears a little afraid, small step to move the pace.

At this time, an Xiaojing came over.

"You go and watch Xiao Li, and I'll watch xuemu."

Leng Yichen nodded and slid toward Xiaoli.

An Xiaojing smiles and looks at Xue Mu's fear.

I can't help feeling that my son is very cute.

"Xuemu, are you afraid?"

Xuemu raised his 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 his feet slipped.

He suddenly widened his eyes in horror, sobbed and rolled down.

Leng Yichen and Xiao Li don't know what's going on. Suddenly, an Xiaojing screams.

Leng Yichen and Xiao Li suddenly stopped and looked back. For a moment, his face changed dramatically.

Anxiaojing watched in horror as xuemu rolled down the slope, shaking her hands. She tried to hold him, but she couldn't resist his falling speed.

Leng Yichen was very surprised and quickly went to snow mu, but naturally he didn't catch him.

I can only watch him roll down from my eyes.

After a while, xuemu has already rolled to the bottom of the slope.

An Xiaojing looks pale and holds up xuemu.

Xuemu opened her eyes slightly, and her voice was weak: "Mommy..."

With these words, Xue Mu fainted. An Xiaojing saw that his white face was blue and purple, and his forehead was bleeding. She was very distressed.

"Xuemu..."

Her voice was tense, trembling, with a trace of remorse.

"Brother..."

Xiao Li looked at Xue Mu nervously, calling him, and was 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 blamed herself very much.

It's because she didn't take good care of the child, so she let him go.Her face was as white as the snow.

Xiaoli is also very anxious. She comforts an Xiaojing and prays secretly that her brother must be OK.

To the hospital, Leng Yichen quickly find a doctor, without a word will snow Mu into the operating room.

Xuemu's forehead is badly injured and it seems that she needs stitches.

An Xiaojing watched her son being pushed into the operating room. Her face was pale and her eyes were red.

Leng Yichen held her in his arms and comforted her.

"Don't worry, xuemu will be OK."

"Yes! My brother will be fine! " Xiao Li's hand became a fist, his voice was firm, and his dark eyes were full of firmness.

An Xiaojing nodded slightly, but she was still in a bad mood.

"All blame me, all blame me for not looking after him..."

Leng Yichen held her arm tightly again.

"Don't worry. It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself."

"Yes! Mummy, it's not your fault! " Xiao Li Yang 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. "

"Good!" Xiaoli nodded, then ran to an Xiaojing and took her to sit down.

An Xiaojing lowered her head and bit her lip, but her tears still fell.

Xiao Li anxiously wiped away her tears.

"Mommy, 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 did all the procedures and paid the money. When he turned around, he saw a familiar figure in the corner of his eye.

He suddenly widened his eyes and ran after the figure with some doubts but some excitement in his heart.

That figure, how familiar!

It's like the cold dawn!

Dawn, is it 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 than 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 which was similar to the cold morning sun had already disappeared.

Leng Yichen is a little disappointed.

At the same time, it's a little sad.

I don't think about it anymore. 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.

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