C25

Red Dust had its lovers, but Lord Grim was too much of a fanatic. If it weren't for the chilliness, the plum blossoms wouldn't even have been able to smell the fragrance. Asking what love is in this world only teaches people how to live and die; looking at the many stories in this world, it is extremely fascinating. The plum blossom breaks a person's intestines; the plum blossom makes a second thought; the plum blossom makes a third wind; and the water in the depths of the clouds is boundless.

In this world, there were always things that seemed to be ever-changing and strange, leaving one at a loss on what to do. Actually, as long as one looked at it from a different perspective, there was no such thing as brilliant, colorful, dilapidated, old, dark … It was as if snow had been falling from the sky all this time in the city after the heavy snowfall. Therefore, there was only one color to it. There was no wealth, no poverty, no status, no warmth …

Perhaps it was because of this pure and pure character of Snow's, since ancient times, countless poets had fallen in love with her. They viewed, chanted, rewarded, and even … Listen, you can't say that they were all wrong, but at least … As they played with this concept, they also neglected the fact that snow was snow, and the most important thing was that it was cold!

The annual New Year's Day arrived as scheduled. Early morning. The sky was still dark. Everyone got up early from their warm beds. Groups after groups, groups with fifty to sixty people were arranged to go shopping. The snow continued to fall. The wind was attacking people with all its might, penetrating everyone's nerves. The cold wind was bone-piercing. The streets were already filled with people. Even though there was a thick layer of snow, it did not stop the happy mood of the people. Instead, there was a nameless expectation and hope.

The sky and the earth were the same color as each other, pure and white. Not far away, a few or groups of children were playing throwing snowballs in the snow. They were building snowmen and rolling snowballs … Cheers and laughter filled the air …

A 1.7m boy, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He wore light blue jeans, a black cotton jacket, and a purple scarf wrapped around his neck. His hands were in the pockets of his cotton jacket due to the cold. He looked at the scene in front of him and thought about his childhood. After a while, he lifted his foot again and walked away step by step. The snow quickly covered his footprints in the snow as if he had never been here and everything had never happened.

At this moment, there was a person standing in a house. If one were to look carefully, they would recognize this person as the boy who was watching children play in the snow. He just did not know why he wanted to stand there.

The boy seemed to hesitate as he stood outside the door. He didn't dare to knock. He struggled with his thoughts for a long time before he slowly reached out his hand and pressed the doorbell with a trembling hand. After a while, the door opened, revealing a flawless and exquisite face. The moment the girl inside the room saw the person, her body froze as if struck by lightning. She stared at the person in front of her, dumbfounded, as if she couldn't believe her eyes. He didn't evade. Instead, he stared at the person in front of him in a daze. Tears welled up in his eyes uncontrollably. Many people that he missed day and night had finally appeared before him. This was tears of joy. All the pain, grievances, and yearning these days had all turned into tears, uncontrollable. Finally, the girl came back to herself and rushed into the boy's arms, pressing her face against his chest.

The boy felt a stabbing pain in his heart as he saw this. He smiled bitterly. Looking at the person he thought of day and night crying in front of him, his heart was filled with sadness and self-blame …

Lowering her head, she used her warm lips to wipe away the tears in the girl's eyes. Her actions were extremely gentle. Only then did she gently say, "Happy New Year, you're already standing there, aren't you going to invite me in?" He then magically took out a handful of carnations and handed them to the girl in his arms.

The girl took the dripping carnations and led the boy into the house.

Inside the house, on the sofa. The boy put his arm around the girl, and the girl was snuggled into his arms, her face warm and happy.

"Why are you back? Will we be able to leave this time? " Lying in a warm embrace, all the questions in the girl's mind exploded at the boy like a bomb.

The boy thought for a moment and slowly said with an apologetic tone, "Little Yi, the reason I rushed back last night was to accompany you for this New Year. Today, I have to go back to work. I didn't tell anyone when I came back this time, and I didn't want to disturb them. Today, it's only the two of us. "

"Song, thank you. Thank you for coming back to accompany me through this New Year. "You are giving me the best present today. How about we go shopping and compensate you for leaving me for so many days?" The girl said as she stared at the boy's crafty eyes that were filled with killing intent.

The boy was mesmerized by the girl's cute appearance. He couldn't help but say, "Xinyi, how could I, Zhang Song, have the ability to win your heart?" It turned out that the boy was Zhang Song, who had left a while ago. The beautiful girl in his arms was Mu Xinyi. In order to give Mu Xinyi a happy and happy New Year, Zhang Song had worked hard without any fear of the cold and took a taxi back. His goal was to be able to spend the New Year with his beloved one in his heart. It could be seen how important Mu Xinyi was in his heart.

Mu Xinyi met Zhang Song's clear gaze and said, "It's so good to have you. I have no regrets in this life. Meeting you is the best gift the heavens can give me."

The two of them smiled, it was a very sweet smile. Zhang Song gently caressed the messy hair on Mu Xinyi's forehead and said tenderly, "Quickly get up. I don't have much time, so don't waste it at home. Let's go shopping."

"Actually, as long as I'm with you, even if I'm cold and hungry or at home all day, I'm happy." Mu Xinyi stood up from Zhang Song's embrace reluctantly and said in a deep voice.

Ten minutes later, the two of them were dressed and headed out the door together. Like all lovers in love, the two of them were full of love and happiness as they walked down the street, arm in arm, talking and laughing.

After strolling around for a long time, Zhang Song gently asked, "Are you tired?" Because he saw that Mu Xinyi was a little out of breath.

Mu Xinyi cutely shook her head, indicating that she wasn't tired. Then, as if she had thought of something, she asked, "Does auntie know that you've come back this time?"

This time, it was Zhang Song who shook his head. Zhang Song said, "Other than you, no one else knows that I've come back today."

"Oh," Mu Xinyi answered with a thoughtful expression. Then she pulled Zhang Song and ran forward. "Come, I'll bring you to a place."

Zhang Song did not say anything and just let Mu Xinyi control his body.

Moments later, the two arrived at a large arena. Mu Xinyi pulled Zhang Song into a clothing store.

"Welcome." When the waiter saw Zhang Song and Mu Xinyi enter, he greeted them with a smile.

"Today, I'll give you half a day's leave. I only want you to accompany me for half a day. Since there's still half a day left, you should go back and accompany Auntie." Can you help me see what color Auntie likes? What kind of clothes are suitable for wearing? " Mu Xinyi's face was brimming with a happy smile. At least that was what Zhang Song saw.

Zhang Song did not know what to say when he saw that Mu Xinyi was so understanding and could read his mind so easily. Perhaps silence was the best way to express it. Sometimes, no matter how beautiful your words were or how deep your heart was, they would never be able to match a gaze filled with deep love. Therefore, love, do not need language; two people in love, each between the eyes are the sweetest and sweetest words of love.

Seeing Mu Xinyi trying so hard to choose clothes for her mother, Zhang Song's heart suddenly opened. He stepped forward and held Mu Xinyi's hand, saying with deep emotion, "I said that I will definitely do it after accompanying you for one day."

Mu Xinyi blinked her innocent big eyes and said with tears in her eyes, "Then, what about auntie? I can't be so selfish. I can't take away your time with my aunt because of my personal reasons. That way I'll hate myself. "

A lover's tears get drunk one drop at a time. Zhang Song finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

Zhang Song wondered why Xin Yi would turn into this crying girl after he was together with her. It seemed that he owed her way too much. Reaching out his hand, he carefully and gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. He comforted her, "Idiot, I didn't say that I'm not going home to see my mother. I meant to bring you to my house so that I can be with my mother and you."

"Ah!" Mu Xinyi wasn't mentally prepared yet. Seeing Zhang Song say that he would go see his aunt later, she became dumbfounded and her face flushed. When she went to Zhang Song's house and saw Zhang Song's mother, who was also her future mother-in-law, Mu Xinyi couldn't help but feel bashful when she thought of this.

Zhang Song quipped, "What, is my ugly daughter-in-law afraid of seeing my parents-in-law?"

Mu Xinyi's face turned even redder than before and her head drooped even lower. However, she did not forget to nod her head. This was her first time meeting her future mother-in-law. She would be more or less scared and excited if she was given a girl. Although she was shy, Mu Xinyi actually had a feeling of anticipation. She was looking forward to going with Zhang Song to meet Zhang Song's mother. Perhaps, this thought would appear in the minds of everyone deeply affected by love, and Mu Xinyi was no exception.

Seeing that Mu Xinyi did not refuse, Zhang Song comforted her, "Relax, mother will definitely be very happy to see you. I can guarantee that she will be very satisfied with you."

At this time, Mu Xinyi finally mustered the courage to raise her head and seriously said, "Can, can I really?"

Zhang Song did not directly answer, but asked back, "Do you think you can't? Or don't you want to go? "

"No, I do." Mu Xinyi quickly replied. After a while, he realized that he had entered Zhang Song's trap.

Under the shop assistant's envious and jealous gaze, Zhang Song chuckled softly. He gently embraced Mu Xinyi's slender waist and started to choose clothes for his mother.

In the end, the two of them chose a colored orchid cotton suit, a set of warm underwear, and a pair of lady's low-heeled leather boots. Originally, Zhang Song was in a hurry to pay the bill, but under Mu Xinyi's earnest and imploring words, the bill was finally settled by Mu Xinyi. After swiping the card, Zhang Song carried the package in his left hand and Mu Xinyi in his right. The two of them happily left the clothing store. All that was left were the envious gazes of the employees and sounds of blessings.