When Wen Qian woke up, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, and she was looking at the ceiling with empty eyes.

I haven't been in touch with Xia Yan for more than a month.

She grabbed the mobile phone on the bedside table and wanted to call Xia Yan, but when the phone was opened, except for a message urging the editor, the others were a text message from Xiao Lingyue.

"Sister, are you awake?"

"Sister, are you okay?"

"Sister, I have a show today, do you want to come and see it?"

Wen Qian doesn't know how many times she has blocked Xiao Lingyue's number, but every time she blocks it, Xiao Lingyue will continue to send her messages every day with a new number, and gradually Wen Qian will not bother to care.

Most of the content of the message is to ask Wen Qian what she is doing, have you eaten, and other meaningless words.

Wen Qian really didn't expect Xiao Lingyue to be so obsessed and difficult.

The courage to call Xia Yan's was extinguished the moment he was bombarded by Xiao Lingyue's text messages.

I had no choice but to get up and go to catch up with the draft.

Towards evening, Wen Qian put down her pen, packed up and went out.

The Spring Festival is approaching, the streets and alleys are full of lights, Wen Qian is not very aware of the festival, so when she entered the supermarket, she was infected by the strong festive atmosphere and felt some excitement of the New Year.

Today's New Year, she is also going home, and the tickets she bought are tomorrow.

Wen Qian walked around the supermarket, most of which were sold to her adoptive parents, and she looked at the list in her hand while picking things back and forth.

When passing by a row of places selling yogurt, Xiao Lingyue's standing sign suddenly appeared in front of her.

To be honest, although the two of them have already slept in a relationship, Wen Qian is still relatively vague about Xiao Lingyue's appearance, and only knows that he looks good.

Now that she suddenly saw this, Wen Qian inevitably had to take a few more looks to confirm.

In fact, putting aside everything else, a soft and cute little warm man like Xiao Lingyue really looks quite pleasing.

"Wow, you see it's getting more and more ······"

"Ahh ”

Just when Wen Qian was stunned, several little girls had already run to the standing card and began to take pictures around Xiao Lingyue.

Wen Qian looked at a few energetic little girls and smiled, thinking, "This type is just to attract little girls." ”

At this moment, suddenly the mobile phone rang, it was a string of numbers that Wen Qian was not familiar with, and Wen Qian politely picked it up.

"Hey, sister, you finally answered the phone, aren't you at home today?" was Xiao Lingyue's voice, excited and a little lost.

"Where are you?"

"I'm right in front of your shop, when are you coming back? I'm wearing a little less today. ”

"Shhh

Listening to Xiao Lingyue's trembling voice on the phone, Wen Qian replied coldly: "What are you doing at my door? ”

"Sister. I finally deceived the agent and ran out, and I won't go back. ”

"Then you can stand by yourself!" Wen Qian hung up the phone after saying that.

In fact, even if Xiao Lingyue is not Xia Yan's younger brother, Wen Qian will not be with Xiao Lingyue.

Wen Qian lost her parents since she was a child, and her previous boyfriends were all older than herself, although Wen Qian never admitted that her behavior was a sign of lack of love, but the fact is that she just likes to fall in love with people older than herself, which will make her feel secure.

So a little boy like Xiao Lingyue was never in the scope of her consideration.

The things that should have been bought have already been bought, Wen Qian wandered around the supermarket for half an hour, and felt that Xiao Lingyue should leave, so she walked back with an oversized shopping bag.

But when she arrived at the door, she didn't expect Xiao Lingyue to be there.

In the scorching cold wind, Xiao Lingyue only wore a black ice silk shirt, squatting on the ground with his hands and legs in his hands, shivering.

When Wen Qian got closer, he raised his head, looked at Wen Qian tremblingly, and then said tremblingly: "Sister····· You ····· Finally ····· Coming back······"

Xiao Lingyue should have just come down from that performance, and he was wearing the costume of the performance, and he didn't have time to take off the makeup on his face and jewelry.

Wen Qian looked at those beautiful and clear eyes, and suddenly a strange feeling hit her whole body, and before she could think about what this feeling was, Xiao Lingyue's hand had already held Wen Qian's.

"Sister, your hands are so warm. ”

The biting ice woke Wen Qian up instantly.

Back at the house, Wen Qian found a blanket for Xiao Lingyue to wrap in, and then helped Xiao Lingyue rub her hands and face for a while, and only after the person finally recovered some temperature did she go to the kitchen and boil a bowl of ginger water for Xiao Lingyue.

Xiao Lingyue took the ginger water, the strong ginger smell was a little pungent, he subconsciously frowned, but then raised his head and smiled and said to Wen Qian: "Sister, you are so good to me." ”

Wen Qian couldn't help but be stunned.

This is good for him? She was the one who caused him to freeze, but he still thanked her?

Wen Qian sat down on the sofa next to Xiao Lingyue, and then urged Xiao Lingyue to say, "Ginger to ward off the cold, drink it quickly." ”

Xiao Lingyue actually didn't like ginger flavor since he was a child, and he was afraid of spicy food, so he watched the bowl for a long time before he endured the unpleasant taste and drank it in a big gulp.

As soon as he swallowed the last bite, Xiao Lingyue felt uncomfortable burning all over his body, especially his throat and eyes, which were scorching and painful.