On the balance between He Nuanfeng and Jiang Mu, Zhao Hailu stood firmly on Jiang Mu's side.

The two came to the living room, Jiang Mu and Zhao Yao were holding a guitar on the TV screen, and two pillars of light covered the two.

Zhao Yao was wearing a custom-made suit of a big brand, a red leather coat, a coiled dragon embroidered with sequins on the sleeves, a protruding hairstyle with hairspray, and a pair of big scalp shoes with upturned toes on his feet, decorated with sequins, very punk dress.

Jiang Mu was dressed plainly, only a loose white shirt with blue jeans, the buttons on the collar of the shirt were tied in a regular manner, his hair was neat and casual, and the whole body was not as expensive as the leather shoes on Zhao Yao's feet.

It stands to reason that people should pay attention to Zhao Yao, Bijiang Mu's facial features are too vivid and cold, and his modeled face can make people look at it at a glance and can't take their eyes off it. Jiang Mu has been a handsome guy since he was a child, and his bones are excellent, which fully confirms the standards of three courts, five eyes, four highs and three lows in art. He is not a handsome guy of Han Fan and Japanese who is popular in the entertainment industry today, he has an orthodox Chinese male face, he looks very upright, and he can find traditional things like benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith from that face. In today's entertainment industry, where men and women are dominant, he is special and good enough, which is why people who like him will climb out of the pit once they enter the pit.

"Dressing like a peacock is not as good as Jiang Mu. The little cousin pouted. He Nuanfeng looked at Zhao Hailu, Zhao Hailu rolled her eyes and grabbed an orange to peel.

After the drum beat twice, Jiang Mu plucked a chord, and the camera gave him a close-up of his right hand. His hands are also good, his five fingers are slender and smooth, and many detailed pictures of his hands have been circulated on the Internet, which are said to be hand-controlled benefits. He has a black leather rope on his wrist, which He Nuanfeng bought and gave him with New Year's money in the year of his college entrance examination, and there should be a gold transfer bead on the leather rope, wishing him success in the college entrance examination. His name was specially engraved on the beads. Now the beads are blocked by his wrist and the camera can't be captured. As far back as he remembers, he hasn't taken it off since he put it on.

The little cousin raised her right hand and said triumphantly to Jiang Nuanfeng: "Sister, look, I have the same style." This is an internal product of our Jiangmi Support Association, there is a 'Ze' word on this bead, and there are no ordinary models sold outside, so it looks good, do you want it?"

Jiang Mu's fans call themselves Jiang Mi.

He Nuanfeng smiled hard and shook his head. Zhao Hailu stuffed a petal of orange into her little cousin's mouth, and replied for He Nuanfeng: "She wants to ask Jiang Mu, you don't need to worry about it, you know her relationship with Jiang Mu......" He Nuanfeng didn't allow Zhao Hailu to finish her words and stepped on her feet. Zhao Hailu pursed her lips and ate oranges without speaking.

The screen is subtitled, and the song title is "My Girl", Jiang Mu's famous song. Jiang Mu pressed the strings of the guitar, approached the microphone, looked directly at the camera with dark eyes as deep as the sea of stars, and said in an elegant subwoofer-like voice with strong penetration: "This song is for you." ”

The TV screen couldn't filter out the depth and clarity of his eyes, and it made people's hairs stand on end. He Nuanfeng immediately looked away. The little cousin covered her chest and held her breath, her little face flushed with excitement. Zhao Hailu leaned into He Nuanfeng's ear and said lightly: "Your brother is too good at flirting, right?"

After eating Chinese New Year's Eve, He Nuanfeng's grandmother went back to rest, Father Jiang and He Nuanfeng's uncle sat in the restaurant drinking tea and chatting about current affairs, and a group of women chatted around the coffee table drinking tea and eating dried fruits to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and the sound of firecrackers outside gradually thinned out. At half past nine, He Nuanfeng told Jiang's mother that he was going to the airport to pick up Jiang Mu. Jiang's mother was not worried about He Nuanfeng driving at night, Zhao Hailu proposed to go with He Nuanfeng, and the little cousin heard that she was going to pick up Jiang Mu and immediately jumped out and said that she would also follow. So, He Nuanfeng drove the car carrying the three people on the highway to the airport.

The wind and snow were heavy, the road was slippery after dark, there were several rear-end collisions, the highway was blocked into a parking lot, and the car was only halfway through at 11 o'clock, and the plane had landed.

He Nuanfeng was anxious and called Qin Siyuan. Qin Siyuan was more anxious than her, saying that the child called and cried and said that he was afraid. In the end, Qin Siyuan was anxious and asked, "Is the opposite lane blocked?"

He Nuanfeng lowered the window and looked at the opposite lane, there were only a few sparse cars, probably the cars were jammed on the way to the airport.

"The opposite direction is not blocked. He Nuanfeng said.

"Then you find a fork in the road and turn around to the opposite lane, and send me the location after stopping, and we will take a taxi first, and you pick him up." Qin Siyuan said. The next fork was not far away, He Nuanfeng drove the car to the opposite lane and found an open space to park.

After waiting for half an hour, a taxi stopped behind the car with double flashes, Zhao Hailu looked behind him and said, "It's them, right?"

"I'll go down and have a look. He warmer untied the seat belt and went to push the car door with one hand, the strong wind pressed the car door and couldn't push it open, she changed her two hands and pushed hard, the door only opened a crack, the wind swept the snow in, the heating in the car was fragile and collapsed, she shivered, and the little cousin screamed: "It's so cold!"

He Nuanfeng turned his head to look at his little cousin, while Zhao Hailu pointed to the car door. He Wenfeng turned around again and saw a hand wearing black gloves pressing against the window glass and closing the door. In the wind and snow, the tall man stood outside the car, his face covered tightly with a mask and hat, leaving only a pair of black eyes, like stars in the midnight sky.

He Nuanfeng's heart suddenly slipped up, hanging in the air and beating wildly.

Jiang Mu took his hand back and stood in the wind and snow looking at He Nuanfeng, who sat in the car and looked at him blankly. The two looked at each other for ten seconds, Jiang Mu turned around, dragged his luggage around the back of the car, and knocked on the back box cover. He Nuanfeng's mind couldn't turn around, but he didn't react, Zhao Hailu said: "He asked you to open the trunk." ”

He Wenfeng came back to his senses at this time, hurriedly pressed the trunk lock, he lifted the trunk lid, and put the luggage in the car.

This is a hatchback, as soon as the trunk is turned on and poured into the car, Zhao Hailu pulled the zipper of the down jacket under her chin, but the little cousin didn't cry out cold, and turned around to lie on the seat and look out. He Wenfeng sat stiffly in the driver's seat, unable to feel the warmth and cold. He put his luggage in the trunk, and her heart trembled as the car shook.

The little cousin commanded diligently: "Leave it here, there is still a place here." That's right, right here. She stole a glance in the rearview mirror, and the trunk lid blocked him. She looked away and looked at the snowflakes flying under the headlights in front of her, like a swarm of moths, and her heart was in a mess.

The car window was knocked on again, He Nuanfeng turned his head in fright, and saw Qin Siyuan trembling outside and pointing down with his index finger to ask her to open the window. She lowered the window glass, Qin Siyuan sent a red envelope in, He Nuanfeng raised his hand to pick it up, and the trunk was closed with a thud, which scared her shoulders and the red envelope fell to her lap.

"New Year's money. Qin Siyuan wiped off his mask and smiled at her, "Happy New Year." ”

"Just a red envelope, there are three of us here!" Zhao Hailu, who was sitting in the back row, scrambled to speak.

Qin Siyuan glanced behind him, then took four banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them into the car, and said, "Two hundred for one person, if there is no red envelope, just let it be." After Zhao Hailu took the money, he shouted crisply: "Thank you, Uncle Qin!" Qin Siyuan rolled his eyes, and turned to He Nuanfeng and said, "The person will be handed over to you, drive carefully on the road." ”

Before He Nuanfeng could answer, the co-pilot's door next to her was opened, and the hall wind came in through the open window on her side, and out of the open car door on that side, so cold that she sneezed.

The co-pilot's door slammed shut, and a hand reached out, still holding the steering wheel, and the hand slipped under her arm, causing her to duck backwards. Jiang Mu pressed the window controller on the door next to her, the window glass went up, she turned her head to look out in a panic, Qin Siyuan was waving goodbye to her, and then tightened her clothes and ran towards the taxi behind.

He Nuanfeng watched Qin Siyuan get into the taxi all the way, the taxi drove over, slowly turned and then blended into the traffic moving at a turtle speed, and the tail lights were drowned in the wind and snow. After watching it for a long time, she just didn't dare to turn her head to look at him.

There was a bizarre atmosphere in the car, no one spoke, including the little cousin sitting in the back.

There was a rustling sound of clothes rubbing against him, and He Nuanfeng guessed that he was taking off his mask and hat. The hand on the steering wheel tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened. Think about it, pretend to forget about it, right? Just like every time he came back, he chatted about trivial matters of work and life, cared about his health, and talked about innocuous things.

He has been like this all these years, not far away, not close, very safe.

He Nuanfeng turned his heart sideways, turned his head, and the moment he bumped into Jiang Mu's scorching black eyes, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she interpreted a smile that was more ugly than crying when she met after a long absence, and her eyes were very cowardly from his stunning face to his collar, the collar of his shirt was open to reveal the Adam's apple, and she didn't dare to look at such clear male features, her gaze continued to move down, stopping at the second button of his shirt. She felt like a sparrow in the snow.

He Nuanfeng shouted dryly at his buttons: "Brother Mu." ”

"Hmm. He replied in a low voice.