On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, a sudden snowstorm fell, and the snowflakes fell as if they were clumped, and after a while, the sky and the earth were so white that they could not distinguish each other.

When He Nuanfeng was guarding the pot of stewed chicken soup in the kitchen, Qin Siyuan called and asked her to drive to the airport to pick up Jiang Mu at night.

"The last flight from Beijing to Haicheng landed at 11 p.m. Qin Siyuan said.

He Nuanfeng held the mobile phone and kept silent, in fact, she was silent for a while.

"Warm wind, warm wind, can you hear it? The phone is not disconnected......" Qin Siyuan muttered, and He warmer wind said "um" slowly.

"My ex-wife has already gone to the airport, and now the children are home alone. I really couldn't find the right person, so I had to come to you...... You also know that Jiang Mu can't go out alone, in case he is recognized, it will be troublesome...... Do yourself a favor, warm air. Qin Siyuan begged earnestly.

"The snow is so heavy, will the flight be canceled?" He Wenfeng asked softly.

"I just checked with the airline and they said there was no notice of flight cancellations. Qin Siyuan said.

He Nuanfeng pursed his mouth, his nails scratching on the smooth glass countertop of the gas stove.

Qin Siyuan is Jiang Mu's agent, and he is now taking Jiang Mu to participate in the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala in Beijing. And Jiang Mu, he has become more and more popular in the past two years.

For his fans, Jiang Mu = the most unique treasure in the world. This is a group of girls with strong combat effectiveness, who can spend a lot of money for him to do data rankings all night, can support him rain or shine, regardless of the cold and heat, and can tear black powder and step on the marketing account for him to fight on the Internet. One of the most sensational things his fans have ever done is that he launched crowdfunding to build a hospital in the disaster area in the year of the flood in the south.

For passers-by, Jiang Mu = good singing + great acting skills + handsome appearance + too strong fan combat effectiveness + a top traffic with a good reputation.

For He Nuanfeng, Jiang Mu = the brother of the neighbor on the other side.

Qin Siyuan's original plan was to take Jiang Mu straight to the airport after the show and return to Haicheng by plane, so that they could accompany their families for the New Year. After landing, Qin Siyuan would drive Jiang Mu home, but his workaholic ex-wife suddenly received an order from the company to go on a business trip, because the nanny returned to her hometown for the Chinese New Year, and his ex-wife threw her six-year-old son to Qin Siyuan's house and left, so anxious that Qin Siyuan came to beg He Nuanfeng to pick up Jiang Mu at the airport, and he got off the plane and rushed home directly.

"Please, warm air. Qin Siyuan pleaded again and again. He Nuanfeng's ears were soft, and he couldn't stand a few soft words from others, so he had to agree: "Okay, I'll pick him up." ”

"That's good. Qin Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked instead, "It's snowing in Haicheng, right?"

He Nuanfeng said "um".

"Is the snow heavy?"

He Nuanfeng glanced at the window, and there was a layer of white mist on the glass, and he couldn't see the outside. She wiped the glass with the palm of her hand, and a shiny scratch appeared. The house was lit up and the outside was dark, and the glass reflected the bright lights, the white walls, and her shadow. Shoulder-length hair, high-necked thick needle red sweater, small round face, fleshy cheeks and chin, bright and gentle black eyes, like a good doll.

She couldn't see the outside clearly, only saw the big snowflakes smashing on the glass one after another, shattering and turning into snow foam, and she didn't know where to float when she was swept by the wind, leaving an inaudible crackling sound.

He Nuanfeng said: "It's quite big, it has been down for an hour." ”

"There's definitely snow on that road, so be careful when driving. Jiang Mu is about to play, so I hung up and said goodbye. ”

The phone hung up, He Nuanfeng's shoulders fell down, and his two arms hung down weakly. Thinking that she was going to drive to pick up Jiang Mu in a while, she was about to meet, so she ...... Worry.

She hadn't seen him in a month.

The He family and the Jiang family have been neighbors for more than 20 years, Jiang Mu is four years older than He Nuanfeng, and their fathers teach at the same university. The two grew up together, and now Jiang Mu is a popular artist, and He Nuanfeng is a police officer.

On Jiang Mu's mother's birthday a month ago, He Nuanfeng wanted to go home early after finishing his work quickly, but he made a mistake in his busyness, and stayed to work overtime after being reprimanded by the leader. A male colleague kindly drove her home, and when she got downstairs, she deliberately got out of the car and came over to comfort her a few words, she couldn't hold back her crying, the male colleague took out a tissue and handed it to her, which was bumped into by Jiang Mu.

At that time, he was glaring at people like that, his face was so blue that his eyes were so cold that he could punch through two holes in people's heads. Rao has been a police officer for many years, and his colleagues who are used to seeing criminals were also frightened by him. She knew that he had misunderstood, so she wiped away her tears and introduced: "This is my brother." This is my colleague. ”

He said very little that night. Although he didn't talk much, it was suspiciously few that night. Drinking, silence, and only one sentence from beginning to end: "Happy birthday, Mom." Everyone noticed his abnormality, but no one knew what was going on except He Nuanfeng.

In the evening, after dinner, she went home with her grandmother, and he came out to send her, and when she entered the house, she turned around to close the door, but he held the door and wouldn't let her close it. She looked up, and he was looking down at her, the expression on his face was as pale as usual, but his eyes were extremely black, like ink, tumbling with some emotion, as if the turbid whirlpool was about to spew out of his eyes.

It's like she's done something heinous.

In normal times, she knew that he had misunderstood and would definitely explain it to him, but she was in a very bad mood that night, so she slammed the door and locked him out.

That night, he left for Hangzhou to film, and they never contacted each other again. That thing hangs like that, to be continued.

Sometimes the longer the misunderstanding drags on, the more difficult it is to explain the words, and a thing that is nothing is explained every other month, but it is full of emptiness, and it will become darker and darker. He Nuanfeng has been avoiding it like this, hoping that this matter will pass like that. She was a confused account with him, she was used to being a shrunken turtle, and she only thought about the next time they met, when nothing happened, she would say hello and pass.

Next to each other, we're now, and we're going to meet tonight...... She found that she was far less calm than she had imagined.

He Nuanfeng was worried about the pot where the soup was cooking, and the scratch mark on the glass was slowly smoked white by the steam. The little cousin outside screamed: "Jiang Mu !!"

He Nuanfeng snorted.

Zhao Hailu said sourly: "Hey sister, this is a backstage interview, and you haven't officially come on stage yet, what are you excited about?"

The little cousin is the daughter of Uncle He Nuanfeng's family. Zhao Hailu is He Nuanfeng's best friend.

He Nuanfeng's mother died early, and his father was engaged in archaeology all the year round, and she and her grandmother were the only two people in the family. The uncle's family lives in the Northeast and came to Haicheng to visit his grandmother during the Chinese New Year. Jiang Mu's mother looked at the old and young of her family, and simply took over the task of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and set a big table in the Jiang family. After knowing that Zhao Hailu was also alone in Haicheng, he called over to eat together, and there were many people.

The little cousin is Jiang Mu's hardcore fan, Zhao Hailu is a star agent, and there is currently only one artist under him: Zhao Yao.

"It's handsome......," the little cousin said obsessively.

"Isn't Zhao Yao handsome?"

"Zhao Yao, it's good to compare with others, but it's a little worse than Jiang Mu. ”

"What's missing?"

"Temperament, talent, figure, almost anywhere. It's okay to sing, if he dares to compare, it will be humiliating himself. ”

Zhao Hailu said: "Phew!"

As soon as the kitchen door opened, He Nuanfeng turned around and saw that it was Jiang Mu's mother.

"Is the chicken soup ready?" asked Jiang's mother.

He Nuanfeng said, "Okay." Mother Jiang covered the door and walked over, picked up the soup spoon and fished out two wings in the soup, took a small bowl and stuffed it into He Nuanfeng's hand, and said, "There are outsiders, you can go out after eating." ”

The bottom of the bowl was hot, hot palms, He Nuanfeng poured the bowl upside down, and called "Auntie ......", Jiang's mother "shh ”

He Nuanfeng obediently agreed, and Jiang's mother went out with the soup pot. Closing the door, He Nuanfeng leaned against the door and held the bowl in a daze. She didn't have a mother since she was a child, and she grew up in the countryside with her grandmother. When I was in elementary school, I came to Haicheng with my grandmother. When she first came, she was not in good health and always sick, timid, introverted and rustic, if she didn't have Jiang's mother to take care of her, she would be depressed.

Jiang's mother treats her as if she were her own daughter, so she will treat Jiang Mu as her own brother. Who knew that the karma was staggering, and what Jiang Mu thought in her heart was not the same thing as her at all......

Someone knocked on the door again, He Nuanfeng let go of the door, and Zhao Hailu probed his head in: "What are you doing?"

He Nuanfeng didn't reply, and after Zhao Hailu came in, he immediately found the small bowl of chicken wings in He Nuanfeng's hand, and said twice: "Just now your cousin was still fishing for chicken wings in the pot, it turned out that they were all here with you." As he spoke, he closed the door and pinched one of his wings with two fingers and put it in his mouth. The chicken wings were stewed to the bone and crispy meat, and the fragrance was not good, and the flesh and bone were separated after sucking, Zhao Hailu hummed intoxicatedly, stuffed the other wing into He Nuanfeng's mouth, and said vaguely: "Eat, don't you hurry up and wait for the East Window incident?"

He Nuanfeng ate the chicken wings. Zhao Hailu took out a wet towel and handed it to He Nuanfeng, and asked, "What's wrong, right?" Look at your face, you are as worried as a bitter gourd. ”

He Nuanfeng pinched the tissue and whispered, "Qin Siyuan, please let me pick up Jiang Mu at the airport at night." ”

Zhao Hailu's voice immediately rose an octave: "Let you pick it up? Why did he go?!"

"His ex-wife is on a temporary business trip, and he wants to go home with the children. ”

Zhao Hailu pursed her lips and muttered dissatisfiedly: "You let Jiang Mu fire him, hire me as an agent, I don't have a family drag, as long as I don't let me sleep with him, I'm willing to do anything!"

Zhao Hailu has always been open-mouthed, He Nuanfeng pursed his lips and smiled, Zhao Hailu clutched the wet wipes into a ball and threw them into the trash, snorted with a sad face, and asked, "Is Jiang Mu's film in Hangzhou finished?"

He Nuanfeng's eyelids jumped and said, "I don't know." "Go to the sink and turn on the faucet to wash your hands.

"You really don't know anything about him?" asked Zhao Hailu.

Outside, Jiang's mother shouted: "Warm wind, Xiao Mu is on stage, come over quickly." ”

He Nuanfeng pursed his lips and didn't speak, Zhao Hailu snorted disdainfully: "You just pretend! I'll see how long you can pretend!" "I really don't know." He Nuanfeng said with a frown.