Jiangning, after a sudden heavy snowfall, everything was covered in silver makeup overnight. Before the winter, the boss of the real estate company instructed to transplant a few cold plums in front of the small villa, at this time a night of snow, plum blossoms have not bloomed, but the branches are white as a night of flowers. Early in the morning, the door of the villa was slowly pushed open, and a young woman wearing a green cloth jacket walked out, looked at the snow outside the door, smiled, turned back to the old man in the courtyard and said: "Teacher, you can't be lazy, it's cold, the doctor said to move your fingers more......

The old man in the courtyard waved his hand angrily: "Go to buy vegetables, yesterday the ninth day, today the tenth day of the new year, you don't need to be vegetarian anymore, right?"

The young woman pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "Let's go see if there are any wild crucian carp today, and come back to stew soup......"

"Don't be busy cooking when you come back, ask how the stinky boy is doing, it's been so long, and I won't say I'll call back...... The master is unfortunate, my old man accepted such a bad closed disciple in his old age......" The old man muttered to himself quietly.

The young woman in the green jacket stroked the hair around her ears and said with a smile: "Teacher, can you call the little junior brother yourself......"

"Why?" the old man rolled his eyes as stubborn as a child, "I want to beat you, anyway, I'm not happy to beat this unscrupulous disciple!"

The young woman in the green jacket shook her head with a smile, and gently closed the door of the villa behind her, and was about to walk through the light snow, when she looked up to see a man she had sworn she would never see again in her life.

......The man was under the plum blossom tree, and there were a few traces of light snow scattered from the branches on his shoulders.

Xue Luhe was stunned suddenly, and subconsciously took a few steps back quickly, looking flustered, and he didn't even want to look at the person.

The man smiled bitterly and said, "Xiaohe, are you so reluctant to see me?"

"I ......" The gentle woman was in turmoil for a moment, "I ...... I'm going grocery shopping......"

She picked up her pace rarely, almost trotting all the way through the snow. Finally out of the man's sight, he stopped in vain by the wooden chair in the landscape lake, and didn't care about the snow on the chair, so he sat down and was stunned alone.

The weather after the snow is rare and clear, the sky is blue, Xue Luhe remembered that the first time she met that person was on an afternoon after the snow, she met him in the quiet campus, but by mistake, it turned from two parallel lines to an intersection line, and then went their separate ways, getting farther and farther away from each other's lives.

She looked up at the sky, and a cynical smile suddenly appeared in her mind, and he said, Senior Sister, you can't hide and be sad alone, otherwise the next time you see Senior Sister, you can't help but kiss more.

She suddenly felt that her cheeks were hot, bit her lower lip, and said to herself with resentment: "Ahhh......hh

For some reason, the face that was not handsome but extremely difficult for her to forget appeared in her mind, and the person under the plum tree just now seemed to be less important and abrupt.

She took a deep breath, got up slowly, carried a bamboo basket, and walked to the nearest vegetable market outside the community - today I want to buy fish, buy tofu and vegetables, and call my junior brother......

When the shadow of the green jacket left the lakeside, the man in the suit under the plum tree just now slowly appeared, looking at Xue Luhe's back and frowning slightly, as if the woman who was sitting on the chair just now was not the little lotus who had once slept with him.

After a while, he exhaled deeply, the corners of his mouth lifted lightly, shook his head and smiled, Xiaohe, Xiaohe, it seems that you will not be able to walk out of my Wuzhi Mountain in your life.

Turning, he returned to the villa and stood for a few minutes, as if thinking about something, before finally deciding to knock on the door.

"Who?" said the old man's familiar voice in the courtyard.

The door slowly opened, and the old man's originally casual smile suddenly condensed on his face, and in an instant, the clouds turned cloudy: "What are you doing here?"

"Teacher, I'm ......"

"Get out!" the old man didn't seem to even want to look at him, and with a bang, he slammed the door quite loudly.

He continued to knock on the door, tirelessly: "Teacher, open the door, I want to talk to you well......"

"Get out, there's nothing to talk about!" the old man paced quickly back and forth in the small courtyard where the snow had been shoveled.

"Teacher, I know that you are very angry about Xiaohe's matter. But I also have my own problems. You open the door, whether you want to forgive me or not, but after all these years, give me a chance to explain......"

He continued to knock on the door, and the old man stopped in vain in the courtyard, opened the door after stepping through the door, and looked at the proud protégé he was once proud of: "Say, just stand at the door and say......"

"Teacher, I'm ......," he smiled wryly, "and it's okay to stand here." ”

He took a slight breath and said in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Teacher, I know, I'm sorry for Xiaohe." When I first married Xiaohe, I really liked Xiaohe. But as you know, I come from a humble working family, my dad is a university teacher, and you've been friends for many years, so you must know my situation very well. With my background#scenario, if you want to realize your life ideals, in the current social environment in China, the possibility is almost zero. Xiaohe is a very good wife, but it has not helped my career in any way, but Lin Meimei is different, with her and the family behind her, I have been able to go so smoothly over the years. ”

The old man sneered: "The new Chinese version of Chen Shimei, for the sake of glory and wealth, abandon the bad wife, do you still have the face to put yourself with a good name to realize your life ideals? ”

"Teacher, I'm ......" The man was suddenly anxious. Although the old man is about to die, his name is very useful, especially the old man's premier position in today's Chinese academic circles and his achievements all over the world, even national leaders have to give three faces.

"Is there anything else to say? If not, get out! Look at you more, I feel that I have stained my own eyes, even if I was blind back then, I will give you such a beast as Little Lotus!"

"Bang!" the door will slam shut again.

The man stood in front of the door, first smiling bitterly, then looking at the brass ring on the door, and let out an almost mean sneer.

"Old thing, do you really think that if you are a master of Chinese philosophy, no one can touch you?" he whispered to himself, "The old guy who is about to cover the coffin board is still running out of such a big anger, be careful that no one will send you to the end!"

He turned and walked away in the snow without a trace of regret.

When his back really disappeared, a green jacket slowly appeared in the corner of the wall.

She listened to the man's words word for word in her ears, she thought she would tremble with anger, but she didn't expect that she was so calm that even she was unexpected, she just took out her mobile phone that she didn't use very much, and sent a text message to someone who was thousands of miles away.

"It's snowing in Jiangning, can everything be fine?"