Hearing the sound of the engine beside him, He Wan'er subconsciously turned his head.

Although she only saw the butt of the car, she recognized it as a G63 at a glance.

It's her favorite white model, and the body is very new and hasn't been licensed.

In the past, she must be excited when she saw this car, but at this time she was in a very bad mood, her eyes just lit up, and then it dimmed again.

Watching the car disappear into the night, she took a deep breath and stomped her foot again.

She was a little cold and couldn't stand it, and when the fog came up at night, it was more scorching than the sub-zero temperature in the north.

He Wan'er hesitated, took out his mobile phone and swiped it lightly, his gaze stopping on the lit screen.

After a few seconds, she bit her lip and typed a few words into the dialog box - I'm mad if I don't come again.

At first, she felt that it was a little inappropriate to talk to him like this, but after waiting for two hours of anger, she stopped for a while, and finally clicked the send button.

There was still no response from the other side, but it seemed to have something more than before.

He Guan'er looked at the extra things on the screen, and for a moment, an overwhelming scream sounded in his ears.

The world in front of her was blurring, and there was still a small red dot in her vision.

Fortunately, she suddenly remembered that she couldn't cry on the street. Hurriedly looked up at the sky, until that little bit of wetness flowed back from his eyes to the bottom of his heart.

Before he could completely clean up his mood at the moment, He Waner heard the sound of a car's engine beside him.

She turned her head and saw a dark gray Volvo parked next to her.

She was also a little sluggish at this time, and only felt that the car in front of her looked a little familiar.

Just as the window was lowered, through a co-pilot, He Guaner saw a familiar and warm face.

"Qinghe, is it really you?" Ke Zhifang's voice couldn't help but be a little surprised, and his eyes were shining.

He Wan'er blinked, only to feel that the scene in front of him was a little unreal.

Ke Zhifang: Why is he?

How could she wait for him?

"I just had dinner with my friends. Ke Zhifang explained, paused slightly, and smiled like a big boy, "I shouldn't have walked this way, thinking that you are working here, I can't help but come and go in circles." ”

"Huh?" He Wan'er glared slightly, Rao was half a beat slower to react at this time, and he could also hear his off-string sound.

Ke Zhifang wisely stopped continuing, and asked her instead, "Are you waiting for someone?"

She didn't know how to answer, and the word in her mouth didn't know whether it should be "yes" or "no".

Ke Zhifang didn't wait for an answer, nor was he in a hurry, so he turned off the engine and got out of the car.

He paced in front of He Wan'er, saw her appearance clearly by the street lamp, and frowned: "I see that your face is not very good, have you been standing for a long time?"

"No," she denied, shaking her head hurriedly, "I'm fine." ”

"It's okay? You're like this, it's not like you're okay. Ke Zhifang's face was full of suspicion, "Qinghe, don't forget my profession." ”

He Wan'er buried his head, for fear that he would see the clues, and even more afraid that he would discover his reddish eyes.

"Are you really waiting for someone, who are you waiting for?" Ke Zhifang's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.

He Wan'er shook his head, and the expression on his face finally became a little more natural: "No one, waiting for a taxi, has not been able to call a car." Can you give me a drop-off? Just go to the subway station in front. ”

Ke Zhifang's eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything, and only replied softly: "Okay, I'll send you home." ”

December 22, winter solstice.

Gyeongju has reached the coldest season, He Waner is afraid of the cold and loves beauty, so going out every day is a struggle.

Whether it is a beautiful frozen person, or a wave of the white flag in your hand to the low temperature, and strive to survive in the fog that is full of fog in the morning and every pore will be soaked in the cold.

Generally speaking, it is the desire to survive that prevails, and this day is no exception.

He Waner was wearing a long white down jacket, the clothes were almost to the ankles, and the inside was a cashmere sweater and jeans. The pants have been washed too many times and turned white and torn, but it just so happens that ripped jeans have become popular in recent years, and she will make the mistake of catching up with the trend.

Before going out, he grabbed the long scarf in the entrance and put it around his neck, and was about to cover his mouth and nose when he went downstairs.

But I didn't expect to take the scarf along her, and something fell to the ground.

It's those two handkerchiefs.

One light brown and one light gray, neatly folded, wrapped in a bag.

He Wan'er's mood was not so good all of a sudden, and the enthusiasm in his body dissipated without a trace.

On that day, she asked Mo Chunshan to pick up a handkerchief, and waited on the side of the road until eight o'clock and there was no trace of him.

For two hours, she stood stupidly on the side of the road waiting for him, afraid that he would not be there according to the position she had posted, and she did not dare to move a single step.

His legs were numb and his hair was wet from the evening mist, only to receive a red exclamation mark.

Mo Chunshan actually pulled her into the blacklist.

He Wan'er was stunned for a long time, and he didn't understand why he was fine on the phone the day before, but in a blink of an eye, he put on an attitude of being kind and resolute.

At first, she thought this person was inexplicable, and then she was angry that she was released and not taken seriously all night, and only the next day did she suddenly realize.

It was she who was sentimental, thinking that she was really different from Mo Chunshan, but in the end, she found out that she was probably just having fun.

Mo Chunshan was happy and teased twice, but when he was unhappy, he threw it aside and ignored it.

Now Mo Chunshan probably has more important things, so he won't waste time and energy on her anymore.

Maybe they shouldn't have crossed paths in the first place, he was his big boss and strategized, and she was her little reporter, everyone thought they had never met, and they wouldn't cause trouble for each other.

He Wan'er was even a little lucky.

Her attempt to ask Mo Chunshan to change her handkerchief that day was actually obvious.

That day, under Caijia's teasing, she thought that she was really different to Mo Chunshan, so she took the initiative to take a step forward.

She felt that the decision at that time was important to her, and her heart was eager to try, but she was poured cold water on her head - so this relationship only existed for a day, and it came to an abrupt end before it even began.

It's so fast that she stops the loss in time before she has time to be sad, so God is not bad for her.

It's just that although she said to herself over and over again that this is really good, she can't help but feel a little grievance and loss.

went downstairs and got on the bus, and He Waner was in a state of loss all the way until he was woken up by a phone call.

It was her mother who called and asked her to go to her home in the new district at night to celebrate the winter solstice festival.

Grandma's family has always had the habit of the winter solstice festival, it is said that in the hometown of the northeast, they will make dumplings, sauerkraut oil, steamed steamed buns, and then come to a pot of iron pot stewed goose, and the whole body is warm and whirring after a meal, and the whole person is not afraid of the cold.

However, after arriving in Gyeongju, they followed the local customs, and like the locals, they began to eat mutton soup on the winter solstice.