He waited for her for six years. Six years is a long time, and she finally failed a man's six years.

That's how the days of waiting were, she understood.

She leaned against the tree on the side, the snow fell from time to time, on her shoulder, on her body, and even on her face, the door never opened, I don't know, whether he was there or not.

Just as she was about to leave, there was a sound of footsteps behind her, very familiar, her body stiffened slightly, and the figure that was burned in the memory, step by step, step by step, step by step, she hurriedly turned her back, but, from beginning to end, he didn't find that there was a snowman here.

He took out the key, opened the door, and slammed it shut, and it closed two worlds.

her

And......

His.

Bai Mengyao rubbed her fingers that were about to freeze, this is how she is ready to go home, step by step when she comes, and she will go back.

By the time she got home, she felt like she was about to freeze.

She squatted down and put her hand on the stove to roast, the slight warmth reflected on her face, and gradually seemed to melt the ice and snow outside, and there was a small space here, which was so warm.

She sighed in contentment.

It's so warm.

Time is still passing like this, and the snow is also on the day of the approaching New Year, stopped, people are taking advantage of the good weather, and then go out to buy the unfinished New Year's goods, thinking, is it the New Year, the snow can stop.

It's just that on the night of the 29th of the new year, the snow fell again, and yesterday's sun was only out for half a day, and today I hid in it again.

Come to think of it, their year is destined to be a year of ice and snow.

Outside, almost all the stores are closed, and every household is also going to the New Year, no matter what the situation of the year, the New Year is the largest and favorite festival of the year for Chinese.

Similarly, the bookstore was closed.

Fortunately, Bai Mengyao has already rented at least twenty books, and if she continues to read like this, when the rented bookstore opens, I am afraid that she will not be able to finish it.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, that is, the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, which is the first Chinese New Year's Eve she has spent outside, and the first year she has spent alone.

Outside, it can be said that it is icy and snowy, and today's year is really cold.

She shuddered and picked up the phone.

"Well, Mom, I'm fine, I'm in my classmate's house, I have everything, we'll watch the Spring Festival Gala later, well, yes, there are a lot of delicious food, don't worry, we won't starve ourselves, you forgot it, your daughter's cooking is delicious."

She reported the safety to Shen Yue, and then Bai Yuanming.

"Dad, it's me, I'm fine, I'm going to watch the Spring Festival Gala now, yes, it's cold here," she rubbed her hands, and when she looked through the window, she could still see those snowflakes falling from time to time under the street lamps, and before long, strings of firecrackers were already ringing around.

"Dad, it's time to set off the cannon, I'm going to put some too."

After saying that, she hung up the payphone, and at this time, fireworks burst out above her head, in fact, it was far away, but she always felt that this was in front of her eyes. She lifted her face and watched the fireworks begin, dissipate, and then turn to dust.