Yan Hongzhi and Yoo Si-jin lay back to back and lay in the same bed.

But both of them had their own thoughts, and did not sleep, but opened their eyes in the dark, staring at somewhere in the void.

Liu Shizhen's mind kept appearing the look that Yan Hongzhi looked at him after singing, lingering.

And what Yan Hongzhi is thinking about in his heart is the wolf boy Kim Cheol-so, and Yan Hong-sik can't wait to see him.

What Yan Hongsik didn't know was that Kim Cheol-so was lying outside the window at the moment, staring at him intently.

His singing voice was exactly the same as in his memory, his eyebrows and eyes were so similar to the person in his memory, and Kim Cheol-so even smelled the familiar, sweet body odor like toffee.

Kim Cheol-so thought that this stranger must have a close connection with her.

The snow kept falling, and Kim Cheol-so was covered all over his body, turning him into a snowman, but he still stayed quietly outside the window, looking at Yim Hong-sik in the greenhouse.

***

When the sky was slightly bright, Yan Hongzhi woke up.

Liu Shizhen was still asleep, Yan Hongzhi tiptoed up, picked up his clothes, and opened the door to go out.

Put on your clothes and step down the wooden stairs to make a subtle creaking sound.

The fire in the fireplace was already dying, Yan Hongzhi added firewood to it, and the fire gradually grew again.

Yan Hongzhi went out with shoes on.

The heavy snow that had been falling for a day and night finally stopped, and the snow in the yard was up to my ankles.

As soon as the cold wind blew, snow particles drifted down from the roof and fell on Yan Hongzhi.

Yan Hongzhi's gaze fell on the wooden house on the right side of the courtyard.

Grandma said that the wooden house was Cheol-so's home.

Yan Hongzhi stepped on the snow and walked over.

Standing quietly in front of the wooden door for a long time, Yan Hongzhi took a deep breath and raised his hand to open the wooden door.

For a moment, it was as if he had entered another world.

The wooden house is full of tall and low plants, full of purple and red flowers, and the fragrance is fragrant, like a flower house.

Yan Hongzhi walked in, walked through the flowers and trees, and came to an iron gate to stand still.

There was not the slightest light coming through the crack in the door, and there was no sound inside the door.

Behind this iron gate, there may be Kim Cheol-so.

Yan Hongzhi reached out and grabbed the doorknob, slowly pulled it open, and the iron door made a heavy sound.

There was no one inside.

But the house was clean and tidy.

an iron bed with a patched acoustic guitar at the head of the bed; A wooden table, with a chair in front of it, on the table is a hardcover book and an exercise book, and in the middle of the spread exercise book is a pencil, on which the crooked pencil words can be vaguely seen; The leaky wooden walls were covered with pencil drawings, but it was not clear what was drawn.

This is where Cheol-so has lived for decades.

Dilapidated, desolate, and you can't help but want to cry.

Yan Hongzhi closed the iron door, turned around and walked out of the wooden house, and closed the wooden door again.

Outside, there is an endless field of snow, and there are many happy memories of my grandmother's childhood.

Yan Hongzhi walked through the snow.

After falling several times on the snow, Yan Hongzhi finally climbed a small hill.

Down the slope is a winding country road.

Yan Hongzhi patted the snow on his body, stood on the hillside and looked around, unexpectedly seeing a black figure on the other side of the hillside.

The figure was hunched over, rolling the snowball hard.

Yan Hongzhi's heart beat wildly for no reason.

He walked towards the figure, closer and closer, closer and closer.

Yan Hongzhi stopped a dozen steps away from the man.

The man heard his footsteps, stopped the snowball, straightened up, and watched him quietly.

Yan Hongzhi was surprised to find that the person's face was very similar to Liu Shizhen's, but he looked younger than Liu Shizhen, and his body was thinner.

After staring at each other silently for a long time, Yan Hongzhi finally found his voice: "Are you ...... Cheol-so? Kim Chol-so? ”

The man paused, looked at Yan Hongzhi and nodded slightly.

"So you're still here."

Yan Hongzhi forcibly held back the surging emotions in his heart and didn't let himself be too out of shape.

He came closer and stopped three steps away from Kim Cheol-so.

Yan Hongsik saw Kim Cheol-so's face more clearly, still the appearance of a teenager, and the long years had hardly left any marks on his face, except for the small scar on the left side of his face.

Yan Hongzhi tried to pull out a smile to make himself appear amiable.

"I don't even know what to call you." Yan Hongzhi said with a smile: "It stands to reason that you should be my grandfather, but you look younger than me, and I really can't call the title 'Grandpa Zhexiu'." ”

Kim Cheol-so said in a low, hoarse voice, "You are ...... Who? ”

Yan Hongzhi hurriedly said: "Ah, my name is Yan Hongzhi, Kim Soon-ja is my grandmother, and Kim Soon-yi is my aunt." ”

Hearing Kim Soon-yi's name, Kim Chol-so's good-looking eyes lit up instantly.

She ...... Are you okay? Kim Cheol-so asked not very fluently.

Yan Hongzhi paused and said, "She's fine." ”

Kim Cheol-so laughed.

Yan Hongzhi looked at the half-built snowman behind him and said, "Are you building a snowman?" Shall I help you? ”

Kim Cheol-so nodded.

Two people build a snowman together, and after building one, build another.

A snowman is too lonely.

The sun has risen, and golden sunlight is shining on the snowy fields.

Yan Hongzhi rubbed his hands that were red from the cold, looked at the snowman standing side by side on the hillside, and smiled with satisfaction on his face.

Kim Cheol-so hesitated for a while, and finally walked up to Yan Hong-sik, silently held his hands, and held them in his palms.

"It's warm." Yan Hongzhi said with a smile, but there were faint tears in his eyes.