。 She cut the bananas, warmed the milk, made banana milk, poured it into a milk cup, put it on a tray, and carried it upstairs with the takeaway sandwiches. She stood outside Lei Ming's room, hesitated, and finally didn't knock on the door. Qian Xiaomo just put the tray at the door of the room, she knew that Lei Ming didn't want her to disturb his work. So Qian Xiaomo just stared at the door in front of her affectionately, turned around and walked towards the bedroom upstairs. Li Bin's bedroom door shot some bright light, Qian Xiaomo knocked on the door, "Binbin, are you okay?" ”

"You go, I don't want you to care!" Li Bin's immature voice and Lei Ming had a tone.

"I don't want you to care!"

Li Bin's voice coincided with Lei Ming's voice in Qian Xiaomo's mind, and her heart suddenly became cold.

Qian Xiaomo just wanted to confirm that Li Bin had arrived at the room, and then she didn't say anything, checked that the doors and windows of the villa were locked, and then turned off the lights on the ground floor of the villa, and silently went to her room. The fog at night drifted in the air, and a beam of silver snow illuminated the windowsill of the bedroom, Qian Xiaomo walked up and stood in front of the window and stayed alone with the snow on the ground.

The breeze blew in through the gap in the unclosed window, gently stirring the shatter in Qian Xiaomo's forehead.

This face under the light of the snow is paler than snow. The mottled shadows of the trees swayed across her face, as if they had cut her heart into pieces. Qian Xiaomo pursed her red lips tightly, and the depths of her eyes seemed to be interpreting a complex story.

The shadow behind him poured to the ground.

Downstairs, Lei Ming's room.

Yi Tong leaned over slightly, "Then I'll go first." ”

"Hmm." Lei Ming replied simply, still looking at Wen Jiàn in his hand with low eyebrows.

Yi Tong opened the door and was about to take a step, but he received it again.

"Young Master."

Lei Ming raised his head and looked in the direction indicated by Yi Tong, and there was a tray outside the door. On the tray were steaming milk and two sandwiches placed on a plate. Lei Ming was fascinated, but in the end, he just lowered his eyelids, and whispered at the corner of his mouth: "Take it and pour it down." ”

"Yes."

Yi Tong did not hesitate at all, held the tray and closed the door of the room.

After the door closed, Lei Ming's hand holding the pen finally let go stiffly, and he leaned back in his chair tiredly and weakly.

A gust of wind blew, and the branches rustled outside the window.

Lei Ming looked sideways, and the clear wind made his brain much easier. He stood up and stood in front of the window, opening it wider. The snow light mixed with the moonlight shrouded his body, hazy, gilding Lei Ming with a layer of clear light. The thin and lonely back stretched longer and thinner, looking more arrogant and lonely.

Under the same night, Qian Xiaomo looked at the floating clouds in the sky, like silk.

Lei Ming also looked at the outline of the sky with all his might, imagining when he would be able to break through all kinds of constraints.

She didn't know he was downstairs at the window, and he didn't know she was upstairs with the window open.

It's just the distance between the two windows, but no one has opened the window in their hearts.

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