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On the first day of December, the sky was full of snowflakes, and the students came to the corridor during recess and leaned on the guardrail, some of them stretched out their palms, some of them stuck out their tongues, and everyone was excited, but the teenagers, watching the thunder, the lightning, the sea and the flowers, were very excited, they were still at an age where they would scream for everything in nature.

"It's snowing so early." He Zixuan withdrew her hand and rubbed the crystal snowflakes with her fingers.

Fang Yuan lay on the guardrail beside her, holding her chin with one hand and asked her, "How are you and Ke Feifei doing?" ”

Since that extremely embarrassing encounter in the bubble tea shop, these two good friends have been in a cold war for a long time, but after all, they are in the same class, they don't look up and don't look down, although there are not no girls who can talk about fashion, stars and love with He Zixuan, but there are few girls who can talk together - only with Fang Yuan - they are highly consistent in both clothes and boys' tastes, and it is the kind of relationship in which she can immediately shout "Yes, yes, yes, I also feel" after she finished the first half of the sentence, and over time, after Fang Yuan took the initiative to show favor several times, The two were reconciled.

"It's the same." He Zixuan replied, "How else can it be good?" ”

Originally, Fang Yuan didn't like Ke Feifei much, but because he was a high-quality boy within the scope of contact, she launched an offensive, but she didn't take it down, and she didn't feel a loss, and when she learned that He Zixuan and he started a relationship, she was also a little unhappy at first, after all, she had a feeling of losing in the arena, and she didn't think it was anything if she wanted to open it, after all, they were childhood sweethearts.

Fang Yuan laughed evilly, her concern about their relationship was completely out of gossip, she made a lewd gesture and asked, "Did you do anything that shouldn't have been done?" ”

"Nope." He Zixuan rolled her eyes, "Thank you for your concern." ”

"What, how long have you both been better, and what are you reserved?" Fang Yuan suddenly covered her mouth and pretended to be surprised and said, "It's not that you two don't know how to get it, right?" ”

He Zixuan replied with a wicked smile, "It's not as good as you know, how familiar you are makes perfect." ”

Fang Yuan was speechless for a moment by her counterattack, and was thinking about how to refute her, Ke Yuan flew over to the other end of the corridor.

Even if he didn't make a sound, He Zixuan seemed to be able to sense that Ke Yufei's breath was approaching, and turned his head in time, maybe it was really that the two of them had been together for too long, and they could know where the other party was just by relying on the flow of air.

Ke Yufei handed over a "classmate directory" to He Zixuan, and he said: "This old Yi, I finished writing." ”

"Hey, Feifei, you came just in time, write me a paragraph too." Fang Yuan said, turned around and went to the classroom to record his classmates.

"What did you write?" He Zixuan opened the square color page book, Ke Feifei reached out and quickly flipped through the page to help her find her own page, "I'll take ......a look," she laughed, "What the hell." ”

Ke Feifei painted a long-haired beauty with a pair of long legs, but because of her poor painting skills, the beauty was not very beautiful, so he marked "The future Lao Yi: long-legged boba beauty" on the side of his head, and then left a blessing: Lao Yi, I wish you to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, accept the edification of beauty, develop twice, and become a super beauty.

"You assigned the tyrant to her." He Zixuan closed the notebook and asked him, "Then what blessing are you going to give me?" ”

"I'm your local tyrant, what more blessings do you need?" Ke Feifei spread out his hands, "I wish you and your local tyrant a hundred years of happiness." ”

"Okay, but since you're a local tyrant, then I can't bless you to become a local tyrant?" He Zixuan said with a smile.

Ke Feifei raised his eyebrows and said, "Then you wish me a full house of children and grandchildren." ”

He Zixuan looked left and right to see that no one was paying attention to this, so he picked up the A4 big notebook to block the sight of the people around him, and quickly kissed Ke Yufei on the face, and the two of them seemed to be sharing a forbidden fruit and smiled at each other sweetly.

"Yi Xuejia is celebrating her birthday." He Zixuan tugged at the corner of Ke Feifei's clothes, looked at him coquettishly and said, "My gift, can you help me prepare it?" I just finished celebrating Zhou Linuo's birthday last month, and my pocket money is tight. ”

"If you don't have any money, you can ask me to take it, what's yours is yours, and mine is yours." Ke Feifei hurriedly took out her wallet, and without looking at it, she took out all the banknotes in her bag and stuffed them into the pocket of her school uniform, "Is it enough?" ”

He Zixuan's face flushed with satisfaction, her ears had long been red from the cold, and the whole person was like a ripe peach, "hehe" smiled, and called sweetly, "Tuhao." ”

Ke Yufei also smirked, raised his hands to cover her ears and rubbed them, "Are you cold?" I didn't wear the scarf I bought for you, and I think I'll have to buy you earmuffs. As he spoke, he glanced at the snow and muttered to himself, "I wonder if it will snow on Lao Yi's birthday?" Originally, I wanted to set up a horseback riding game, but she definitely liked it. ”

On the night of Saturday, December 19, the cold wind howled outside the window, Yi Xuejia lay on the bed at home and called Ke Yufei, wanting to ask if he would meet in the park tomorrow, but it rang until he automatically hung up and no one answered.

She had no choice but to edit a text message and send it: "Teacher Ke, tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, don't forget, people can not come, my gift will be obtained." ”

Before she could lie down any longer, she heard footsteps outside the door, although it was very slight, but it was a loud "enemy approaching warning sound" that she had heard since she was a child, as if she was scouting the enemy, and she turned over and jumped up, and could accurately lie down in front of the desk and pretend to be reviewing the moment the bedroom doorknob was turned open.

"Jiajia? What about homework? Lin Biguang glanced at it, saw Yi Xuejia nodded, and walked in and said, "You sit up straight, do you still want your eyes?" ”

Yi Xuejia turned around and saw Lin Biguang holding a brand-new large drawing board in her hand, and she said, "Wow! She screamed and pounced, hugged her in her arms, and stroked the dark green interlining, she used to buy the drawing board when she was a freshman, and the size was not enough, when she was painting, the hem of the sketch paper hung out so much, the four corners of the fabric had already worn out holes, and the board was covered with paint bumps that could not be picked off.

"I'll be seventeen after twelve." Lin Biguang sat down on the edge of the bed, there was only one lamp in the room, she looked at Yi Xuejia in the backlight, her appearance was exactly the same as when she was a child, and she didn't seem to see any traces of growing up, so she showed a smile on her face that seemed to be reassuring, "Time flies so fast......

"Nope." Yi Xuejia jumped on the bed, sat down cross-legged, still moving like a tumbler and said, "I think it's quite slow." ”

"Of course you children think that time flies slowly, and when you reach my age, it will be strange, alas? Why am I so old? She reached out and tugged at her daughter's ear and said, "Huh? When will I have a baby? Alas? Why are the children so old? ”

Hearing her talk like this, Yi Xuejia suddenly felt something in her throat surging straight into her nose for a moment, and she wanted to cry a little, because every year she grew up meant that her mother was a year old, but she couldn't say "Mom, I don't want you to ......be old" at this time-after all, it's a birthday, and this sad word seems to be very unsightly about the atmosphere-

So Yi Xuejia just smirked, Lin Biguang reached out and pressed her leg and said, "Don't shake it, I'm dizzy." ”

At this moment, the sound of opening the door came from the living room, and it turned out to be Yi Chengcheng, who rushed home overnight, and he whispered as he walked in lightly, "Is Jiajia asleep?" Seeing that the mother and daughter were awake, a smile bloomed on his face, which had recently aged several years from sun exposure and fatigue.

"Daddy!" Yi Xuejia exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Biguang was also surprised, "Hey, you didn't say you were coming back?" ”

"Then I have to come back, such an important day." Yi Chengcheng's hands behind his back suddenly took out a white bear fluff doll, and he said to his daughter, "Happy birthday, my eldest lady!" ”

"Wow-" Yi Xuejia was stunned, then cheered cooperatively, and reached out to take the doll over, "Thank you, Dad." ”

Yi Chengcheng missed many of Yi Xuejia's growth moments because she was not at home all the year round, so she didn't know that Yi Xuejia didn't like dolls, she had preferred toys like simulated cold weapons and Transformers since she was a child, and sure enough, Lin Biguang glanced at Yi Chengcheng complainingly and said, "How old do you think your daughter is?" It's better to buy a doll than buy her some paint or something, it's more practical. ”

"This gift is still practical, can it be called a gift?" Yi Chengcheng is very proud of his choice, "Girls like dolls, flowers, and things no matter how big they are." ”

"I like it very much, and I'll sleep with it in my arms for the rest of the year." Yi Xuejia rounded the field for his father, when the economy was tight at home, he could still rush back from other places and buy such a "flashy" gift for her, which was enough to make her fall in love with the white bear in her hand.

"Look." Yi honestly raised his chin at Lin Biguang with satisfaction, "You have been a mother for a long time, and you don't remember what girls like." ”

"You still dislike me? I was a girl when I was with you. Lin Biguang slapped Yi honestly in disgust and asked, "Are you hungry?" Do you want to cook a bowl of noodles? ”

"You're my girl too." Yi honestly smiled and rubbed his stomach and said, "I haven't eaten dinner yet." ”

"I know." Lin Biguang walked to the kitchen while chattering, "How many times have I told you, don't drive on an empty stomach, it's dangerous." ”

Yi Xuejia looked at the back of her parents, hugged the doll in her arms with all fours, and fell into a happy mood that can be called "the years are quiet", but because she remembered the debt situation at home, she faintly had a sense of worry mixed with this happiness, as if she was sitting on a raft, floating in the golden river, everything was so beautiful, as long as it didn't blow the wind.