Jiang Yihuai's home.....

Jiang Yihuai's mother looked at the snowflakes outside the window, and while putting a cup of hot lemon tea in her husband's hand, she frowned, and said, "Husband, do you want to call that kid, it's so heavy and it's dark, it's not safe..."

"He'll be eighteen in two years, can he still lose it?" Jiang Yihuai's father picked up the glass and took a sip of tea, and continued to edit the photos with the computer nonchalantly.

Jiang Yihuai's mother was not annoyed, but leaned over with a smile, "Let me see how you take a picture of my little daughter-in-law." ”

The person on the computer stood on the beach, holding her hat in her hand, smiling back, the sun just passing through her perfect jawline, sweet and quiet.

Outside the door, there was a sudden sound of keystrokes to enter the password, and the couple looked up at the same time to see the girl in the photo standing timidly in the doorway, and her son standing next to her.

"Back .. Coming back? Jiang Yihuai's mother was obviously a little frightened, and she was stunned to come up with such a sentence.

Jiang Yihuai grabbed the sleeve of the down jacket on Si Fang's body, forcefully took her into the house, and glared at his mouthy mother while banging on the door, "Don't scare her." ”

"Hello uncle and aunt." Si Fang took the opportunity to say hello, and shyly took off the coat that belonged to Jiang Yihuai, "I'm sorry to disturb your rest, I'll leave when the snow stops." ”

"No trouble, no trouble." Jiang Yihuai's mother stood up suddenly, and her ambiguous eyes wandered between the two of them.

"Lao Jiang Lao Jiang, you go and get them two cups of hot tea, don't freeze the child."

She patted him on the shoulder, put on his slippers and greeted him, smiling and loving, "Come play?" What do you want to eat? Jiang Yihuai is the best at cooking. ”

"No need, Auntie, I'll leave when the snow is a little smaller, thank you." Si Wei hurriedly waved his hand, looking flattered.

Jiang Yihuai really couldn't look at his mother's posture of forcing her to be a prostitute, pulled her body, and whispered: "Mom, don't make trouble, you don't know that uncle of Si Yan, you don't have any ability except to annoy people." ”

"Wronged?" Jiang Yihuai's mother looked at the red and swollen eyes of Si Wei and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Yihuai nodded and acquiesced.

"Then what are you doing in a daze?" She slapped him the arm and shouted, "I'm going to get her a change of clothes, why don't you go get some hot food?" ”

Jiang Yihuai rolled his eyes, saying that he was not satisfied, but his movements were not idle at all.

The white knitted sweater full of the smell of sunshine, the hot lemon tea in his hand, the steaming tomato baked rice on the table, and the noisy family at the table, Si Fang quietly watched all this, feeling the warmth of home that he had not felt for a long time.

In my uncle's house, there is never a meal that comes out of the pot, it is always a cold tone, and the same life is repeated every day.

The snow continued unstoppable until the outside world turned completely white, and it was nearly eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

Jiang Yihuai's mother cleaned up the guest room, and Si Fang didn't shirk it anymore, thanking for staying.

Jiang Yihuai looked at the interface of the text message chat with Gu Wei on his phone, and there was only one message on it, which was sent by Jiang Yihuai to Gu Wei, "She has been found", just three hours ago.

The door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and Si Fang cautiously poked his head in, so frightened that he hurriedly closed his phone.

"What's wrong? looks like a thief. Si Wei muttered and walked in.

"No.. Nothing.." Jiang Yihuai hid his mobile phone behind him, if she saw him and her uncle secretly Chen Cang, it is estimated that he will not see the sun tomorrow.

Si Fang looked at his deliberately hidden mobile phone, and looked for a new topic: "Remember to call me tomorrow when you go to school." ”

"Tomorrow's first class is our homeroom teacher's class, I can't be late...", she pulled the topic unhurriedly, her eyes swept over his obviously loose face, and she pounced on it at once, heading straight for the target - the mobile phone.

Fortunately, Jiang Yihuai reacted quickly, raised his hand high all of a sudden, and looked at someone who was in the air in a panic.

Due to inertia, Si Fang threw himself directly into his arms, wrapped his hands around his waist, raised his head dissatisfiedly, but met his gaze.

The white sweater was not tight, and one or two buttons were loosened, revealing a snow-white scene, ambiguous in the air.

Jiang Yihuai's throat moved slightly, and his blurry gaze frightened Si Fang hurriedly let go, took three steps back, pushed open the door and fled, leaving only the sweet aroma on her body.

His arms suddenly fell into thin air, and he greedily wanted more.