The snow fell overnight, and the wooden bridges, dead trees, and cornices were covered in silver, pure white and flawless. The finch pushed open the murmuring door with the toiletry, and the cold wind carried the snowflakes into the house, falling the curtains, and rolling into the beaded curtains, psychedelic and ethereal.

Ling Xiao had already gotten out of bed, and at this time he was only wearing a coat on his shoulders, standing quietly in front of the window, the wind was blowing in bursts, with a chill, and at the same time with scattered snowflakes. Through the half-hidden carved window, she looked at the two red plums by the pond in the snow curtain, and today's red plums seemed to be much more delicate than those of the previous days, and the branches were already there

Covered with snow, he stands tall and slender in the snow. Bright red petals loom in the snow-made gown, swaying in the playful caress of the wind.

"Second Miss, it's cold, it's not good to stand here with a cold." The finch inadvertently saw Ling Xiao standing in front of the window in the beaded curtain, the wind and snow pouring in from the window blowing the corners of her hair and clothes, and the warm tent not far behind her slowly danced.

Ling Xiao retracted his gaze, gently closed the window, and said to the finch: It's okay, how can the body be so delicate. ”

Finch put the wooden basin in her hand steadily, turned around and closed the door, completely blocking the cold outside the house. "Second Miss, wash up, otherwise the water will be cold in a while." The finch carried the tub to the back room.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the surroundings were so quiet that it seemed that even the wind could not be heard. The wooden bridge, which has been covered with snow, has an extra touch of umbrella. Jiang Tingxue stepped on the soft snow with light steps, like a fairy in the snow, walking towards Ling Xiao's house step by step.

When she entered the house, Ling Xiao had already dressed and freshened up. "I thought you hadn't gotten up yet." Although he was holding an umbrella, Jiang Tingxue still had a lot of snowflakes on her body, which was contaminated with the cold. As soon as he entered the house, his hands shook off the fine snowflakes that had not melted on his body.

"Sister Xue came to sit, why did you come so early, something?" Ling Xiao asked, pointing to the soft seat.

Jiang Tingxue deliberately jokingly asked, "I can't come to you if I'm fine?" ”

Ling Xiao smiled: "That's not it, just ask casually." ”

"Tease you." Jiang Tingxue smiled brightly, just like the sunshine in spring, sitting opposite Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao said helplessly: "I'm not a child. ”

"I've been in the house for so long, it's time to go out for a walk, or I'll get stuffy." Ling Xiao listened to Jiang Tingxue's words, and instantly knew the purpose of Jiang Tingxue's coming, and actually wanted to take her out.

"It was only yesterday, and it didn't take long." Ling Xiao felt that the day was not long, just because she had long been used to it.

"Then you don't want to go out with me?" Jiang Tingxue said with a look of disappointment.

"Of course not, it would be a pity not to go out and enjoy such a wonderful snow scene." Ling Xiao's mind came up with the snow scene he had seen in Luo Wei when he was a child. It was a vast expanse of white, boundless, tall cedars, lonely snow houses, hazy snow curtains, and the gorgeous pole in the north

Light. That fairytale-like scene only needs to be seen once, and it has been deeply imprinted into the depths of the soul, not to mention the number of times Ling Xiao has seen it more than once.

"But I wasn't the one who went out with you today." Jiang Tingxue sold a pass.

Ling Xiao knew that Jiang Tingxue always liked to adjust her appetite, so she simply followed Jiang Tingxue's meaning: "Who is that?" ”

"I tie you to my side every day, and if someone doesn't say anything, I guess I'm already very dissatisfied." Jiang Tingxue said that there were people, and Ling Xiao naturally knew that it was Lu Jingxing.

"You're misunderstood." Ling Xiao got up and opened a gap in the window, and the gas released by the charcoal fire was a little strong.

"He's busy preparing what he needs to get out, and I'll be a good man to tell you. Let's go, go with breakfast. Jiang Tingxue picked up the cloak placed aside and draped it for Ling Xiao, and walked through the snow against the snow.

The carriage was already waiting outside the gate, and a coachman in a cloth and a bucket stood beside the carriage, a little snow accumulated, like an exile who had gone through the wind and frost and did not know how to return.

Ling Xiao held the stove in his hand, not knowing where he was going, he glanced sideways at Lu Jingxing, who was in the fox fur, and revealed the problem in his heart with his eyes. Lu Jingxing immediately understood: "I told you when I came that the snow scene in Qiantang Lake is good. ”

Ling Xiao thought that the three of them would go out together, but when he went out, he realized that Qian Zhuang still had a bunch of things waiting for Jiang Tingxue.

The two men in the carriage were relatively silent, and the world outside the carriage was even more silent. Ling Xiao felt the slight shaking of the carriage and stroked the hand stove that gradually turned from hot to cold, time had left a sinuous and slender mark on the snow.

The carriage grew more and more stable, and finally came to a halt by Merlin. Although the scenery of Qiantang Lake that Ling Xiao saw at this time was wonderful, it was not the modern West Lake. It has no "broken bridge", there is only snow; It also does not have the "Nanping Evening Bell", but it has "Twin Peaks Inserting Clouds"; It also does not have "Quyuan Wind Lotus" and "Leifeng Sunset".

", "Flower Lane Watching Fish", it can't see the "Spring Dawn of the Su Causeway" and can't hear the "Oriole in the Willow Waves". All it really exists is the snow covering everything, the mist between heaven and earth, the deep plum forest blooming in the wind and snow, and the fine quicksand lying under the still water. Such a scene is more like a natural scene,

It is not an artificially modified scene.

The snow creaked under his feet, and two pairs of footprints snaked from the edge of the forest to the depths. Neither of them held an umbrella, Ling Xiao wore the hat that the cloak already had, looking at the branches intertwined with plum and snow, and his heart was as quiet as the night when no one was silent.

Fei Fei's white snow fell all over the cloak, and the faint fragrance filled the nose. The cold wind blew and the corners of their clothes fluttered, but neither of them cared.

"The plum and the snow are three points white, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum." Faced with this scene, Ling Xiao inadvertently chanted this poem.

Although there was a sound of the wind, Lu Jingxing still heard Ling Xiao's words clearly. Lu Jingxing turned his head sideways, looking at Ling Xiao who was rising in the wind at the corner of his clothes, there was a soft light in his eyes, a soft light like the afterglow of the sunset, with nostalgia and indulgence. The corners of his mouth twitched: "This is also what you see in the book."

Target? ”

"That's right." Ling Xiao looked back, and just collided with the soft light in Lu Jingxing's eyes and the shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, maybe it was the fog of snow, and he was lost for a while, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Another gust of cold wind blew, and Ling Xiao was alert and looked away.

Her cold cheeks were flushed and slightly hot. Lu Jingxing looked at Ling Xiao like this, the light in his eyes was softer, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was deeper. He spoke slowly: "I want to keep you by my side for the rest of my life, are you willing?" ”

"A life is too short. Forever, how? Ling Xiao looked back again, and in an instant, she finally walked out of Lushan and recognized her true face.

"Just as you say." Lu Jingxing's voice at this moment was as beautiful as his flute. In the snowflakes, the two looked at each other for a long time, and finally both smiled and continued to walk forward. A few sentences have exhausted the love in their hearts, and there is no need for too many Chinese words, but they already know each other in their hearts.

Walking out of Merlin, you can really come to the edge of Qiantang Lake. The lake is still and waves, and countless snowflakes fall one after another, and finally merge with the lake water, disappearing without a trace. The mountains in the distance seemed to be wrapped in a white coat, and there seemed to be nothing in the ethereal haze. The grass and trees on the other side have withered, and the snow has piled up on the branches, the Lord

Dry, misty or misty in the vast snow.

A canopy boat was anchored, and the boatman, an old man wearing a hat, had been waiting here for a long time. The stove at the plywood was blazing, and the water in the clay pot was boiling and sizzling.

"Are you going to swim in the lake?" Taking a boat ride on the lake in the snow, Ling Xiao is still trying it for the first time.

"It's a special taste, do you want to try it?" Lu Jingxing looked at Ling Xiao.

"Okay." Ling Xiao actually had a hint of expectation.

"Slow down." Lu Jingxing had already boarded the boat, stretching out his slender and powerful hand to hold Ling Xiao's arm.

"Did you move your home?" Ling Xiao saw that all kinds of things were available in the tent boat, even the qin and chess, and joked with a smile.

"If you like to live on a ship, I'll stay with you for ten years." Lu Jingxing handed Ling Xiao a moderately warm stove in his hand and said in his mouth.

"The water is too shaky, floating, and it always feels unreal in the unstable, and it is difficult to settle down in my heart. That's why I still like to live on land. Ling Xiao carefully rubbed the hand stove, it not only warmed Ling Xiao's hand, but also warmed Ling Xiao's heart. She finally felt like she wasn't alone anymore, no

is a heartless person, she not only has a heart, but also has a person in her heart. She is not homeless, Lu Mansion is her home, and Jiang Mansion is also her home.

"I'll give you a solid life, do you believe me?" Lu Jingxing's words came from the depths of his heart, simple and unpretentious, but they were better than all words.

Ling Xiao didn't say anything, but nodded solemnly with a firm look in response. Lu Jingxing's eyes reflected Ling Xiao's firm eyes, and his heart was finally steady.

"Did you bring this rod too?" Ling Xiao accidentally caught a glimpse of a fishing rod lying in the corner, and became interested.

Lu Jingxing followed her gaze and replied, "It should be the boatman's." ”

"I should be fine if I use it, right?" Ling Xiao didn't want to touch other people's things rashly, which was rude.

"You want to fish?" Lu Jingxing didn't know that Ling Xiao still had this interest.

"I want to experience the artistic conception of fishing in the cold river." Ling Xiao is addicted to poetry, and also wants to experience a solo fishing in the cold river and snow.

After listening to this, Lu Jingxing went to the stern of the boat, and returned to the boat after a while. "I've already told the boatman." Lu Jingxing said affirmatively.

Everything in the snow was confused and illusory, the boat had already left the shore, Ling Xiao firmly fixed the fishing rod on the bow of the boat with the help of Lu Jingxing, added some bait to the hook, and then slowly plunged into the river, waiting for the fish to take the bait. The desk and tea set have been laid out by Lu Jingxing. Tea in the snow, again

Another artistic conception. Ling Xiao and Lu Jingxing have been together for so long, she already knows that Lu Jingxing is a person who loves to enjoy natural scenery, and appreciating natural scenery will definitely do elegant things. is just like a literati, but Lu Jingxing is not only able to write, but also better at martial arts, and he sees fame and fortune as if he is floating in front of him

Clouds, in an instant, are fleeting, and he never cares. It is because of this Lu Jingxing that Ling Xiao will fall in love and trust.