"Let's go."

Chen Xu wrapped on a towel, stood shoulder to shoulder with Luo Xiyun, pushed open the door, and walked out of the hot pot restaurant.

Before coming to the capital, he paid attention to the weather forecast, saying that there might be a wave of cold Siberian air going south in the next few days, so he brought a thick down jacket and towels in advance.

As a southerner, he is quite afraid of the cold in his bones.

The hotel is not far away, there are several traffic lights in the middle, and there are many cars on the road, so they did not drive, but walked over. It was windy tonight, and when he went out, he put on a towel.

This gray towel was hand-woven by his mother, and when he used to, he felt a little dirty and had never worn it. Some time ago, he turned out of the box, remembering that his mother usually had to work and cook, and he could find time to weave towels for him, and he still hated it, which was too undeserved.

So, after he washed it, when the weather was particularly cold, he put it on, and it was very warm.

"Ahh

Luo Xiyun pushed open the outermost door, and the biting cold wind blew in his face, mixed with some snowflakes, which smashed into his face, quickly melted, wet and icy, and very uncomfortable.

Chen Xu looked up and saw that under the dark sky, where the surrounding lights were illuminated, white snowflakes were constantly falling, being swept by the wind, and scattered in all directions.

He stretched out his hand, felt the cold touch of the snow falling on his hand, and sighed, "It's snowing." ”

He grew up in an area where there was basically no snow, and the deepest relationship with snow was in his first dream. In the following months, there was ice and snow everywhere, and it was also during that time that he and Luo Xiyun came together.

"Ahh

Luo Xiyun next to him sneezed violently, he turned his head to look, and saw that her nose was cold and red, and her body was trembling slightly in the cold wind.

She is wearing a windbreaker outside, usually she cares more about her image, and she doesn't want to dress too bloated, and she hasn't really been frozen at first glance. When I came over just now, there was no wind, and I could withstand it. Now it was windy and snowy, and it broke her defenses all at once.

Chen Xu immediately took off the towel and hung it around her neck.

"No, I'm not cold—aa!"

Luo Xiyun wanted to stop it, and halfway through speaking, he sneezed again. This time it's louder than just now.

Chen Xu wrapped the towel around her neck and said, "Wear it, if you don't want it, throw it away." With that, he walked outside.

Luo Xiyun grabbed the towel in his hand, neither did he pull it, nor did he let go.

After the towel was wrapped, she obviously felt a warmth, and there was Chen Xu's temperature on it.

Thinking of this, the hairs on her body stood up all of a sudden, the skin around her neck was itchy, she pulled the towel a little uncomfortably, and the cold wind poured in along the gap, making her shiver.

At this time, Chen Xu had already walked a few meters away.

Luo Xiyun still didn't tear off the towel after all, and walked out.

Five minutes later, the two returned to the hotel, one after the other. Walking into the lobby, the glass door behind you isolates the cold outside, and the heating of the hotel is turned on sufficiently.

Luo Xiyun walked all the way in the wind and snow, and he didn't feel cold at all, and even felt that the clothes inside were a little wet and sweaty.

She silently took off the towel, and the tingling finally disappeared, and there was a sense of relief.

The two took the elevator upstairs, and before parting, Chen Xu wanted to get the towel back.

She didn't give it, saying, "I'll wash it and give it back to you." ”

"Rest early." After Chen Xu finished speaking, he went back to his room.

Luo Xiyun walked to the door of his room and was about to open the door, when the door next door opened, and Secretary Guo walked out.

"Mr. Luo, you're back." Secretary Guo's gaze stayed on the towel in her hand for a moment, if I remember correctly, this towel was worn by Chen Xu.

When Luo Xiyun saw her, he was slightly stunned, found that she was wearing a thick coat, and asked, "Want to go out?" ”

"Uh, go buy something." Secretary Guo quickly retracted his gaze, "I'll go." With that, he ran away.

Luo Xiyun wanted to say that he could buy it for her, but the person was gone, so he didn't care about her anymore, opened the door, and walked into the room.

She sat down on the edge of the sofa, put the towel in her hand on the coffee table in front of her, and looked at it in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a while, she pressed her hands to her face, quickly let go again, stood up, and walked into the bathroom.

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Half an hour later, Luo Xiyun came out of the shower, rubbed his hair with a towel, and couldn't help but glance at the coffee table with his eyes, and saw the gray towel, which seemed to be a little itchy on his neck.

She went over to the couch and sat down, and looked at the towel again, the color of which was a bluish gray, and which was woven with finger-thick threads, and on which she could see several knots, as if they had been woven by hand.

[Who knitted it for him?] Ex-girlfriend? 】

The thought crossed her mind.

Doodoooooo –

Suddenly, her mobile phone rang, which made her heart jump suddenly, and she turned her head suddenly, saw the name displayed on the screen, and was stunned for a moment, until the phone rang a few more times, and then she picked it up.

"What are you busy with, why did it take so long to pick up?" On the other end of the phone, Liu Yumeng's voice came.

"Just in the shower, is there something wrong?"

"Listening to your tone, didn't the conversation go well?"

"No, it went well. I'm just, a little tired. ”

"If you are tired, take a good rest for a few days, it is better to take this opportunity to play in the capital for a few days, and then it will be a vacation. I happen to be free these days, how about going over to accompany you? ”

"Forget it, there's a bunch of things going on over there." She said absent-mindedly, "That ......"

"Just say something."

"It's nothing, so be it, I'm going to sleep." She hung up the phone, rested her head on the backrest, and closed her eyes.

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Early in the morning, Luo Xiyun woke up at eight o'clock as usual, and for more than a year, she had formed a biological clock, no matter what time she slept at night, she would wake up naturally at this time.

She rolled over, looked at the gray towel on the chair at the head of the table, lifted the quilt and sat up, reaching out and touching it, it was soft to the touch.

She touched it for a while, picked up the towel, and wrapped it around her neck, for some reason, the towel was obviously very soft, but after wearing it, she felt a little prickly, and her neck was itchy.

She walked to the mirror and saw that her face was flushed, and she looked a little bloated around the towel.

After looking at it for a while, she took off her towel and put it on her chair. Walk into the bathroom and start washing. Then I changed my clothes, packed everything in the room, and put it back in my suitcase.

Finally, she put the towel on her left arm and pulled the suitcase with her right hand, left the room, closed the door with her backhand, and went down to the dining room.

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