She felt that the person was a little familiar, Jiang Xin usually didn't remember people who didn't have anything to do with each other, since she remembered, it meant that there was something profound at that time.

Thinking about it with low eyebrows, I vaguely remembered that a few years ago, there was such an incident in junior high school, the tool of the girl's thin white fingertips was forced, and the unfinished words dragged out a long flick and ruined.

Looking down at the word "have" under his feet, Jiang Xin didn't move for a long time.

"Xinxin."

"Sister."

"What's wrong?" Hearing the voice, Jiang Xin felt out of shape, leaked his heart, hid his abnormal expression without a trace, and turned his head to look over.

What the girl said about how terrible she was in junior high school, Jiang Lin didn't know, and Han Yi didn't know, I didn't know if it was true or not. But Jiang Xin obviously didn't want to tell them.

Since she didn't want to say it, she didn't talk about the past on the first day of the new year, and after the two screamed worriedly, they didn't ask any more.

Jiang Lin stared at the words his sister had just written on the snow, and exclaimed, "Sister! Your words, look good! ”

Hearing this, Jiang Xin lowered his eyes and glanced at the handwriting that had been blown away by the wind, and naturally opened the mode of educating his younger brother:

"I usually tell you to learn to work hard, have you listened to me? Now I envy my words. ”

Jiang Lin: "......"

blame him for being stupid, and he didn't know how to find a better topic to change the topic and give it to his sister. However, seeing that my sister is a little better, he is more happy!

On the other side, Han Yi smiled unhurriedly.

Jiang Lin is not very friendly with him now, when he heard the laughter, he immediately went to read the words written by Han Yi, and the words of complaining were ready and hung on his lips.

However.

Turning his head to look over, there were only seven simple words on the snow-white ground:

The comparisons are endless.

Every word can be called perfect, from the size of the word to the tick and the stroke, even he, who has the intention to complain, can't find fault.

For some reason, Jiang Lin even had a feeling that Han Yi's words were very similar to his sister's.

“……”

Sullenly swallowing the useless words in his mouth, Jiang Lin silently turned his head and raised his hand to erase his words. That's right, there is no harm without contrast!

Jiang Xin glanced at the seven words on the ground, and the first thing he felt was that the meaning of the words was endless.

There is a place in my heart, like the white snow under the word, which seems to have turned into a corner and a piece.

The second thing to pay attention to is the handwriting of the writer.

Seriously, on the snow, there is no big difference between the black and white characters on white paper and the font drawn out with tools.

However, she actually gave birth to the feeling that those seven words were written by herself.

Jiang Xin didn't think that Han Yi could imitate her notes with such a high degree of similarity, so he didn't comment.

When it was time for lunch, the three of them wiped the words clean, covered them with snow, and were packing up their tools, when a whistle sounded outside, Jiang Yuan and Han Che and they came back.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jia got out of the car and walked straight towards Han Yi, "Xiao Yi, stop playing, go pack up your belongings and get ready to go home." ”

The news was too sudden, and the Han family originally planned to go back to Rongcheng on the morning of the second day of the new year.

Han Yi put down the tools, and his tone was not very good, "Why are you in such a hurry, it's not that you said that you would go back tomorrow." "He hates it when adults talk and don't count.

"There's something going on in Rongcheng that we need to go back to." Because he violated the agreed matter, Han Che came over and patted Han Yi's shoulder comfortingly.