Like smoke and earth, carrying his own story and guarding a city, just because the city lives or has lived with the person he likes.

In the city of Haicheng, in the cold and dusty car, Li Simeng was still immersed in Fang Cai's trance.

Han Yichen's mobile phone on the stand rang, recalling Li Simeng's fugue.

Li Simeng and Han Yichen both cast their eyes.

Li Simeng saw a one-word note again: V.

There are three words on it: "I'm sorry".

Li Simeng glanced at Han Yichen suspiciously, and saw that he just glanced at it, and still drove seriously.

What does V mean, and what does sorry mean? Rejected or? And what is her note.

Li Simeng thought to herself, the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to know, so she picked up her mobile phone and sent a message. Then I just stare at my phone, wondering: L, S, or M?

The phone rang, and it was also a three-word text message: Thank you.

Name: MySmile.

Han Yichen glanced at Li Simeng through the rearview mirror, and saw her somewhat surprised expression, he didn't speak, retracted his gaze and continued to look ahead, driving seriously.

Li Simeng was surprised by this strange combination, when she saw SMILE, she was a little lost, it turned out to be just a colleague relationship, but there was a My (mine) in front and I didn't understand.

What does it mean exactly: my laugh or my co-worker? Li Simeng couldn't figure it out, but why this cold and dusty lazy remark wasn't used on her, she had no clue, it was too difficult.

"Han Yichen, why is my remark SMILE." Li Simeng couldn't help it, and finally asked Han Yichen.

"Smile, Smile." Han Yichen repeated it a few times, and Li Simeng reacted.

Isn't Smile and Simeng sound very similar, so that's the case, so it's my Simeng? Who is you, Li Simeng thought about it, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, it turned out that it was not my colleague so simple.

Han Yichen glanced at Li Simeng through the rearview mirror again, and then said, "Maybe your name comes from Smile." ”

"Why don't you say that the SMILE Group was taken after me."

"It's possible, it's all possible."

The car stopped at the door of Li Simeng's villa, and Han Yichen still got out of the car and watched her walk into the villa. Of course, we still discussed picking her up tomorrow morning.

On this Christmas Eve, Han Yichen in his sleep had a sweet smile on his face.

On the morning of Christmas, the sky was sprinkled with light snow, and a white car stopped at the door of the two villas, and out of the gate of the villa was a snow-white girl, as if there was only one color left between heaven and earth: white.

Han Yichen walked out of the car, carried the bag, and walked in front of Li Simeng. He took out a red and white scarf from the bag, and Li Simeng couldn't resist it, so he wrapped it around Li Simeng's neck.

Looking at Han Yichen's movements, Li Simeng felt that such a move was like the intimacy between lovers, her cheeks flushed again, I don't know if it was freezing in the wind and snow, or being sultry.

After Han Yichen finished tying, Li Simeng realized that this scarf was really beautiful, exactly like what she imagined. There is a flowing SMILE on it, not a SMILE LOGO (logo), but more like someone's handwriting, and this person is Han Yichen. The scarf is very warm, Li Simeng knows that this scarf is the only one, because last night she knew that SMILE was her name, and the handwriting was cold and dusty, so this scarf is the only one in the world.

Li Simeng has also received a lot of gifts, but this scarf makes her feel so precious, she can feel its deep meaning, she is a little moved, and she heard Han Yichen's gentle voice: "Merry Christmas!" She replied, "Merry Christmas." After saying that, she felt embarrassed, because she didn't prepare a gift for him, and said embarrassedly: "It's too early, I haven't prepared a gift yet." ”

"No, you're a gift for me when you wear it." Han Yichen pulled Li Simeng's hat and wrapped her more tightly before opening the car door.

"Thank you, I love it." Li Simeng sat in the back seat and looked at the scarf tied around his neck, and thanked him.

Han Yichen raised his eyes and glanced at Li Simeng, and said with some smugness: "I know." ”

"So you remember."

Li Simeng actually thought of this possibility at the first glance when she saw the scarf, but after so many years, she almost forgot about it.

In the second year of marriage, the winter was colder than usual, and it snowed heavily on Christmas Day. After Li Simeng and Xia Yanran came back from the reunion, Han Yichen, who was still a little white face, came over to give her a gift, but she didn't ask for it.

Little White Face took out the gift, which was a red scarf. She took one look and said, "I don't like it." ”

In fact, she knew that the red was her favorite begonia red, but because he gave it to her, she didn't like it.

Xiaobaimian put away the scarf with some frustration, and quickly asked her with a smile what she liked. She ignored him, but he found a blank paper and a paintbrush, and asked her about drawing one, but she still didn't pay much attention to him, and later even Zhang's mother became interested and joined the discussion.

Perhaps influenced by him, she picked up a pen and drew a scarf for herself when she returned to the house that night, and the next day Zhang's mother showed it when she was cleaning the room.

The casual strokes of many years ago, but he remembered now, how much he remembered the past.

She really liked this scarf, as if she had designed it herself, and then she remembered the begonia red scarf that year, and she opened her mouth and shouted to him: "Han Yichen." ”

"Huh?"

Li Simeng leaned forward, and asked Han Yichen, who was about to start the car, with an expectant expression: "Is the scarf from before still there?" ”

Han Yichen was stunned for a moment and knew which scarf she was asking: "Yes." ”

And sure enough, it was! As Li Simeng guessed, it is really still there.

"Can you give it back to me?" Li Simeng was very cheeky in using the word "back", she was announcing the ownership of the item to Han Yichen.

"It's not that you don't like it?"

"Even if you don't like it, since you gave it to me, it's mine, when will you give it back to me."

It's not about asking if you can give it back to her, but when you can return it, not to ask him to return it.

Li Simeng argued stubbornly, the frustrated look of the little white face still appeared in her mind, and she really wanted to see what the scarf she didn't accept looked like.

Han Yichen nodded: "At night." ”

Li Simeng had an appointment in the evening, and hurriedly replied: "But I want to go to dinner with Ran Ran in the evening." ”

"I'll send it to you later."

Li Simeng didn't want to let him make this trip in the winter: "Don't be so troublesome, you can bring it to the company tomorrow and give it to me again." ”

"It's okay, I just happened to run something around here."

When Han Yichen said this, even he didn't believe it, let alone Li Simeng.

Li Simeng knew Han Yichen's character, and smiled helplessly and said, "Then pay attention to safety on the road." ”

She naturally didn't believe that Han Yichen was just going to be around here.

He must have come here on purpose!