On the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, Jiangcheng Hospital was drizzling, scattering the ashes of time and the lonely residues of winter.

"Are you ready to go? Bring an umbrella, I think it might snow outside. ”

Mo Xiaoxiao walked to the front of the courtyard in his suit, and suddenly turned around when he heard He Yuwen's voice, only to see He Yuwen standing straight like a green pine tree, wearing a silver Zhongshan suit, and under the gold-rimmed glasses were still a pair of bright eyes as bright as stars, with a cold face but soft eyes, and a long black umbrella in his hand, looking at himself.

"It's snowing and it's not raining, and it's okay and it shouldn't be raining." Mo Xiaoyun said lightly.

He Yuwen didn't say anything, still standing in place, Mo Xiaoxiao turned around lightly and walked to the front yard.

All the way alone, walking to the streets and alleys and ancient paths, the thick snow hung on the branches, the wind shook and shook down to the pedestrians' hair line clothes, the wind swayed gentleness and coldness, walking in the crowd of people, the ears were flowing with the noisy symphony and enthusiasm of the world, Mo Xiaoxiao's heart was flooded with a trickle of longing.

The wind and snow all the way, blowing the sky turned the morning into noon, and finally arrived outside the glorious courtyard of the Gu family, and the thoughts in my heart were also inhabited.

"Knock Knock"

Mo Xiaoxiao gently knocked on the still luxurious and magnificent door of the Gu family, with a calm and turbulent heart.

"S......queak" was gently pulled open as the door was gently opened, and a head poked out, and a young man looked at her a few times, and then seemed to recognize her, so the appearance of rubbing his hands and feet turned into another kind of courteous face.

"Ah, it turned out to be Miss Mo, come in quickly, it's cold outside, come in quickly!"

"Well, thank you."

Mo Xiaoxiao entered the Gu family, and the Gu family was still the same as in his memory, but those lush green trees and a prosperous scene were transformed into a majestic scene with silver snow, and after saying thank you to the family, he went to the main courtyard of the Gu family along the vermilion sandalwood corridor.

In a small courtyard in front of the Gu family's hall, there is a large area of scorching red plums, blooming in full swing and thriving, slightly covered with a few pieces of velvet snow in a snow-covered field, so bright and dazzling that people can't move their feet when they see it, and what makes people even more forgetful is that there are flowers in the courtyard and courtyard, and there is snow on the flowers and there is a person in the snow.

"Shimizu?" Mo Xiaoxiao stopped and looked at Gu Qingshui's back, and gently called out.

I saw that Gu Qingshui was wearing a big red robe the same color as the red plum, the white mink on the placket supported her jade neck, and the jet-black curly hair was coiled up with a red hairband to braid, bright and moving, lively and bright, like an elf jumping in the snow, smelling the plum fragrance and dancing the white snow.

"Huh? Ah, Xiaoxiao, you're back! You're finally back, come on, come on, look at how beautiful these plum blossoms are, you came just in time, the plum blossoms are in full bloom at this time! ”

Gu Qingshui raised his head, smiled softly at her, and beckoned her to come over, his face flushed slightly, as if he was drunk for eight points, and the scene of the dark fragrance floating made Mo Xiaoxiao a little moved and happy.

"Qing Shui, why are you here, don't you feel cold?" Mo Xiaoxiao walked down and joined hands with her to enjoy the splendor of her flowers.

"Oh, Xiaoxiao, look at your plum blossoms in this icy and snowy land, they can still bloom so warmly, it is not afraid of the cold, why should I be afraid, come and plug it in for you, how beautiful!" Gu Qingshui said happily, and at the same time, he broke a small piece of plum branch, dyed with a few wisps of clear snow, and pinned it to her hair.

"Qing Shui, don't make a fuss and let people see it, don't tell jokes to laugh at me, hey, by the way, why didn't Qing Shui see Ayao?"

As soon as Mo Xiaoxiao's words fell, Gu Qingshui was a little unhappy and pretended to be angry, turned around and hugged his chest with his hands, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, I know that you care about anyone and you won't care about me, don't you care about me at all?" ”

"Hehe, okay, okay Qing Shui, why do you even want to eat Xiaoyao's vinegar, who said I don't want to miss you, look at what this is, look."

Mo Xiaoxiao gently comforted Gu Qingshui's arrogant mood, and generally took out something from her clothes with a smile on her face and dangled it in front of her.

Gu Qingshui turned his head and saw Mo Xiaoxiao twisting a pink-white brocade silk handkerchief in his hand, which was also embroidered with exquisite snow treading and looking for plums, Gu Qingshui's eyes lit up instantly and he was pleasantly surprised, and he danced happily: "Ah, it's so beautiful, Xiaoxiao, you embroidered such a beautiful handkerchief yourself, it's so beautiful, I like it so much, did you give it to me?" Thank you, Xiaoxiao, you are so good, hehe! ”

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded and motioned for her to accept it, it was also specially embroidered for her by the fine brocade that Mo Xiaoxiao specially bought, knowing that she liked red plums the most.

Gu Qingshui took the handkerchief, he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, and the pear vortex on his mouth was faintly visible: "Okay, then forgive you, Ah Yao and my eldest brother are in the study, he likes to read and write, and he sticks to my eldest brother all day long to teach him to read and write, go quickly, I won't go, I still want to see plum blossoms, go my eldest brother is also very concerned about you, oh hehe." ”

"Qing Shui, okay, then I'll go over, I'll find you later." Mo Xiaoxiao showed a relaxed and happy expression, made a grimace at her, and walked to Gu Yichen's study, leaving Gu Qingshui to look at her back all the way and smile triumphantly.

Gu Qingshui deliberately had the red line of pulling her and Gu Yichen, knowing that her eldest brother was happy with her, but she didn't know that Mo Xiaoxiao seemed to have lost her enthusiasm for Gu Yichen at all, that kind of liking seemed to be like a gust of wind, and after experiencing many things, she became cold, as if she had always liked roses, and when she saw a rose, she thought he was a rose and mistook it, but he was just a rose from beginning to end.

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't know that Gu Qingshui had told a white lie, at this moment, there was only Gu Yichen in the study from beginning to end, and Mo Yao was diligent and inquisitive and liked to read, so Gu Qingshui hired a personal trainer for him and was still taking classes in his room at this time.

Mo Xiaoxiao walked to the door of Gu Yichen's study, outside the study was still quiet and silent, with a layer of white snowflakes without any traces of being trampled on, it seemed that people had been in for a long time and even the footprints when they came had been covered, Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to destroy this neat snow.

The delicate and gorgeous wooden door was not closed tightly, but it was concealed, and Mo Xiaoxiao still knocked lightly on the door, "Knock knock..."

"Come in, there's no bolt on the door."

There was a heavy and empty voice in the room, Mo Xiaoxiao's heart was still inevitably apprehensive and flustered, and he gently pushed the door open at a loss.

Pushing the door, he saw Gu Yichen's slender body sitting upright in front of the desk, and he was flying with thick ink splashing ink on something, because he was facing away from him, so he couldn't see his expression clearly, and he naturally couldn't see Mo Xiaoxiao's panic and hurry.

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't know why, when she broke in so suddenly, there would be an irrepressible throbbing and panic in her heart, as if she didn't dare to face him alone.

Gu Yichen didn't say a word when he saw the person coming, and he didn't look back, just thought it was Gu Qingshui who came to make trouble, so he gently scolded him with a little doting: "Qing Shui, what kind of tricks are you doing, if you want to play, go out to play, don't come here if you have nothing to do, I don't have the time to play with you." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao quietly listened to him complain, forcibly endured the ups and downs in his heart, and pretended to be calm and calm to suppress his beating voice: "Young Master Gu, you ...... Are you okay? ”

Gu Yichen's free-flowing wolf suddenly stopped, his free and calm mood suddenly stopped, his ears were silent, and he couldn't hear other earthly sounds, leaving his pounding heart still fluctuating.

The cold light was silent, her plain and soft voice was like a wind chime hanging on the edge of the corridor, and all that came into his heart was the sound of lovesickness and joy, he turned around abruptly, and in an instant, a hot power splashed out of his eyes, making the two of them equally helpless.

"You, Xiaoxiao, why are you here, I'...... Do you want to leave when you come back? Gu Yichen stammered.

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't know why, the joy she used to have for him in her heart was gone, but she felt so overwhelmed and panicked in the face of his tenderness and gentleness, afraid to look at his eyes and afraid to look at him.

"I ...... Well, I actually came here this time to take Mo Yao back with me, Mo Yao hasn't caused you trouble these days, right? Thank you for taking care of me, I ......."

"Xiaoxiao, don't say these polite words, I don't think I need to listen to these because, what I did for you was completely willing, not to get your gratitude, can you understand?"

Mo Xiaoxiao looked around, but did not find Mo Yao's shadow and put the topic back on track as much as possible, I don't know why she was suddenly afraid of his tenderness, afraid of living up to his tenderness, and wanted to try to accept him as before, but she couldn't deceive her heart, that heart didn't have him at all, if she wanted to complain, she was affectionate and ruthless.

"Xiaoxiao, I haven't had time to say goodbye to you when you left in a hurry last time, and you forgot to take this last time, I knew you would come back, so I put it away for you, and I also brought the painting and brought that poem up again, you see."

Gu Yichen couldn't wait to say and picked up the finished painting from the table, as well as the embroidery she hadn't finished embroidering.

Seeing him so enthusiastic, Mo Xiaoxiao felt a burst of resistance and panic in his heart: "I, I'm sorry Young Master Gu, I'm here to find Mo Yao, you should treat him as a dream in the past, it's my delusional Nan Ke dream, you forget it, I ......"

Suddenly, Gu Yichen stood up and walked slowly towards her, with an unwilling anger on his face: "Why, are you still blaming me?" ”