When Jiang Xiaomian went to work the next day, she had work matters to deal with with Xiang's family, so she handed them over to the assistant, and she didn't have anything to do with it.

Afraid of the past, standing in front of Xiang Dongyang, he would say that sentence again: "Why didn't you lose yourself."

It's been this sentence all day long, every word is still in my ears, it wriggles into the ear canal, you can't see it, but you can feel it secreting toxins, and then deaf all the foreign sounds, you can only hear it.

Thousands of sentences:

Why didn't you lose yourself!

Jiang Xiaomian thought to himself, if he had a nightmare tonight, he would definitely say this sentence in the dream.

The way home had the kind of desertion that had just been swept away by the devils, and there was surprisingly no pedestrian lingering. Today, Jiang Xiaomian was alone, she didn't see the sixtieth couple, and there was no Xiang Dongyang by her side. The phone rang, and it was he calling.

"Xiaomian, Xiaohuan has found it, I have been calming her emotions, and she won't let people leave, so I only have time to call you now."

"yes, okay."

Honk......

"Dongyang, I'm ......"

… Honk... Honk......

The telephone line has the abruptness of being torn off, making one time and space break back into two time and space, you are on the other side, and I am on this end, each of them busy with their own things. The sound of hanging up is really ugly, and it is nothing more than the worst sound in the world.

"Xiao Mian..."

A call sounded behind him. She didn't have to look back to know that that person was Chi Yanghe, but it was a little strange how Chi Yanghe knew that she was on this road.

After Chi Yang and Huhu caught up, his hairstyle was blown off by the wind, he covered his scarf to his mouth to drive away the coldness, and said with a smile: "I went to the company to look for you, but I didn't expect you to get off work so early." They said you came this way, so I came here. ”

Jiang Xiaomian raised the corners of her mouth lightly, and she couldn't see the dimple smile, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Chi Yanghe paused, knowing that Jiang Xiaomian was unhappy, so he cautiously said what he wanted to say: "The person has been found, don't you want to go and see her?"

"I'm afraid I'll lose her again, in that case, I'll find somewhere to compensate him for a happy child."

Jiang Xiaomian said it slowly, and Bai Hao's face was so clean that there was no emotion. The dusk pleasantly cast a warm spot of light, and a layer of lead covered her face, so that her sadness could not be seen even more, but Chi Yanghe knew that she was extremely sad.

"She wasn't lost, she was chased away. At dawn we crossed the river, and in a small pond with ducks, the duck keeper found someone and asked, 'Which girl are you?' Just as we heard the sound, we saw Li Xiaohuan curled up in the duck pen, splashed with a lot of mud. She kept telling us that someone was chasing her, so she ran desperately, she cleverly hid in the silt water, and there were ducks noisy next to her, and the gangsters couldn't find her, and she didn't dare to reappear, Li Xiaohuan hid in the duck pen and shivered all night. Now the police are also investigating who the person chasing Li Xiaohuan is. ”

The more Jiang Xiaomian listened, the more he lowered his head, and a tear fell, "Then he hates me even more." ”

"Don't think like that, who has the intention to harm others, how can they hide?"

After Chi Yanghe finished comforting, Jiang Xiaomian didn't speak, he thought to himself that it might be because the language was not enough to comfort him.

He looked at Jiang Xiaomian's eyes very seriously and said: Li Xiaohuan has turned the danger into a disaster, so I dare to say an immoral truth, I am glad that Li Xiaohuan was lost that day, otherwise you are also a victim. It's better to lose one person than two. ”

It's really a point-to-the-point concern, that's right......

It's better to lose one than two.

And Xiang Dongyang said: Why didn't you lose yourself.

Jiang Xiaomian's expression suddenly changed.

Why such a different attitude.

Why didn't Xiang Dongyang think like this?

Why is the person who said this not Xiang Dongyang?

The howling cold wind made people's ears freeze, like ice cubes that had been frozen in the refrigerator, Jiang Xiaomian covered his ears, and as a result, his hands were like ice cubes, cold to the touch.

"Yanghe, did you say it will snow this winter?"

"Yes."

Jiang Xiaomian's clothes were also quite thick, but hearing Chi Yanghe's affirmative answer, her skin was so cold that she shivered, and the wind blew the wet moisture in the air, so cold that it was about to condense the pattern of large snowflakes.

As for the winter in Changnan, there was no snow a long, long time ago, so it became a warm town of kapok.

If the causal relationship is really subverted, the kapok in Changnan will decrease year by year.

If it snows frequently in Changnan, then how sad Kapok should be! The sorrow of being robbed of one's life. When the warmth around you is consumed, you freeze to death in winter.

It's like a little girl selling matches.

Another day, when Jiang Xiaomian went to see Huan'er, she didn't have any injuries on her body, but because she was too frightened, she sat there and didn't talk as much as usual, and there were less childish chirping words. Originally, she didn't want to eat much, and she only accepted Xiang Dongyang to feed her alone.

When Huan'er saw Jiang Xiaomian coming, she was not very repulsed, and lowered her face and muttered: "Sister, last time someone chased me, I desperately called you, but you couldn't hear it."

After Huan'er finished speaking, Xiang Dongyang's eyes turned to Jiang Xiaomian, and there was a blame question in his eyes of "why didn't you hear", although he didn't say anything.

But Jiang Xiaomian just saw it, and that kind of eyes that didn't speak were even more sad than questioning. Jiang Xiaomian was like a pitiful little snail, crawling in the corner with a carapace on his back.

It was an unbearable scene.

Can it be said that it is a child's word? At that time, Jiang Xiaomian didn't hear Huan'er's cry for help at all. Huan'er can no longer judge things with normal people's thinking, she must have called Jiang Xiaomian from a long distance, stupidly waiting for a response.

In that case, Jiang Xiaomian doesn't have clairvoyance, and he is not an immortal, so he must not be able to hear.

Jiang Xiaomian thought to herself, "I called you, but you didn't hear it."

You can think like this, of course you can't say this, Jiang Xiaomian only asked: "How can someone chase you?" Do you know who he is? ”

Huan'er shook her head and muttered uncertainly, and then her eyes suddenly straightened up and she was frightened, as if she had thought of something, and said desperately: "Pen!" Pen! ……”

Xiang Dongyang didn't understand either, and asked Huan'er what pen she wanted, but she didn't answer, Xiang Dongyang took out the pen she was carrying in her suit pocket and handed it to her.

Huan'er watched Xiang Dongyang take out the pen, so she desperately grabbed Xiang Dongyang and cried wildly. Xiang Dongyang was not at ease, and handed the pen plug to Huan'er and she threw it away, she screamed: "It's not this pen, it's not this pen..."

"Huan'er, don't cry, tell us what kind of pen you want? Pencil? Ballpoint pen? Pen? ”

Huan'er couldn't answer, when she heard the word "pen", there were words in her mouth, but no one knew what she said.

Xiang Dongyang and Jiang Xiaomian looked at each other without understanding the ground, "Huan'er, did you think of something?" ”

In the next second, Huan'er covered her head and screamed in pain, as if the memory of her mind was about to explode, and she was about to be involved in something, but she was controlled and couldn't find the key disorder.

Xiang Dongyang patted her on the back and comforted: "Okay, Huan'er doesn't want to, let's rest, uncle will come to see you tomorrow."

Huan'er quieted down and snuggled in Xiang Dongyang's arms, and the scene changed to a tranquility where nothing had happened.

Jiang Xiaomian stood quietly on the side, listening with his ears, looking at his gentle appearance, he really looked like a father who coaxed his children to sleep. However, such a metaphor does not feel very suitable for her, like what? I don't dare to say that parable, because it would be sad to say something too appropriate. Jiang Xiaomian thought that he also wanted to be happy and let him coax him to sleep.

Thinking about it like this, I feel that I am so extravagant and unreasonable. Jiang Xiaomian hung another piece of cold lead iron in his heart, and he sank that thought. Xiang Dongyang felt that Jiang Xiaomian had the IQ that didn't need to be coaxed to sleep, and he wouldn't do it. Well, it must be like that.

In the sky outside the drug rehabilitation center, there were a few clouds floating alone, like rough and rotten rice paper soaked in water, crumpled and pale and boring. The cold air coalesced on the sky, dimming the warm light into a cold white mist.

How long has it been since you saw the sun, and how long has it been since you saw a rainbow? How many hours has he not spoken to me? How many hours have you not smiled at me?

Jiang Xiaomian suddenly felt that the lack of oxygen was terrible, and the taste was uncomfortable as if something had been stolen by someone.

They walked back, they were silent at first, and when they passed by the park, Jiang Xiaomian said that they were tired, so they rested on the bench.

Jiang Xiaomian tilted his head towards Dong Yang's arms, casually moved twice and changed his movements, over and over again, as if he was trying to find a comfortable posture. Her soft hair rubbed against his cotton clothes and caused magnetic and static electricity, clinging to each other, and no one could do without anyone.

Xiang Dongyang hugged her tightly, feeling that her waist was smaller than before, only to find that she was much thinner. He said with an annoyed expression: "Xiaomian, I'm sorry, I've ignored your feelings in the past few days, Xiaohuan's matter, I really shouldn't blame you like that......"

Jiang Xiaomian didn't answer anything, her eyelashes snuggled up to the silkworm and there was no movement, she should have been asleep, and the sound of breathing was clearly soft and undulating in the air, like an elegant musical accompaniment in the cotton pile.

Xiang Dongyang buried her head and kissed her cheek, the skin without temperature was attached to her face, which may have made her conscious, and whispered: "Dongyang...... Later... No... Say that again..."

When Xiang Dongyang listened to the first half of the sentence, she thought she was going to say, "Dongyang, don't leave me again in the future", but after listening to it intermittently, Xiang Dongyang didn't understand the second half of the sentence very well, and she wasn't sure what kind of dream she had.

Later, he didn't bother her, so he carried her all the way back to Xian's house.

Because he was too tired for a while, Jiang Xiaomian took a nap as if he had made up for ten days and half a month of sleep. When Jiang Xiaomian woke up in his room, it was already early in the morning of the next day.

She didn't even know what was going on, had she said anything in her dreams, and how did he bring her back? How did he leave his room? ……

She opened the curtains as she thought, but was stunned by the scene in front of her. The whole Changnan is a white scene of 'suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms'. The winter snow has paved the earth with a new coat, not only the ground, but also the roofs of buildings in the sky, tree branches, power lines... The ground where snow can be covered is covered in silver. As long as there is a little bit of green, it is covered by the white new clothes, refusing to give the green a chance to stand out, only letting it spit out shivering snow.

Seeing snow in his native hometown made Changnan's children who had never seen snow very happy. What's even more coincidental is that Christmas is coming, and they were worried that the snow fell too thin last year to make enough snowballs, and this year they are looking forward to their wishes. The long ditch next to the road that supplies rainwater flow on weekdays, where the winter snow is thick and clean, the children like to step on it in snow boots. The small feet are hollow out of the deep snow cave, and if you don't look closely, you won't be able to see the bottom of it, and if your feet come from behind, it will seem like you will fall into the snow cave and can't pull it out.

When Jiang Xiaomian saw these scenes, it was like having a dream of going to Beijing, dreaming of the snow in Beijing in a daze, and when he woke up, he couldn't believe it, did he cross Beijing or the winter snow crossed Changnan? She suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly wrapped herself in an overcoat and stepped downstairs.

In the living room, Bai Shengxue turned on the heating and muttered: "This year's snow is thicker and more sudden than last year, and it can be regarded as a heavy snow once in a century in Changnan."

Jiang Xiaomian didn't say anything after hearing it, and drove out of the house with a "whoosh", and her mother's sentence "The road outside is slippery, you be careful!" She didn't bother to pay attention to it.

The snow outside was piled up into a snowy mountain, and the cold air blurred the backs of pedestrians, but fortunately there were two snow clearers on the road, so there was not much jamming.

Jiang Xiaomian rushed to the kapok field in the south of the city, and when she thought that those kapok leaves would be frozen by snowflakes, she panicked and said: "Snow God, Snow God, please go back to the north!" It's over, it's over, those kapok trees, it's only been half a year since they were transplanted, and they're going to freeze to death by snow! ”

She got out of the car in a daze, and looked into the distance, she was stunned again, Changnan was surprised that it snowed, and it was also a surprise that this kapok field 'didn't snow'.

There is no white snowflake on the kapok trees, and they seem to be cut off from the outside world from the snow season, and they still live in Changnanli, where there is no snow. The branches of the fallen leaves stretched bare under the rubber tent, isolated from the cold world.

Xiang Dongyang's back shuttled through the kapok tree, and it was clear and easy to see without lush leaves, and he built a home for those kapok.

Xiang Dongyang took off his gloves, his hands were frozen red, he was wearing a raincoat, the cotton clothes inside were wrapped like a rice dumpling, and his feet were knee-high water tube boots. When he saw Jiang Xiaomian coming, he took off his wide-brimmed hat with snow, revealing a purple face, and the snowflakes on the top of the hat were scattered like white salt.

Suddenly, there was a salty wetness at the corner of Jiang Xiaomian's mouth, and she went over to open the snow left in his hair for him, "Have you been busy here last night?" ”

Xiang Dongyang smiled and said: "I heard the weather forecast yesterday that it would snow at night, so I quickly nailed up these wooden frames and laid oil tape on the top. The snow is thick, and I am afraid that Kapok will still freeze to death, but it is better than not doing anything at all. ”

As soon as he said a string of words, a long haze was in the air, like the sacred nether realm that soared through the clouds, and like the ethereal dreams around him when Prince Charming appeared in a fairy tale.

Is it because I was too moved? I was so moved that I could cancel it out with that sentence. Jiang Xiaomian suddenly felt that his current behavior was simply too cautious compared to what he said last time.

What Li Xiaohuan is lost, what is the person who is lost, it is not yourself...... Let this thing freeze to death this winter!

"Why don't you tell me? I don't want you to be here alone to shelter them. Jiang Xiaomian blamed distressedly.

He replied with a smile: "Well, I am not alone, and there are several tree farmers who are enthusiastic to help me." Besides, this kind of thing is not something that you can do as a girl, don't what if the wooden frame has not been erected and you can't help but fall down. ”

"Oh, hurry up and go, or you'll catch a cold!" Jiang Xiaomian saw his flushed face, and wanted to pull him away.

The kick that Xiang Dongyang was about to take a step forward, his strength melted into the ice and snow, and the whole person collapsed and squeezed on the ground like a weak sponge, his head was dizzy, and he sneered "It's not cold, I think my body is hot" and leaned on Jiang Xiaomian.

Jiang Xiaomian saw that his face was even redder than the carbon fire, his heart suddenly pinched, and he hurriedly sent him to the hospital.

Hearing the doctor say something like "It's a bit of a bad fever, but it's good if the fever goes away, don't worry too much", Jiang Xiaomian was relieved.

And Xiang's mother heard that his baby son Dongyang was hospitalized with a high fever, so she couldn't wait to stew ten chickens and bring them over, and she ran to the hospital bed before she called out for concern "son son".

As soon as Xiang's mother heard the doctor say that Dong Yang had a high fever of 39 degrees, she reprimanded Qi Xiaomian: "Didn't Dong Yang stay with you last night?" Why didn't you take good care of him? ”

Xiang Xiyan knew that Xiang Dongyang had come back and went to Nancheng last night, and when he understood the matter, he persuaded his mother: "Mom, don't blame Xiaomian, Dongyang was busy in the kapok garden last night and caught a cold."

When Xiang Mu heard this, she didn't have a good face, and sneered: "The kapok tree is more important than life?"

After all, it is an elder, and Jiang Xiaomian is not easy to dismiss anything, just a few words of admitting mistakes, and the picture suddenly has the situation of a vicious mother-in-law and a weak daughter-in-law.

This relationship is really a hundred-year problem.

And Jiang Xiaomian hasn't married yet!

Xiang Xiyan saw in his eyes and was ashamed of his many mouths just now, so he went to comfort Xiaomian: "My mother has made a big fuss like this because of my father's departure after my father, don't take it to heart."

Jiang Xiaomian nodded, and when she frowned, she wrung out a slight sweat on her forehead, she really hoped that the person lying on the hospital bed was herself. She deceived herself not to take her mother's words to heart, anyway, this is not the first time that this kind of temper has been said.

Xiang's mother was still nervously complaining about this and that by the bedside, and when Jiang Xiaomian turned around to look, she found that she had aged a lot all of a sudden.

Jiang Xiaomian knew that Xiang's mother was three years younger than her mother, and she only thought she was very young before, not like a mother of two adult children, and now the wrinkles on her face are unceremoniously squeezed in line to report. After all, after some changes, in the high tension of gains and losses, people will be haggard and age faster.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaomian really didn't think that the 'evil words' that Xiang Mu said were too heavy.

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