In the north, the weather is cold rapidly, and in the middle of December, the snow has fallen.

When the first snow fell in 1998, the people of City B were sleeping.

Ah Heng has lived in the south since he was a child, and he has seen snow five times on his fingers. Besides, every time it snows, before she can react, it has quietly stopped, and there is no trace. Therefore, she has a very vague concept of snow, white, soft, cool, and it will make her stomach upset if she eats it.

Although such an adjective is a little funny, when Siguan excitedly knocked on her door and said to her, "Ah Heng Ah Heng look at the snow", she really only had such a scarce and stiff imagination in her mind. Therefore, the moment you open the window, the shock is indescribable.

She almost desecrated this natural beauty out of ignorance.

The sky, the vastness, this color, not blue, not white, not any color in the world, but solemnly embraces all the delicious or gray, it is unexpected but it should exist, in a strong and soft posture.

In the vastness, there are snowflakes, one by one, blooming pure.

Ah Heng suddenly remembered the dandelion.

That was when she was younger. Her mother had saved up a long time and made her a cotton dress, but it was stained with pomegranate juice. Granny Huang, a neighbor, told her that she would be clean by washing the dandelion seeds. She looked forward to it for a long time, and finally waited until spring to pick dandelion seeds, all over the mountains, but they were all flying white and soft small umbrellas, but there were no seeds.

Such beauty is also rare in life. It's a pity that it's different from the mood of watching the snow at the moment. At that time, she saw the dandelion sea with a different heart, and missed a piece of beauty, and what remains in her heart is still the regret of not finding dandelion seeds.

Stretching for thousands of miles, a long sea of snow.

It snowed heavily overnight, and the snow on the road was already very thick, and it was soft to step on. The sanitation workers on the street have begun to clear the snow, and Ah Heng is a little disappointed.

"Don't worry, it will keep going down, and it won't stop so soon." Siwan knew Ah Heng's thoughts.

Ah Heng squinted her eyes and looked at the sky, a snowflake just floated into her eyes, and her eyes were suddenly cold.

"Siguan!" Far away, the earth-shattering shout.

Siwan turned around and smiled. Oh, this combination is rare, and Aunt Auntie and Ashi got together.

The four of them, together with Lu Liu, who studied in Vienna, grew up together, but only these two could never be touched together. There is not a day when two people are together without fighting. Annoyed by the fight, Siguan went to persuade him to fight, bitter words, the two of them were good, hooked their shoulders and shook their white teeth and kicked him together, laughing treacherously: "Dear Siguan, don't you know that beating is kissing and scolding is love, and love is not enough to kick with your feet?" ”

He wiped his tears and called for help to Lu Liu, but the man didn't even look at him, and his tone was as gentle as water: "Who let you take care of it?" It's good to be killed, and the world is quiet. ”

"Dayi, Ashi." Siguan waved his hand vigorously.

Ah Heng watched the two people in the distance gradually get closer.

The two of them are dressed in white and blue jackets, and they are not bad in size. It's just that Xin Dayi is much stronger than Yan Xi, and in front of Xin Dayi, Yan Xi looks more and more cold.

"I just told Yan Xi, the person who looked at such a stupid hat in front of me must be Wen Siguan, so I tried to shout, and it turned out to be you!" Xindayi smiled, and his messy hair was very flamboyant.

"Get out!" Siwan scolded with a smile, but intimately put his hand on the young man's shoulder and looked at Yan Xi with a smile, "Axi, how did you go to school with Dayi today?" Haven't you always gone out before 7:50? ”

Yan Xi glanced at Siwan lightly and did not speak.

He stood in the snow in a white duck down jacket, the color of the snow reflected the human face, the young man had black hair and red lips, his skin was as white as jade, he was very good-looking, but his expression was cold.

Ah Heng looked at him and felt a little strange.

Yan Xi seems to have two appearances, that day in his house, he was domineering and naughty and lawless; Today, it was the appearance of her relationship with him when she didn't know him, cold and lazy, and couldn't put anything in her eyes.

"Ya has a cold, I'm in a bad mood, don't talk to him." Xinda Yi looked at Yan Xi and whispered.

"Oh." Siwan nodded, and stopped talking to Yan Xi.

When Yan Xi is in a bad mood, absolutely, by all means, you must not talk to him, let alone provoke him, otherwise, you will die a miserable death.

This is Wen Siwan's experience in doing his hair as a child for 17 years.

It's a pity that Sindayi is a typical person who goes crazy, and when there are too many people, they will be embarrassed.

"Yan Xi, it's not Lao Tzu who said you, the old man is not good at learning, but the little girl has a menstrual period, and she has to make trouble for a few days a month, and she is stinky!" Seeing that Yanxi had been silent and harmless, Xin Dayi began to kick his nose in the face.

Siwan's face darkened, and he pulled Ah Heng to the side.

said that it was too late, and then it was fast, and I saw the young man in white approaching the young man in the blue jacket who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and smiled innocently and contentedly, and his slender legs kicked out instantly, taking into account the three words of fast, ruthless, and quasi, and the white sneakers printed a clear forty-one size shoe print on someone's buttocks.

Someone stumbled and fell into a dog gnawing on snow.

The crowd applauded, yes, very good, very good!

This posture, this angle, is not something that ordinary people can kick.

"Yan Xi, martial arts?" Ah Heng asked Siguan in a low voice.

"Ah Xi doesn't know martial arts, he only practices human sandbags." Siwan looked at Xin Dayi, who was pouting in the sky, with a sympathetic look, meaning something.

Xin Dayi burst into tears: "Yan Xi, Lao Tzu and you don't share the sky!" You're going to attack! ”

Yan Xi sneered: "I seem to have told you that you are not allowed to mess with me today!" Young master, I'm in a bad mood, and I can't control what I do. Don't tell me you forgot, I repeated it three times when I just drank tofu brain! ”

Xin Dayi was aggrieved, held back for a long time, held back a sentence, and gritted his teeth: "Yan Xi, don't think that you can kick Lao Tzu if you look good!" ”

Thinking about it.

Yan Xi smiled slightly, very helpless: "My father and mother gave birth to it, and I don't want to be loved like this, young master." ”

Siwan got up and continued to fall.

Ah Heng laughed.

Ah Heng knows very little about his grandmother, and Siwan only says a few words, but she can feel his nostalgia for his grandmother.

Grandma died the winter of the year before Heng returned to the Wen family, and although his grandfather was an atheist Communist, his grandmother was a very devout Catholic. She often taught Siguan to have good thoughts, treat people and things with generosity, because all things are equal, you can't lie, you should be honest, and you must be sincere and polite to others.

Under the influence of his grandmother, Siwan was also a faithful believer.

When Ah Heng found out, he was not surprised. Because Siguan is such a person, always gentle and polite, and generous. In his eyes, there is no difference between beauty and ugliness, only good and evil, and he can treat everyone calmly and generously.

However, it was such a young man who had never been impulsive, but three days before Christmas, he disappeared.

To be precise, since the early morning of that day, Ah Heng has not seen Siguan. At first, the Wen family only thought he had something to do, and went to school first.

As a result, until the next day, the boy did not return home, and called Yan Xi and Xin Dayi, saying that they had not seen him. And word came from where Sir lived, saying that she hadn't been back for two days. The family panicked and called the police, and the neighbors in the yard went to look for it.

Ah Heng was left at home to look after the house. She thought about it, feeling that this incident was really without warning, Siwan was still talking and laughing the day before she disappeared, without the slightest abnormality, how could she say that she would disappear if she didn't see it?

Ah Heng entered Siwan's room, and the room that had always been clean was messy. Just now, the family has rummaged through the corners of his room, but they have not found the slightest clue. Siguan has always been clean, and he will be unhappy when he comes back and sees the room like this.

Ah Heng shook his head and smiled when he thought of Siguan seeing the room in chaos like this, his brows furrowed. She began to help the teenager tidy up his room.

When the curtains were opened, it was still snowy outside, but it was night.

Tonight is Christmas Eve, Ah Heng has no concept of the foreign festival, but Siguan talked a lot, so he remembered it.

Eat apples on Christmas Eve and be safe.

Siguan is outside, blowing a cold wind, are there any apples to eat? If you don't go home on such a cold day, what should I do if I get frostbitten? How stupid, what can't be discussed. If you can't talk to her, there will always be mom and grandpa.

Thinking that Siwan might be back soon, Ah Heng cleaned up the room and went to peel apples.

But after cutting one, I thought that my grandfather and mother would come back with me, so I cut two more.

When he arrived in Siwan's room, Ah Heng's gaze inadvertently swept to the wall calendar on the wall. In December, one after another was drawn with a black pen, and finally stopped on the 22nd.

December 22 is the day of my grandmother's burial.

Siwan once told her that her grandmother was buried by her grandfather in the largest church in City B, but her grandmother didn't like that church, and her favorite prayer was a small church, and he said that grandma's soul would definitely be there.

Sue...... Sudong Church!

Ah Heng's eyes lit up, put on his coat, and ran out.

Out of the yard, hailed a taxi. When the driver heard that he went to Sudong Church, he waved his hand and was embarrassed: "Little girl, there is ice on Sudong's side, the road is slippery, and it is very difficult to walk." ”

"Uncle, money, I have it!" Ah Heng took out all his pocket money from his pocket.

"Hey, I said little girl, am I still greedy for a little money at my age?" The driver was an upright Imperial City man and was a little annoyed.

"Uncle, don't be angry." Ah Heng was anxious, "My brother, in Sudong, didn't go home for two days!" ”

"Oh. Little girl, so let's do it, I'll send you to Village G, which is about two miles away from Sudong, the road is a little slippery, and the car can't pass, but you can still pass it while walking, do you think? The driver was also a kind person, frowned, and proposed to Ah Heng.

Ah Heng was very grateful, nodded violently, and got into the car.

It's a pity that on Christmas Eve, there are a lot of people in the urban area, and the car can't go fast.

"Uncle, hurry, hurry!" Ah Heng was anxious.

"No matter how fast it is, it will drive to the people!" The driver was happy and thought the little girl was talking interestingly.

"My brother, in Su Dongleng!" The more anxious Ah Heng is, the more stupid his mouth becomes.

The driver was a little moved, glanced at Ah Heng, and said gently: "Cheng, let's hurry up, we can't let your brother freeze!" ”

When he arrived at Village G, it was already half an hour later, Ah Heng paid the money and hurriedly walked forward.

The driver poked his head out of the window and said loudly to Ah Heng: "Little girl, keep walking forward, see the road sign of Baizipo, and walk three hundred meters to the right!" ”

Ah Heng waved his hand and nodded with a smile.

"Girl, slow down on the road." The driver was enthusiastic and waved from afar.

She had gone far away and did not hear, but looked at the strange well-wisher in the snow and smiled.

Ah Heng was originally mentally prepared for the slippery road that the driver said, but after a few hard heels, he was still a little unbearable, but he kept thinking crankily in his heart, so he couldn't care about the pain.

What if Siguan is not in Sudong Church?

What if Siwan doesn't go back with her?

What if, Siwan and Erer are together, what if they are embarrassed to see her?

Ah Heng held on to the tree all the way, and finally found the road sign of Baizipo. When she touched Su Dong on the night road, her whole body was soaked with sweat and snow, sticking to her body, and it was very uncomfortable.

Sudong Church, the design is very unique, clean and warm, like the feeling of the grandmother Ah Heng saw in the photo. However, the church is almost abandoned, as it is a bit far from the city and is not as large as the others.

The church lights were on, oh, not lights, flickering, candlelight.

Ah Heng wanted to push the door and walk in, but he heard a familiar voice, it was Siguan.

She smiled and relaxed.

"Er'er, do you think grandma can hear us?"

In the gentle and refreshing tone of the past, there is trust in the other party.

"Yes, grandma's soul is here, she keeps watching us."

Sounds warm and comforting.

Erl ...... Is it?

Ah Heng's hand that wanted to push the door retracted. It's too presumptuous to go in now, let them talk a little more.

"Well, grandma liked this place the most when she was alive, and she would bring us here every Christmas Eve."

The boy smiled.

Ah Heng was a little regretful, and she also wanted to see her grandmother. In Wushui, the children call their grandmothers "Grandma", I don't know if Grandma will be happy when she hears her call her "Grandma"?

Grandpa told her that grandma's ancestral home is Wushui.

Ah Heng laughed silently, and his eyes became more gentle. It would be nice if she also had a grandmother who hurts, she would be a very filial granddaughter, she would beat her grandmother's back, wash her feet, and make something to eat.

Ah, by the way, just cook Wushui's dishes, grandma must be very happy. Grandma might make a sachet for her to look at; will smile kindly at her; will use a broom to beat the bad guys away when others bully her; will tell her mythological stories from a long time ago...... Hehe.

"Brother, if grandma were alive, would she not want me too?" The gentle female voice in the church was a little sad.

So, if Grandma were alive, would she have loved her coming?

The young man's voice trembled a little, and he said softly: "No, no one doesn't want you!" Grandma loves you the most, have you forgotten? In the past, when I was arguing with you, grandma always coaxed you first, right? ”

"However, grandpa used to love me too, and he still doesn't want me now."

Siwan's voice was a little excited: "Erer, grandma told me before she died that she, like grandpa, knows the truth. She knew that you were not her own granddaughter, and she had secretly investigated Ah Heng's whereabouts when we were very young, but she didn't take her back, and she didn't go until she died, and she didn't go to see her, did she? ”

"Smack", she heard the sound of something shattering in her chest, such a cold night, such a hot wound......

She slipped silently from the corner of the wall into the cold snow, her whole body cold to the bone.

Ah Heng, Ah Heng, she pronounced her name, and the corners of her eyes were damp.

It's so uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable in my heart.

Why, why doesn't everyone want her?

Why......

She was seriously in front of Yun Heng, and when she was pointed at and scolded by others behind her back, she had no way to refute it, because they were not wrong, they were telling the truth.

She was seriously in front of Wen Heng, forgotten and hated by all those who loved Wen Sier, but there was no way to make noise, because they were not wrong, Wen Heng robbed Wen Sier of everything.

This world, after all, has Wensel first, and then Wenheng.

She had never hated herself so much as she did today.

Why exist? ……

Why blatantly exist?!

She has a life, someone to raise, but she ...... Nobody wants it.

They can like her, they can treat her well, but apart from her, they will always have someone they like more and want to treat her better.

For the sake of those people, it was logical to throw her into the corner.

It's so embarrassing, like garbage, and you won't remember it if you throw it away......

"Wen Heng?" A pair of cold hands rested on her head, and her voice was nasal.

Ah Heng raised his head and saw Yan Xi.

The teenager was dressed bulgingly, with hats, scarves, gloves, and masks.

Ah Heng was a little embarrassed when he saw him, lowered his eyebrows, and restrained his expression.

"Siwan, they're in there?" The boy pointed to the church.

Ah Heng nodded.

"Oh." The boy nodded dispensably, and the velvet tassels on his hat swayed back and forth, reflecting his big black and bright eyes, which were very cute in the snow.

"Then let's go." Yan Xi's voice came out through the mask, a little vague.

"Where to go?" Ah Heng was stunned.

"Go home." The young man replied succinctly, stretched out his hand, and gently pulled Ah Heng up from the ground.

"What about Siwan, what about Er'er?" Ah Heng opened his mouth.

"I'll give Grandpa Wen a call and send a driver to pick them up in a moment. You come with me first. Yan Xi stretched his waist and folded his hands behind his head a little lazily.

Ah Heng nodded, turned to look at the church, and said softly: "Grandma, goodbye." ”

Yan Xi said lightly: "She can't hear it." ”

"Why?" Ah Heng's voice was dry, and his whole body was a little prostration.

This farewell took all her strength.

"She's no longer in this world."

"She's beside God?" Ah Heng raised his head slightly, his eyes full of vastness.

The boy smiled, with a little sigh: "If God exists, then she must be by your side." ”

Ah Heng looked at him stunned.

But the boy stopped talking, and walked in the snow, his posture cold and casual.

Ah Heng looked at his back and felt that at this moment, this young man was even more lonely than her.

Yan Xi suddenly stopped, he was dressed very thickly, took off his cotton gloves and handed them to Ah Heng with some difficulty, and said with a slight smile: "God never saves people, but people will save people." It's as if a man is rightfully maintaining his demeanor in this situation. ”