Chapter Eighty-Five: Brains Into Snowflakes

I immediately walked up to him and said very sincerely: "Brother, big brother, I know it's wrong, I deliberately braved the heavy snow and cold to make amends to you, don't show me a face, I really know it's wrong if you smile." ”

Wen Yi'an's gaze shifted to Jiang Yu again, and asked him, "What are you doing here?" ”

Jiang Yu looked at me and Wen Yi'an, squeezed out a smile and said, "I'm here to watch the drama of brother and sister love, can't I?" Yi'an, I assure you from the bottom of my heart that I will never give any ideas to Sister Zhihan again. ”

After listening to Jiang Yu's words, Wen Yi'an looked at me again, and I immediately hugged Wen Yi'an, "Please forgive your sister!" ”

He couldn't help but laugh, and we let go of our previous suspicions.

Jiang Yu was eating my aunt's wrapped zongzi on the side, from the salty zongzi in the south being much more delicious than the sweet zongzi in the north, to the sigh that my attitude towards Wen Yi'an and him had changed by a hundred and eighty degrees.

The next day, Wen Yi'an had a holiday, and we were going back to Hangzhou together.

Because my airsickness is really serious, this time with him, he booked a train ticket, we took the train for nearly 20 hours, the snow on the road, passing through so many provinces, many places are snowing, I said to Wen Yi'an: "This is so romantic." ”

Wen Yi'an put away his phone and glanced out the window, then asked me, "Are you in the snow?" ”

Back at her grandmother's house, my grandfather was fine, and he hardened his heart to say that the decision made by the fairy aunt was her own, and she could do whatever she wanted, as if she had never given birth to this child in her life.

Grandma couldn't let go of the suicide of the fairy for a long time, they just wanted the daughter of the fairy girl, no matter how angry the fairy girl was, she was also her own flesh and blood, and it was really impossible not to be sad.

Fortunately, with the company of Wen Yi'an's parents, for grandparents and grandparents, Uncle Wen and Aunt Wen are half of their sons and daughters, and they are much better than Xiangu's grandparents.

This time when I came back, my grandmother hugged me and shed tears, saying that she only wanted me as a granddaughter now, and she must not let me be robbed by my father.

I comforted her, saying no, this is absolutely true, and my dad, he now has his own new family, my mother's death has fulfilled him, where does he still have the heart to care about me.

It's the Chinese New Year in a blink of an eye, and Lin Che still hasn't contacted me, and I feel like I can't sit still.

Fortunately, staying at my grandmother's house makes me a lot happier, I can go to class reunions, and I can also wander around with Sister Wenxin, I like to follow Sister Wenxin as her little follower since I was a child, I always feel that she is very good, and I still like her very much.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Sister Wen and I went to West Lake with Wen Yi'an to put out lanterns.

The place where we lived was not far from the West Lake, and it didn't snow much in Hangzhou, so the three of us went on our bicycles.

Except for a little cold, everything else was perfect, I rode the bicycle fast, let Wen Yi'an come to chase me, Sister Wen Wen said in the back that the two of us IQ is still in kindergarten, and we haven't grown up at all.

When he arrived at the West Lake, there were a lot of people here, Wen Yi'an was reluctant to continue to squeeze in when he saw this situation, he was not keen on this kind of thing, and it was me and Sister Wen Wen who dragged him over.

It's already here, and of course I don't want to let him go anymore, so I pull him and squeeze the crowd hard. Later, Wen Yi'an came up with an idea, he asked me and Sister Wen Wen if we drank milk tea, said to buy it for us, and took the opportunity to flee the scene.