The cold winter wind is like a sharp knife, and every time it blows on the face, it makes people gasp.

The study window opened, Fu Mo Nian let the cold wind hit his face, and the pages on the desk turned over, and even he didn't know how many words he could read.

Tian Lao knocked on the door, "Next Saturday is your eighteenth birthday, how are you going to spend it?" ”

12.25, it's also Christmas.

"Not yet." Fu Monian closed the book, leaned on the stool and closed his eyes, "You don't have to prepare anything for me, I don't really want to celebrate my birthday this year." ”

Tian Lao helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "But do you want to invite Miss Yu and Young Master Song to come over?" ”

Even if the little master doesn't want to celebrate his birthday, a few of them must remember it.

The slender and bony ten fingers were intertwined, Fu Monian slowly opened his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was dark, "I'll contact it myself, you go down and rest." ”

It was getting late, but he didn't feel sleepy, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted time in the study.

"Little master, let's hurry up and rest, your body is important." Tian Lao closed the door of the study and left.

The sound of footsteps on the stairs became smaller and smaller, and when the entire second floor was completely quiet, Fu Mo Nian leaned back on the stool again to enjoy the cold breeze, it was very cold tonight, and he felt that every pore in his body was being frozen.

Dudu –

The phone vibrates, it's her message: Sleeping?

He smiled wryly and picked up his phone and replied: Do you know how much I miss you now?

Originally, he came to stay here on the weekend, but he didn't come again, probably only God knows what his mood is like when he falls from the height of joy to the bottom.

Yu Huanxi clenched his phone and lay on the bed, he could feel his resentment through the screen, and replied: I will come to see you early tomorrow morning.

Fingertips leaping across the keyboard and replying: I know you like to sleep in, get a good night's rest tomorrow morning.

Fine snow fell quietly on the dark night sky, and early the next morning, the whole courtyard was white, although only a thin layer of snow had accumulated.

Tian Lao was about to order someone to clean the courtyard, and now a delicate figure appeared at the gate from far and near, he hurriedly stepped forward to open the door, "Miss Yu, why are you here so early?" ”

Although he was dressed very thickly, his cheeks were still red from the cold, and Yu Huanxi carried a thermos bucket in his hand, "He shouldn't have gotten up yet, right?" I'm here to surprise him. ”

It's six o'clock in the morning, and Fu Monian didn't go to bed until four o'clock in the morning.

Ordered someone to prepare a stove, and as soon as Yu Huanxi sat down, Tian Lao brought a blanket and covered her, "This is what Miss Yu made herself?" ”

Although the lid of the thermos box is not opened, how can the fragrance of the food be suppressed by the lid?

"Preserved egg thin porridge." Yu Huanxi was sorry that he didn't come to Amano Mountain Villa as agreed, so he got up early today to prepare for dinner.

She was originally going to come to live, but she was not allowed to come by her mother's various threats, so she had no choice but to stay at home obediently.

"By the way, next Saturday is Mo Nian's birthday, does Tian Lao know how he arranged it?"

Tian Lao sighed lightly, "The little young master said that he didn't really want to celebrate his birthday. ”

Yu Huanxi's eyebrows frowned slightly, yes, there have been a lot of things this year, how can he still have a birthday like in previous years?

"In my opinion, as long as the little young master can be with Miss Yu, the little young master will be very happy." Tian Lao smiled and said unhurriedly, "So on the little master's birthday, I hope that Miss Yu can always accompany the little master." ”