"Jiang Linxian ......"

Shivering all over his body, his lightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the flying snow on his eyelashes fell.

The sky and the earth are white, and the endless cold envelops them.

A large pile of flying snow fell on his shoulders, and Jun Wuyuan trembled and stretched out his hand to slowly wipe him away.

At the beginning of spring, Jiang Linxian wanted to pick him up.

"I promise you." Trembling hands and feet, his body was wet from the snow, and he was embarrassed, "I'll wait for you." ”

The snow was one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the bewitching figure moved towards the dilapidated house.

Hiding in the futon with dark clothes, the window lattice was damaged, the cold wind was cold, and the bones were frozen.

"When you come back, you can't leave again."

With his eyes closed, he held the old letter paper in his hand and placed it properly in his heart.

You are the snow color of my life, cold and cold in my heart, but there is a warm stream of heat passing by.

Jiang Linxian, I never told you that you are the best in my life.

[Friendship +20, current progress 80%.] 】

Jiang Kuo stood outside the door with Mo Erbao in his eyes, his eyes were full of tears, it was a letter written by the young master before.

The wicked have their own wicked grinding, and it is enough for Jun Wuyuan to fall like this.

"Brother."

Mo Erbao blinked and looked up at Jiang Kuo with big eyes, his heart full of taste.

If the boss knew that such a devastating ending had been arranged, would he and the sixth brother not be in danger?!

The host should have returned to space. Hey, it looks like you'll have to wait until you're 100% progress.

"What did Dad say in the letter?"

Shaking Jiang Kuo's hand, Mo Erbao pulled and wanted to hug him.

Jiang Kuo lowered his eyelashes to force back the tears, and then lowered his body to pick up the glutinous rice dumplings.

"He went far away." Wiping the flying snow on the head of the glutinous rice dumplings, his tone was clear, "Brother will take you to him, okay?" ”

"Okay."

——

The slight snow ripples, covering all right and wrong.

Jiang Kuo held glutinous rice dumplings, held an umbrella, and left Liangwu City step by step.

"I want to take you to the end of the world, and then Shanyue doesn't know about the red dust, listening to the sound of snow falling, we will go through all the postures on the drawings, do you say it's good, Jun Wuyuan......"

"Linger until you die. So you have to wait for me, Jun Wuyuan......"

Young master, forgive me for unpacking the envelope without permission.

The cold eyebrows and eyes were constricted, and the wind and snow wet the eyelashes.

Dressed in white, holding the sleepy glutinous rice dumplings in his arms, he disappeared into the vast snow.

——

Heavy snow accompanied by the sound of the wind filled my ears.

The person who was huddled on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and the snow was incomparably bright.

"If you don't come, how dare I leave."

With a smile on his face, he closed it again.

You never know how much perseverance a person in a desperate situation will have to make it to the end.

Jiang Linxian, you'll be back, right? I will wait for you.

The sound of whirring snow and the rustling of snow answered him.

……

In spring, the peach branches sprout, and the red bones hide behind the green leaves.

It is March again, the spring rain is continuous, full of vitality, the peach blossoms are scorching, and the flowers stand proudly on the branches.

After surviving the whole winter, Jun Wuyuan trembled and dug out the jar under the tree.

He was dressed in a bewitching red dress, with a red ribbon tied in his hair, an angular outline, a smooth jaw, and scorching peach blossoms in his eyes, just as handsome as when he first saw him.

It's spring, and his Jiang Linxian should also come back.

Holding the two jars of wine, full of joy, he went to the peach grove outside the city.

Jiang Linxian, I'm here to pick you up.