Leaning on a wooden stake used for practice, Mo Li raised his eyes to look at the sky, the stars in the sky did not know when they had disappeared, and even the crooked crescent moon was hidden behind the clouds, looming. Thinking back to last year's Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole family got together, how warm it was, but now I am alone in another world.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the half of the crescent moon was blocked by the clouds. The soldiers began to clean up the mess, and the camp quickly but returned to its usual cleanliness, but the heightened mood of the crowd had not yet subsided. Ershun and a few soldiers brought a basket of firecrackers and beckoned to Mo Li from afar to let her pass.

Mo Li trotted over, she liked the crisp popping sound of firecrackers, but she didn't dare to get too close, stopped a dozen steps away, covered her ears with her hands, and waited for the firecrackers to be ignited.

Although mentally prepared, when the deafening "crackling" of firecrackers came, they still unconsciously dodged backwards. Her back slammed into a solid chest, and then a pair of large, warm hands covered her small hands covering her ears. Mo Li turned her head, and before she could see the face of the person behind her, she was forcibly turned back by those big hands, but she still knew that behind her was Murong Chu.

In fact, when she leaned on the stake and looked up at the sky, Murong Chu was already hidden in the dark not far from her. Originally, she was just watching from a distance, until she was so frightened by the sound of firecrackers that she shrunk her shoulders and retreated, Murong Chu flew over and covered her ears without thinking.

The firecrackers rang one after another, the temperature on the back of her hand seemed to be electrified, and the current transmitted to every cell in her body through Mo Li's hands and ears, causing her to freeze in place and stare directly at the clusters of fire trees and silver flowers.

The soldiers laughed and jumped, dodging the sparks that were flying everywhere until the firecrackers were all gone, and Er Shun shouted in the direction of Mo Li: "Ah Li, you ...... When ......he saw Murong Chu behind Mo Li, he immediately stopped the second half of his words.

Several other soldiers also noticed this, and just as everyone was about to give a salute, Murong Chu's hand had already left Mo Li's ears. Raised his hand and waved: "No need to be polite, you continue to play, but don't get drunk." The other hand grabbed Mo Li's wrist in the dark and took her away, who was still stunned.

Mo Lizhi was dragged out more than a dozen steps away before he came back to his senses, and shook his arm vigorously, Murong Chu didn't embarrass her, he let go of his hand directly, and looked at her sideways: "Can you walk with me?" Mo Li was slightly stunned, then nodded.

The corners of Murong Chu's lips raised slightly, and he walked forward with his hands in his hands, and a cold voice came slowly, as if he was telling her, and seemed to be talking to himself: "I started leading the troops at the age of fourteen, and I didn't go back to the capital for the New Year after I was eighteen years old. ”

"In my impression, the Chinese New Year in Beijing is very lively, with colorful lights and the sound of firecrackers. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there will be a lantern festival, and on that day, almost all the people in the capital will come out to see the lanterns, there are many people on the street, and the small stalls selling all kinds of things are lined up from the streets to the alleys. At that time, Qingyun and I would go to join in the fun every time, and we would come out of the house in the afternoon and play until the end of the first day, and we were reluctant to go home. ”

"What's so much about keeping you entertained for so long?" Mo Li was very curious about what could make a person with a cold temperament like Murong Chu linger so much.

"It's nothing more than admiring lanterns, guessing lantern riddles, eating some street food, and then going to see a miscellaneous show. Actually, it's not interesting to think about it now, but the interest was extremely high at that time. Murong Chu turned his head to look at Mo Li, "What about you, how did you celebrate the New Year in the past?" ”

"Me? I don't remember. Mo Li rolled her eyes, can she say that the whole family watched the Spring Festival Gala together on Chinese New Year's Eve? Can it be said that when the New Year's bell rings, send WeChat greetings to classmates and friends? Can it be said that after going to a relative's house to pay a visit to the New Year, her parents will let her out, sing karaoke with friends, and watch movies? Obviously, you can't say the same, and no one will believe you if you say it, and maybe you will kill her as a monster. So it's safer to continue pretending to have amnesia.

"Don't remember?" Murong Chu stopped, turned to face her and stood still, "Mo Li, in fact, there are many things you remember. It's like bandaging wounds, reading and writing, and having pine eggs. ”

"I really don't remember, I ......" Mo Li wanted to explain, but Murong Chu raised his hand to interrupt her: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, I won't force you." When you're willing to tell me, I'll hear you. ”

Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief, silence was the best option at this time, so she closed her mouth and stopped making a sound. A crystal snowflake fell on the tip of his nose, Mo Li was startled, looked up at the sky, looked at the stars that appeared faintly in the night sky, and exclaimed excitedly: "It's snowing!" Look, Shogun, it's snowing. ”

Stretching out his hands, Jingjing coolness fell on the palm of his hand, and immediately melted, leaving only a trace of coolness, followed by a few snowflakes falling, and after a while, Mo Li's palm was wet.

The snow came suddenly, and it fell so quickly that in a matter of moments, the heavens and the earth became hazy, and the tents in the camp seemed to be covered with frost.

Mo Li jumped up and down in the snow, chasing flakes of snow. Murong Chu stood tall and jade, and his deep eyes had a hint of a smile, and he looked at her so straight.

The soldiers were also immersed in the joy of the New Year because of the sudden snow, which made people who had not seen snow for a long time even more excited. The older one said with a smile in his eyes: "Ruixue Zhaofeng year, it seems that this year is a good year." The young ones didn't have so much emotion, and they had already chased each other in groups and started fighting.

Mo Li finally stopped, with a smile on his face: "Lord General, it seems that my luck is really good, I was looking forward to the snow for the New Year a few days ago, and it really snowed on this Chinese New Year's Eve." You say, does that mean I'm going to have good luck next year? ”

"You will definitely have good luck," the corners of Murong Chu's lips raised slightly, "not just next year, but every year to come." ”

"By the auspicious words of the general, I, Mo Li, will always have good luck in the future." Mo Li folded his hands on his chest and looked firm, and after speaking, he turned his head to look at Murong Chu, and wiped the broken hair that was wet with snowflakes on his forehead: "General, in fact, you should smile more, you look good when you smile." ”

Murong Chu frowned slightly: "Let's go, let's go back." Then he walked in the direction of the big tent. Shogun, I haven't had enough of it. Mo Li muttered dissatisfiedly, obviously praising him for his good looks, why was he suddenly unhappy?

"Play again, and you'll catch a cold. Go back! Murong Chu's voice was not high, but it was majestic, and Mo Li had no choice but to follow him and trot all the way back to the big tent.