Walking in the wind and snow in a bulky down jacket, my cheeks were frozen and stiff. When I couldn't help it, I pulled out my hot hand in my pocket to warm my cheeks.

Dong Shi looked back at me with a smile and teased: "I thought you weren't afraid of the cold, the heating was not turned on, but now I know it's cold."

I forced a smile at the corners of my stiff mouth so that I wouldn't tell him that he was too poor and worried that he wouldn't be able to pay the electricity bill. Although Zhengqing doesn't care about this, I can't.

"You're so boring." He pouted.

I didn't laugh.

I'm really boring, and I don't know what to say when I'm with Dong Shi, he's a friend of Zhengqing, but he doesn't have any friendship with me, just a friend of a friend, a stranger to each other.

There was another moment of silence.

This winter's loneliness is heavier than ever. I used to be alone but didn't feel lonely, but since I had an inseparable friend like Zhengqing in college, I returned to the original point and suddenly realized that I was so lonely when I was alone.

People are always not satisfied, things that are too good are too addictive, like poison. It is still a latent poison, and once it breaks out, it will be out of control, making people dependent and unable to extricate themselves.

The snowflakes are as soft as feathers and swirl like petals - this is not the first time I have seen the snow in Denghai City, but this is the first time I have seen the snow in Denghai City so seriously. In the winter of previous years, I was helpless and held my mobile phone in the bed, and I ordered takeout throughout the winter vacation......

Around the corner, a gust of wind swept by, and we saw a black Porsche in a beautiful arc and stopped in front of us.

The car is new, I haven't seen it.

Just as I was looking at the sports car that had come out of nowhere, the window on the opposite side of the car fell, revealing Masaaki's arrogant face.

He lifted his chin and said coolly, "Get in the car."

Dong Shi opened the car door very consciously. Dong Shi got in the car and sat down, and then I walked to the other side of the back seat and sat down.

Seeing the strange man in the co-pilot, he asked suspiciously, "Your relative?"

"Picked it up."

What does "......" mean?

"Where to go?" He asked.

"Go to school, Dong Shi and I plan to take a good look during this time when there is no one." As for what to see, the insider does not need to explain.

Zhengqing snorted softly, and with another dashing turn, the sports car returned to the road steadily.

Unlike in the past, today Zhengqing said very little, and he didn't say a word at all while driving. Even Dong Shi, who was supposed to be chatting with Zhengqing, didn't speak, but looked at the person sitting in the co-pilot with inquiring eyes.

After a while, Zhengqing suddenly said: "You follow Xiaobai for the time being, Dongshi, you will live in the villa to take care of Xiaobai in the past few days."

"Okay."

...... "Have you asked me?" I looked at Dong Shi and Zhengqing in a daze.

"Sir, can't I follow you? I don't know them well. The man in the passenger seat finally spoke, his voice childish and soft.

"We don't know each other either." Zhengqing was sarcastic without giving face, and then drove seriously.

There was an eerie silence in the car again.

I moved my lips and wanted to ask Zhengqing what was wrong several times, but finally I held back and turned my head to look out the window in a daze.

The tone was so impulsive, I don't know what explosives he ate.

Denghai City is covered in silver, and outside the window are toothless children holding fireworks and smiling, and the car windows completely isolate the excitement from the outside. The innocent laughter of children and the unscrupulous jokes of adults are all silent loneliness, which seems to be more and more depressing in the car.

There are snowflake prints falling on the glass, through the glass you can see its perfect water chestnut, beautiful and delicate protrusion, as if the most perfect carver in heaven and earth made.

I stretched out my hand and covered the glass with snowflakes, and the temperature on my hand penetrated through the glass, and the snowflakes melted quickly.

We parked the car in front of the school, and Zhengqing got out of the driver's seat, wearing only a thin knitted sweater, leaning against the door and silently smoking a cigarette.

Zhengqing is a non-smoker, at least I have never seen him smoke this semester, let alone where his cigarettes come from.

The strange man walked up to Zhengqing's side and smiled inwardly and looked at the west side of the school, which was the direction of the No. 2 school building.

"That building is full of gloomy atmosphere, it must be a ghost, right?" Although he looked at Zhengqing, he unabashedly raised his chin towards Dong Shi.

Dong Shi just smiled disdainfully, pulled up his collar, and entered the school on his own.

"Hey, isn't it?" What kind of attitude? "Then tell me what's going on!"

The man gave Zhengqing an apologetic look, raised his foot and went to chase Dongshi.

When the two of them disappeared, I walked up to Zhengqing, took out a woolen coat from the car and draped it over him, and then looked at him in silence.

Feeling my gaze, he raised his eyelids and glanced at me, then lowered his eyes again and silently swallowed the clouds.

Seeing him like this, I had no choice but to take away the cigarette butt that he had already smoked a small part of in his hand, throw it in the snow and run it over.

As soon as the cigarette butt was extinguished, he suddenly rushed over and hugged him.

When I hesitated whether to push him away or hug him back, he choked up and said, "Xiaobai, my uncle may be dead...... The hospital is gone......"

In the end, I gently hugged him, unable to say a word of comfort.

This was the first time he had shown his vulnerability beyond his indifference and coldness.

When Uncle Murong and Zhengqing got along, although Uncle Murong was constantly tolerant, tolerant, and flattering, Zhengqing was blindly heartless, but people with eyes could still see that Uncle Murong was special to Zhengqing, so special that he had no scruples and accepted all of Uncle Murong's tolerance as a matter of course. Uncle Murong also unreservedly tolerated all of Zhengqing's arrogance and willfulness.

Murong Zhengqing is only nineteen years old after all, and he is just a big child after all.

What to ask and comfort him now is not right, so I can only gently wrap around him, give him silent tenderness, and accept his fragility as a friend, without pointing fingers.

His neck became warm and wet, and it was his tears.

He held my hand and trembled gently, and gently spat out again: "Uncle is the first person in the world to be kind to me."

I thought he would say something, but he just hugged me, except for his body trembling slightly, and the tears were also holding back, silently licking his wounds.

I just felt that the place where I touched Zhengqing became hot, and even my girlfriend never hugged me and cried, let alone such unreserved trust.

In the face of his trust, I can only try to treat him more attentively.

After a seven- or eight-minute hug, he let go of his hand, took a step back and looked at me calmly, his sharp eyes completely made people can't imagine his fragility just now.

"Zhengqing ......"

"I'll go back to the villa with you today." He interrupted me, and there was no usual romance in his voice, nor was there much depression.

However, the more he pretended not to care like this, the more heartache felt by those who knew him.

It's just that this kind of distress can only be buried silently in his heart, and Zhengqing doesn't need the comfort of a woman.

"Not going back to your home?"

"Don't go back, the old man will go home tonight, there are many people, I like to be quiet."

Joy and quiet? Maybe.

"That's your home, you don't need to inform me. Now, welcome home. ”

"Then let's have a party, otherwise it's too insincere."

"I'll give you a party, I want to be beautiful."

I rolled my eyes, and he raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

We didn't talk about what happened just now.