After all, it fell gently on the icy ground, layer after layer......

turned into a lonely and silent snow-white movie.

Xuehua is still the same, but she is no longer Ai Hengan's daughter, and she is no longer his favorite little princess......

Suddenly I remembered a song,

“……

Snowflakes are like blooming flowers, wantonly floating between heaven and earth, indulging in a moment,

Why is it now that only the wind blows my hair and tears the scars of my memory,

Let the past slowly evaporate like a mist, let me know what it means to not let go......

……”

It was as if a six-petal snowflake fell into Ai's shallow eyes, and one petal melted, turning into a light ripple of light.

In the room, everyone was distressed with tears in the corners of their eyes but smiling, but they didn't know what to say, so they could only look at her quietly and give her strength.

Lin Xiaoru and Xiao Xiaoxiao glanced at each other silently, praying together in their hearts that Ji Sanshao would come back soon.

……

Suddenly---

The doorbell rang for the room.

Xiao Xiaoxiao thought that her blessing had appeared, so she was so excited that she threw down the knife and fork in her hand, shook her legs and rushed towards the door.

But when he opened the door and saw the person standing outside the door, his ecstatic little face suddenly shriveled, and then he smiled so much that his mouth was full of white teeth, and he had one arm, and he howled when he met him.

"Aunt Gu, Xiao Miaomiao~~~"

Saw---

Outside the door, Ji Tianmiao held Gu Yimi, and the mother and daughter looked like each other, showing the same anxious and worried expressions.

In Gu Yimi's hand, he was also carrying a tightly wrapped insulated bag.

Gu Yimi directly asked a certain Xiao girl who was howling Huan'er, and her gentle words were full of worry,

"Small, shallow?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao's mouth opened wide and howled,

"The White Rabbit is inside."

……

At the dining table, hearing Xiao Xiaoxiao's howl, Lin Xiaoru was shocked---

Madame Ji and the little witch flew back from Italy so soon?

Then the frowning eyebrows suddenly lifted, even with undisguised pride.

Even if the third young man is not there, but Mrs. Ji is back in town, see if those crazy entertainers dare to talk nonsense!

Gu Yimi directly pushed open the door and came in.

At a glance, I saw Ai Qianqian, who was sitting at the dining table, but staring intently at the floor-to-ceiling window, with a pale little face on the side, just sitting quietly.

It was as if she was the only one left in the whole world......

Gu Yimi's heart ached.

Why did God torture these two children so much?

Tianqi is still lying on the hospital bed, and he doesn't know if he can wake up this time, but he is alone in the face of gossip that can kill people......

Gu Yimi's eyes were slightly red, and she carried the thermos bag in her hand, and walked over to Ai Qianqian briskly and gently, and Xiao Miaomiao also followed closely.

……

"Shallow."

Gu Yimi put the insulated bag on the side of the dining table, gently held Ai Qianqian's shoulder, and called out to the girl in front of her who seemed to have left her soul.

Ai Qianqian's whole body trembled involuntarily, and suddenly raised her head and saw her mother's gentle and distressed smile towards her.

Suddenly---

The light ripple beads of the eyes, a wanton rolling, but always puffed in the depths of the eyelids, it turns out that sadness can also be contagious.

Gu Yimi gently stroked Ai's shallow little face, warmed the distressing coldness, and called her softly,

"Shallow, Mommy is here."

Ai's shallow and pale lips slowly opened,

"Mommy."

Gu Yimi nodded in response,

"Well, it's Mommy, you've been wronged."

The rippling light was even more wanton at the bottom of his eyes, and he opened in circles, Ai shook his head lonely, but replied,

"Mommy, it's Ji Mo who is hurt."

……

Listen, Gu Yimi's heart hurts all of a sudden!

The soft voice was even a little choked, gently hugged Ai Qianqian's head, protected it into his arms, and said lovingly,

"Silly boy, everything will pass."

Xiao Miaomiao, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but turn around, and on her little face, which was always smiling arrogantly, tears of sadness rolled down!

Looking, Lin Xiaoru and Xiao Xiaoxiao suddenly suffered a cardiac arrest! Hung to the throat at once!

What's going on with Xiao Miaomiao?!

How to ...... Ji Sanshao What's up?!

Ji Tianmiao raised the back of her hand and wiped away the tears on her face! Then clenched into fists!

Still with the afterglow of tears, I caught a glimpse of the fluttering snowflakes outside the window, and shouted silently in my heart,

"Little brother, you must wake up!"

……

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Lobby on the first floor of the Paris Hotel in S City.

An unprecedentedly large and even unprecedented press conference, the entire hotel lobby was crowded with reporters from various media across the country carrying cameras.

Of course, even if they want to break more exciting news with ghosts, but at today's press conference, not only Mayor Ai came, but Mrs. Ji also rushed over.

Before we started, we all sat in a row like elementary school students.

On the side porch of the hall---

Gu Yimi took Ai Qianqian's hand, her beautiful face was still as elegant as before, and asked softly,

"Shallow, are you ready?"

Ai Qianqian lowered his eyelids slightly and looked at the mobile phone he had been holding in his other hand.

Saw---

The screensaver of the mobile phone is Ai Qianqian and Ji Tianqi in front of the Irish church, taking a photo.

In that gentle and romantic sun, he said to her,

"Hearttoeternity."

Ji Moji, this time, I'll protect you.

Ai Qianqian's small hand tightened and raised his head.

I saw that the eyes were bright, shooting out a dark light, crushing all the sadness in this bleak and lonely snow, and said softly but very firmly,

"Well, Mommy, get ready, let's go inside."

Window---

The snow fell heavier, and the sound of "rustling" snowflakes disappeared the complexity, loneliness, and silence of the whole world.

……

When Ai Qianqian walked into the hotel lobby from the side corridor, he saw Ai Hengan, who had already entered.

He's old, really old......

The white hair that was originally around the sideburns has grown all over the place.

used to be the most handsome man in her mind, but now he is wrinkled and aging, and he is even sitting in that dazzling wheelchair, and he will never hold her above his shoulders like he did when he was a child......

Ai's shallow heart, it hurts, it hurts......

Ai Hengan also looked at his daughter with chaotic eyes, and his dry lips could only call her silently.

Ai Qianqian heard it, and heard Ai Heng's painful voice,

"Shallow, my daughter ......"

Daddy, can I still call you that?

Ai's shallow steps were a little stiff.

……