Under the clear blue sky, a passenger plane landed steadily on the runway of S City, and in the airport, five beautiful girls came out of the entrance.

A girl in a white bubble dress says to a girl with ice-blue hair, "Snow, shall we go home first or go back to the temple first?" ”

The girl called Snow helped the sunglasses on her face and said lightly, "Go home!" I'll get in touch when I get there," and slowly continued to walk.

Got out of the airport and flagged down a taxi and left. Behind her, a girl with flaxen hair said angrily, "How can snow be like this? Whatever we do, we'll run first. ”

Another girl with blonde hair said, "Forget it, Yufei, you know that snow will be like this, don't you?" ”

Lan Yufei patted her head, "Alas! How did I forget this, okay let's go home too! Call bye, bye-bye. ”

After saying that, they left, and the remaining three girls looked at each other and shook their heads and walked out of the airport.

Inside the taxi, Bing Hanxue looked out the window at the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar streets, and the memories in his mind kept coming back.

It's been four years, four whole years. Four years may not be a long time, but four years is enough for a person to grow, it is really enough!

The sound of the brakes pulled back Bing Hanxue's big thoughts, looking at the home close at hand, Bing Hanxue felt that everything that had been before was no longer important, as long as he came back.

Closing the car door, standing at the door of the house, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and even the cold snow himself did not notice the morality. Dig out the key from the backpack.

The cold metal glowed silver in the sunlight, and one of them was inserted into the keyhole and slowly turned, and the "click" door was opened, and the door was gently pushed open.

I couldn't help but look at everything in the house, and everything hadn't changed. Pulling his luggage to the world of his own, he pushed open the door.

Everything in the room was spotlessly clean and it seemed that mom often asked people to clean the place. The princess-style room has a warm and comfortable feeling in powder blue tones.

The doll on the bed has wide eyes, as if looking forward to the return of its master. But I've forgotten the feeling of sleeping with you at night, and I'm not the little girl I was a few years ago, I'm used to the gray and simple room.

Put the doll on the head of the bed again, and walk out of the room, why is there no one at home today?