Jiang You put down his phone and went to the bathroom to wash up.

There was no hot water, but she took a shower despite the biting cold.

She hated the smell of fumes, the smell of skewers, all kinds of bad smells mixed together.

This kind of taste is the sign of the poor and the true portrayal of the sour taste of poverty.

She swore that she would become a human being, and she would never live such a life again.

……

When Zhao Lizheng's car arrived outside the gate of Chen's house, the snow was already a little heavy.

"Blow dry your hair and come down."

"Well, blow dry."

"Wear thicker and socks."

She couldn't help laughing, and the pair of eyes that looked at him in the video were shining: "Brother Zhao, why are you more verbose than my father now." ”

"Do you like it or not?"

"Of course I do." She said it casually.

After finishing speaking, he was shyly stunned at first.

"If you like it, I'll be a little long-winded with you."

"I, I'm dressed, first, hung up first."

Her hands were flushed and she quickly ended the video call.

But I still feel that my heartbeat is messy.

She went to pour half a glass of warm water, but she still felt that the tip of her heart was hot.

The heating in the house was so hot that she felt like she was going to catch fire.

Put on your coat and go downstairs.

But my father was in the kitchen warming milk for my mother, and when he saw her coming down, he asked, "Are you going out so late?" ”

Her face was still a little hot, but she pretended to be natural: "Brother Zhao is here, there should be something, I'll come back when I go out." ”

"Li Zheng is here? Let him come in and talk, it's snowing outside, it's cold. ”

"Well, I'll call him in."

Chen Xu watched his daughter run out of the living room briskly, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

Zhao Lizheng's changes in the past half a year, he and Hitomi are both in their eyes.

I feel that the boy has matured, as if he has really changed someone.

The former rebellion, impetuousness, and impulsiveness seem to have gradually disappeared.

This made Chen Xu feel a little more comfortable, after all, in the past, pomelo always revolved around Li Zheng.

Of course, his daughter slave feels sorry for his daughter.

From a distance, she saw a tall figure standing outside the gate.

Most of the little girls have a romantic Korean drama plot in their hearts.

For example, in the first snow, which was very hot before, I had to eat fried chicken and drink beer.

The male protagonist who slowly walks towards the heroine with an umbrella in a coat in the heavy snow, the amazing male coach who will create that atmosphere.

But Zhao Lizheng doesn't need any sense of atmosphere to set off.

He is much more handsome than the male protagonist of Korean dramas.

"Slow down."

Zhao Lizheng saw her running over in the snow, and hurriedly walked a few steps to meet her, he naturally opened the placket of his coat and pulled her into his arms.

"Why don't you let the maid come and open the door?"

Because it was a little late, for fear of alarming the elders of the Chen family, he did not ring the doorbell to call the door.

Zhao Lizheng gently brushed off the snow flakes in her hair, and held her hand again, and Meiyu immediately frowned: "Your hands are a little cold." ”

After he finished speaking, he took her hand and reached into the hem of her shirt and stuck it on her lower abdomen.

Her fingertips touched the warm, solid muscles, and she felt only a subtle electric current rush through her body for a moment.

I couldn't help but want to curl my fingers, but he held them tighter.

His coat wrapped around her, with a faint smell of wine and tobacco, and the slightest wisps entangled her, obliterating her.

She didn't know why, but her heart swelled up with unspeakable discomfort.

I don't know where that discomfort comes from, I don't know why.

But she just couldn't control it, and even her nasal cavity was sour, and her tear ducts were faintly painful.

"Brother Zhao......"

She muttered, and in the middle of the snowy night, her eyes suddenly rained.

"I don't know what's wrong, I just want to cry......"

Her tears fell uncontrollably, one after the other, on his coat, shattering into several crystalline petals.

But it fell heavily on the tip of his heart.

He is a person who has lived an extra life, and her helplessness and inexplicable strange emotions can actually be perceived by him subtlely.

It's just that I don't know where to say a lot of words, and I don't know how to say them.

Who can believe such a ridiculous thing?

Will it make her more sad and sad to say it?

"Cry if you want, do whatever you want, Yuzu, you can do whatever you want, my brother is by your side."

"I want to see you, but I seem to be afraid to see you."

"I want to be with you often, but I'm afraid to be with you often."

"The better you treat me, the more sad I will feel in my heart, I feel like my whole person is in a dream, Brother Zhao, but dreams will always wake up."

He knew she was doing this because she was so insecure.

But nothing has happened now, and those heartbreaking and regrettable changes cannot happen again.

Why did she feel such emotions?

Zhao Lizheng couldn't help but wonder if she also remembered the events of her previous life like herself.

But in the past six months, looking at her words and deeds, it seems that it is not.

She is still young now, and he has no other way but to accompany her.

Zhao Lizheng thought of this, and saw her crying silently, and the whole person seemed to be panicked and at a loss.

He was also a little flustered for a while.

What should be done, what should be done to make her happy and carefree.

Zhao Lizheng hoped that she would become an adult immediately, so he ordered her and guarded her wholeheartedly.

"Brother Zhao, it's not early, go back quickly, the aunts and uncles of the province are worried about you......"

But she had already adjusted her emotions.

Gently broke away from his arms, and his crying eyes were slightly red, and even the tails of his eyes were very faintly red.

Zhao Lizheng looked at her, but his heart walked away.

He remembered the last time he had seen her in his previous life.

She was like a piece of green and white jade that was about to break, and he had missed every chance to put her back together.

Zhao Lizheng gently touched the tail of her reddish eyes: "Sister, I know what you are afraid of, and I also know why you are sad." ”

"Brother Zhao, how do you know?"

Zhao Lizheng bent down slightly, at eye level with her.

"Do you remember that I had a car accident before, my parents took me to Puji Temple, and the senior monk calculated the eight characters for me and changed my name."

"Yes."

Of course, she remembered such a big event clearly.

Zhao Lizheng coaxed her: "That high monk has profound Buddhism, and I don't know how many people he has enlightened, on your birthday, I fell asleep on the boat at your house, and I dreamed of him." ”

"Did he enlighten you?"

"Yes, so, did you notice that I have changed since I woke up from the dream?"

She couldn't help but nod, it was.

"He told me, you are my destined wife in this life, if I don't protect you wholeheartedly and love you, I can't change my name and widow."

"You're." She quickly covered his mouth: "You can't talk nonsense like this." ”

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