Qing Yue carefully wiped away the tears on his face for him, and said softly:

"Such a cute little face, smiling is good-looking. The plum blossoms at this time are my favorite, Ling Han blooms the most alone, and you can also take a look at it when you go to play. "Pack up his clothes and let him go to the yard to play.

When you think that children are having fun, you will not remember the things that are unhappy. Ke Zifeng deeply remembered that Qingyue said that she loved plum blossoms the most, so she wanted to fold them for her.

He didn't see plum blossoms for a long time, and he walked out of the yard. At the door, he saw someone holding a plum branch and selling it, but he was penniless, so he had no choice but to ask where to fold it.

The flower seller pointed him in the right direction, saying that two miles ahead there was a wonderful plum garden. He didn't say a word and walked forward, but when he finally walked, he found that his height couldn't even reach the flower branches.

He looked around in a hurry but no one could help him, and just as he was struggling to climb the tree and want to break it off, he stepped on the air and fell.

He stared at the branches, ready to climb up again. At this moment, a tall man appeared beside him and pressed the back of his neck.

He looked back, but the man folded a few bunches of plums and handed them to him directly. As soon as he was about to excuse himself, he saw the sharp lines on the man's face and scars at the corners of his eyes.

He immediately lowered his head and was stunned for a moment, and saw the pattern of the man's cuffs, which was very familiar but could not remember.

The man placed the plum blossom in his arms and turned away. Before he could say anything, the man had already disappeared into the snowstorm.

When she went back, Qing Yue was already looking at the door in a panic, and immediately quickened her pace and walked to her.

didn't care about taking pictures of the snow on his body, so he handed the plum blossoms to Qing Yue. Qing Yue realized that he went out to fold plum blossoms, and seeing Qing Yue's anxious look, he could only scratch the back of his head to hide his self-blame.

Qingyue seemed to see through him, and didn't say anything. Just took him back to change into clean clothes and drank a bowl of ginger soup.

Zifeng drank the ginger soup, and asked with dripping eyes:

"Am I causing you trouble? I just want to fold plum blossoms to make you happy, right...... I'm sorry. Qing Yue smiled and said:

"It's okay, I know what you want, I've done that before. But the person who really likes plum blossoms is not me, it's my sister. So I can understand that I love someone and want to give him what he loves. "Qingyue has not seen a light in recent months, and everyone says that pregnant people are afraid of being sick and not conducive to childbirth.

Qingyue didn't care, but if she went to see her, she would inevitably make people turn on their backs, and it was not conducive to her cultivation, so just give up thinking about it.

I haven't seen it for a few months, and I miss it very much, but between the doors, but it is as far away as the sky, which is not only a little sad.

Zifeng saw her helplessness but couldn't help her, so he could only stand beside her silently, as long as he could look at her heart, he was gentle.