Jiang Nuannuan stood by the door and watched, her fingers clasped tightly on the door panel, and she didn't step forward to stop her.

She watched as the man straightened his bent back a little, and his gaze became extremely calm after the smoke.

He said in a hoarse voice: "It's a little choked, you have to get used to it." ”

Chen Zhi patted him on the shoulder, "After you get used to it, you can't leave." ”

Fei Jinzhao nodded, and caught a glimpse of Jiang Nuannuan standing there with slippers by the door, and subconsciously threw out the cigarette and stepped on it, "I'll go in and take a look, there's still trouble here." ”

"Got it, go ahead."

Fei Jin Zhao walked into the house, took her wrist and came to the back of the door, "Got medicine on your feet?" I don't put my pants down, don't wait for it to itch and get chilblains. ”

Jiang Nuannuan shook her head and begged him softly, "Not yet, you can help me apply the medicine." ”

In front of Rong Zhao, Fei Jin summoned her into the house, squatted on the ground and applied medicine to the soles of her feet, her demeanor was focused and meticulous, and the skillful movements of taking care of her seemed to have been done hundreds of times.

Seeing the young man in front of him who was bent over to do this, Rong Zhao twisted his hands and forced a laugh, "It turns out that she went out to call you to apply medicine." ”

Does this woman have no hands herself? It's just a medication.

She thought so angrily in her heart, but Fei Jinzhao only replied to her lightly, "She's spoiled." ”

Someone who will crush his foot in his chest, it is not a big deal to have him apply medicine.

Rong Zhao, who was like a big light bulb, couldn't sit still anymore, and hurriedly got up, "It's late, I'll go first." ”

As soon as she walked to the door, Rong's father and Rong's mother walked in and said to Fei Jin: "You stay with us for a night at night, the mountain road is snowy, and we can't go down to the town." ”

Fei Jin didn't look back, and replied lightly: "Okay." ”

Chen Zhi helped tidy up another guest room for Rong Zhao's family to sleep on, and the simple wooden bed was only cushioned with a thin layer of cotton wool.

Rong's mother also counted Rong Zhao vigorously before going to bed, "I asked you to go down the mountain early, but you didn't listen, it would be fine, the road was closed, and it would be harmful to sleep in this kind of bed for people who froze to death." ”

Rong Zhao turned a deaf ear, just sat on the bed in a daze, and said in a low voice: "I seem to have done something wrong." ”

"What's wrong?"

Rong Zhao turned his head and said with red eyes: "If you don't get me out to go to college, I will definitely be with Fei Jin, and when he graduates, it will definitely not be a problem to find a good job with his ability, if I insist on it at that time..."

"Insist on what you insist on, if what if." Rong's mother interrupted her sharply, "You're not mistaken, are you? You look at the current housing prices in Linggang, how good a job does he have to find to be able to make up a house of millions and hundreds of thousands of bride prices in a short period of time? As far as his computer technology is concerned, he is a programmer to death, and it takes a few years to earn money before marrying you? I think you're missing a brain again! ”

Father Rong persuaded beside him: "Okay, okay, it's not too early, it's still at someone's house, hurry up and go to bed and go down the mountain early tomorrow." ”

Rong Zhao lowered his head again by his mother's realistic words, and said after a while: "Got it." ”

The sound insulation of the wall of Fei Jin's house is really poor, Jiang Nuannuan looked at the man in front of her who was wearing cotton socks for her, pursed her lips, and felt that some words were out of place when they came to her mouth, so she swallowed back.

"I'll keep vigil with you tonight." She got up and took his hand and walked out, "Go to the mourning hall and sit with Grandma Fei." ”

Fei Jinzhao's footsteps slowed down for half a beat, and then pulled the person into his arms and hugged him.

"Thank you for coming today."

Jiang Nuannuan didn't move, her hand smoothed his back, "It should be." ”

The mourning hall is the living room, there is a wooden sofa with soft cushions on it, she sat down and took a stack of silver paper to fold the ingots, Fei Jin summoned to the kitchen, boiled two eggs and heated milk for her supper.

I did a ritual at midnight, and the beating of gongs and drums made people's ears hurt.

There is also a rule for mortuaries at home, the incense cannot be extinguished, and someone must watch it at all times.

Jiang Nuannuan was still strong at first, but then his body continued to lean towards Fei Jinzhao, he took a thin quilt over, covered both of them, and the hand under the quilt wrapped around her waist and coaxed her softly: "You sleep, I'll watch here." ”

"I'll squint for a moment before I change shifts with you." She was not reluctant, and leaned into his arms.

"Okay."

The person in her arms quickly fell asleep, obviously exhausted, and Fei Jin touched her face, not bothering to wake her up again.

He looked at the night with snowflakes outside, and felt in his heart that such a lonely and cold night was not difficult to endure.

In this way, Jiang Nuannuan didn't wake up until the next morning, and Fei Jinzhao was already blue and very tired.

She touched his face in distress and blamed, "Why don't you call me." ”

Fei Jinzhao shook his head, leaned on her shoulder, and said tiredly: "Uncle Chen Zhi will come over in a while, you ask him to renew the incense, I want to sleep for a while, I am really tired." ”

Jiang Nuannuan nodded, and hurriedly pulled the quilt, "I know, then you go to sleep." ”

When Rong Zhao's family went out of the bedroom door, they saw a man and woman snuggled under a quilt in the mourning hall, and Rong's mother glanced at her daughter with mockery, as if to say that her true heart was a meat bun and a dog.

Rong Zhao bit his lower lip, this time he didn't even say hello, and ran down the mountain when he left the courtyard.

It is true that she is indeed as Jiang Nuannuan said, listening to her parents, she doesn't have the courage to gamble on the future fate of a teenager.

The first time he met his rival face-to-face, Rong Zhao lost in a mess.

After staying up for three days, everyone's faces were not good, and at 3 o'clock in the morning after the funeral cremation, the coffin was opened in the mourning hall, so that the relatives could take one last look at the deceased old man.

The funeral song was sharp and piercing, Jiang Nuannuan accompanied Fei Jin Zhao and walked around Fei's grandmother's coffin.

Looking closely, her complexion in a shroud is a little gray, her eyes are half-open, and her pupils are still a little shiny under the reflection of the light.

Jiang Nuannuan couldn't say what she felt in her heart, she only knew that Grandma Fei was probably unwilling, unwilling to die like this, and there were too many wishes that had not been fulfilled, so that her eyes could not be completely closed.

At 6 a.m., the coffin was transported to the town's funeral home for cremation.

Fei Jin Zhao stood straight in the waiting room outside the crematorium, his eyes reddened, and his tense face endured great sadness.

Everyone knows that he is in terrible pain right now.

Jiang Nuannuan held a black umbrella in one hand and a black and white photo frame of Grandma Fei in the other, and stood beside him without saying a word, watching the urn containing Grandma Fei being sent out.

Chen Zhi sighed softly beside him: "Such a big person, only such a small box is left when he comes out, alas." ”

Jiang Nuannuan was a little moved, and her eyes were red in the end.

The group took Grandma Fei up the mountain and was buried under a cemetery with a good view.

The cold wind hit, the mountains were covered with snow, and several handfuls of snow fell from the treetops and smashed on the ground.

Fei Jin Zhao stood in front of the tombstone for a long time, until a warm little hand reached out next to him to hold him, and persuaded in a soft voice: "It's cold, go back." ”

"Hmm."

He lowered his head and slipped under her umbrella and descended the mountain side by side with her.

The candle flame in front of the tomb flickered, as if it was a farewell.

The day before returning to Linggang, Rong Zhao returned from the town to Fei Jinzhao's house.

On the way, she saw a black sedan parked a few meters away from his house.

Linggang's license plate, Rong Zhao happened to see the people in the car put away the camera when he passed by.

The other party probably spotted her too, and drove away in a few seconds.

She thought it was strange, and thought that it might be someone who came to shoot the snow scene, so she didn't pay attention to it.

In the house, Fei Jin Zhao and Jiang Nuannuan were cleaning.

"I'll talk to you alone."

The words were said by Rong Zhao coming in and talking to Fei Jin, Jiang Nuannuan took the broom, and said with interest: "I'll go to stay in the house, something will call me." ”

Rong Zhao summoned Fei Jin to the courtyard, took off the LV scarf around his neck, and handed it to him, "I want to apologize to you before leaving, it may be a little late." ”

Fei Jin didn't answer, and her chestnut eyes stared at her in silence.

Rong Zhao bit his lip and put down his hand, "If time could come back, I know that because my birthday gift will cost you so much, I will definitely not tell you that I want this LV scarf." ”

Fei Jinzhao's mood was very light, "It's over." ”

Rong Zhao shook his head and said with a crying voice: "It's me who is wrong, if I had been tougher and believed in you a little more at that time, we would not have become strangers more and more." ”

Fei Jinzhao maintained an expressionless attitude, still a little unfamiliar, "It's okay, it's over." ”

He has learned to reconcile with the past, and it doesn't matter if he apologizes or not, and he doesn't care.

Rong Zhao has always disliked his cold attitude, the stone she covered for a while was now completely warmed by another person, and only warmed her alone.

She was sad.

"You really don't like me anymore." She bit her lip, "Actually, I haven't had a boyfriend abroad before, I found those men to stimulate you, I hope to see some other emotions from you, whether it's angry or jealous, I just want to see this." ”

Every time she called, she could only look at his expressionless face, so she asked a man to stimulate him, and it really worked at first, he would worry that he would let her go home early, but then he completely lost his mood.

Now, she heard Fei Jin calmly reply: "You don't have to do this again in the future, I don't like you." ”

The courtyard was silent only for the sound of snow rustling down.

He himself felt that it was too easy to say this.

Why is it so easy?