When it snows, Shangjing becomes Beiping; when we go to Houhai to see the snow, we return to the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
This was what the poet Yin Lichuan wrote on her blog after she went to Houhai one year after the snow.
The plain words were enough to move many people.
That year, the snow in Shangjing was very thick. As far as the eye could see, the roads and roofs were flat, which also covered a lot of the modern atmosphere.
Especially in Houhai, there were very few things that were obviously modern, and there were many old houses.
The heavy snow covered all the hustle and bustle of modern society. Standing in the snow, it was enough to make people feel like they were in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Shangjing was covered with snow, and the palaces were all silver.
This year's first snow had been falling for an exceptionally long time. Since last night, the snowflakes had not stopped falling.
It was estimated that this year would also be a year of heavy snow.
It rarely snowed in Zhonghai. Poor southern children, who had lived so long, had never even seen snow.
The heavy snow completely ignited the little girl's childish nature.
If it wasn't for the fact that the snow wasn't too thick, she would've been rolling around on the ground.
The reason why the little girl was so excited was that she had never seen snow.
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If it was an ordinary parent, they might have already grabbed her back to wash up, eat, and do what they should do.
But Chen Xi didn't.
He put the towel back in the basin, then went to the steps outside the West Wing, quietly watching the little girl squatting on the ground and trying to rub a snowball.
At the bottom of the steps, the snow had condensed into ice.
The little girl scraped up the snow layer by layer, then put it in her hands and rubbed it into a ball.
The snow was not too thick, so she rubbed it very slowly.
And she didn't wear gloves. When she finally rubbed out an egg-sized snowball, her pink fingers were already red from the cold.
"Papa! Snowball! Snowball! "
The little girl ran to Chen Xi with the snowball as if it were a treasure, as if she didn't notice that the snowball was so cold that her hands hurt.
Chen Xi squatted down and gently stroked her little face that was flushed with excitement. He said softly, "Be good, throw it away. We'll wash up and eat breakfast after you throw it out. Then daddy will make a snowman with you, okay?"
"Okay!"
The little guy nodded heavily. Then, he turned around and raised his hand to the back of his head. Then, he threw it out with great force.
Seeing the snowballs scattered all over the ground, the little fellow immediately clapped her hands happily.
Chen Xi gently held her hand and asked with concern, "Are you cold?"
"Not cold!"
It was so cold that his bones hurt, but the little guy still laughed and shook his head.
Chen Xi didn't point it out. After wrapping her little hand in his True Essence, he picked her up and said, "Let's go. Daddy will take you to wash your face, eat, and make a snowman!"
. make a snowman! Make a snowman! "
With the temptation of a snowman, the little girl immediately followed Chen Xi to wash up.
After breakfast, before Chen Xi cleared the table, she couldn't wait to take Chen Xi to the yard.
There was not much snow on the ground, so Chen Xi slowly raised his hands in the little girl's slightly excited cry.
A gust of wind suddenly blew in the small yard.
That year.
The first snow in Shang Jing was particularly heavy.
…
At the entrance of Dongming Alley.
A Spencer slowly came to a stop.
From the outside, this car was somewhat similar to a Jinbei car.
Except that it had a Mercedes-Benz logo.
There was only one woman sitting in the big car. She was holding a glass of red wine and shaking it slightly.
After the car stopped, the woman lifted the curtain and looked inside.
After confirming that she had arrived at the station, she lowered the partition between the car and the driver's seat, and then asked, "Old Meng, when did they live here?"
"It should be September 29th. You told me not to get close to here, so I'm not very sure about the specific time."
"September 29th?"
The woman gently put the wine glass on the table in front of her, and then laughed softly.
She seemed to be talking to herself, and said softly, "Today is November 21st. Do they really think of this as their own home?"
After that, she opened the door and got out of the car.
The woman was very tall, and she was wearing a Canada coat.
Goose beige coat and a pair of black Balenciaga boots. Looking at her dress, she looked like a model who came to the old street for a photo shoot.
It was still snowing, and the stalls on the old street were not open today.
After all, it was better to stay at home in this cold weather.
The bluestone road of the old street was covered with snow, and the sound of the woman's footsteps echoed in the empty alley.
A few minutes later, the woman came to the door of the courtyard.
She didn't hesitate and directly pushed the door open.
Chen Xi and the little girl were squatting in the middle of the yard, making a snowman.
He had already noticed the movement in the alley, so he stopped what he was doing.
Therefore, when the woman pushed the door open and entered, Chen Xi also stood up.
One was in front of the screen wall in the southeast corner, and the other was in the middle of the yard in front of the main hall.
The two of them glanced at each other.
However, the tall courtyard wall blocked their view.
Chen Xi stood still. The little girl was busy adding bricks and tiles to the snowman, so she didn't notice Chen Xi's strange behavior.
The woman moved.
"Tap, tap, tap …"
Her heels stepped on the stone floor, making a crisp sound.
Every time the sound rang, it was like a morning bell, beating Chen Xi's chest fiercely.
He stared blankly at the drooping flower gate that separated the inner and outer courtyards.
The woman walked steadily, and soon crossed the front yard and came to the drooping flower gate.
And at this moment.
Chen Xi also saw her face clearly.
She wasn't Yingying …
An indescribable feeling immediately surged in Chen Xi's heart.
He stared blankly as the woman walked straight towards him.
The little girl squatted on the ground, holding a ball of snow with both hands, and was about to slap it on the snowman.
The woman was getting closer and closer, and her footsteps finally startled the little girl.
The little girl turned her head and glanced at the woman who suddenly appeared.
Then, she suddenly grinned, as if she was very happy, and asked sweetly, "Sister, do you want to make a snowman with us?"
The woman didn't speak.
The little girl waited for a while.
Seeing that she did not speak, he no longer paid attention to her and continued to build his own snowman, huffing and puffing.
The woman silently looked at the little girl squatting on the ground.
After a long while, she suddenly asked, "What's her name?"
Her voice sounded very cold.
Just like today's weather, although the sun was bright, there were still snowflakes floating.
Chen Xi was stunned for a moment, then solemnly replied, "Chen Nian."
"What about you?"
"Chen Xi."
"Chen Xi?"
After softly repeating this name, the woman finally shifted her gaze from the little girl to Chen Xi.
"My name is Qin Xueqing."
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Thank you brother [Xia Zhongyu] for the 20000 reward!
I have to apologize to you here.
It's not that I don't want to add more, it's because I really can't write that much.
It's not that I'm not working hard, I've really done my best. I've been racking my brains every day to write.
Please forgive me.
Sincerely.
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