[Ahem, brain storage place. (The copywriting is bad, the writing style of a primary school student, I love young men with long hair and high ponytails)
Don't keep books, it's easy to keep them to death. 】
The snow in Changbai Mountain is cold, desolate and lonely.
There are so many unknown secrets hidden under the white snow.
A black figure walked on foot in the white snow, leaving his footprints in the wilderness of snow.
He carried a black ancient sword on his straight back. Golden lines spread on the scabbard. He carried a small backpack casually.
The barren mountains and snowy ridges, which at first sight would have made you feel desolate, are surrounded by a faint shadow...
joy.
Like the howling wind and snow, it is endless.
"Hey..."
The milky and milky sound came out from the man's arms, softly, as if he was being suffocated in an environment.
"stuffy…"
Under Zhang Qiling's jacket, there was an infant who was a little over one year old. He struggled to get his little head out of the man's collar. He spit out a series of mist from his small mouth, and looked at the man with a pair of obsidian eyes, as if Looking at the man seriously.
Zhang Qiling raised his slender hands to cover his little head, shielding him from the swirling cold wind.
Zhang Qiling lowered his head to look at him. This glance was light and heavy, as if there were endless words that could not be finished, and he could see the joy of regaining something with just one glance.
The big one and the small one looked at each other in the vast and silent world, one was confused and the other was reserved.
Finally, his fingertips gently stroked the top of his soft hair, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment, as if he was deep in some memories that had lasted for many years. The body temperature of the child in his arms brought him back to reality quickly, and he looked at the little one in his arms. boy.
Be safe and sound and be happy.
"No worries..."
"Your name is Wu Yu, okay."
There is no harm or danger.
Zhang Qiling carried the child and walked towards the world in the wind and snow.
……………
2003. Spring.
The white clouds are long and the wind is blowing.
It was past four o'clock in the afternoon and the sun was already shining tepidly on the road, still carrying the breath of cold wind. It was clearly not the end of school yet, but a large wave of young and young girls were already pouring out of the door of Beijing No. 1 Middle School. Everyone is filled with youthful spirit, and I don’t know why school is over.
The eyes of some girls glanced at the pink supercar parked on the roadside. It exuded charming elegance under the mottled light spots of tree shadows. The girl who looked at it immediately had stars in her eyes: "Wow! The pink supercar is so cool!" It’s better than the one on the TV series!”
“I don’t know whose sports car is so cool!”
The teenagers walked away muttering while watching. One of them even looked back several times. When he looked back again, the black car window happened to be lowered.
I saw a man with sharp edges and tough looks in the car. Even wearing sunglasses, he couldn't resist the man's handsomeness.
The shock of the hormonal explosion was not something that a student who had not yet left school could withstand. The girl who accidentally saw the man could not help but turn her head nervously and walked quickly, walking in a hurry.
"Master Hua'er, our little sun has troubled you during this time." Hei Xiazi's voice was slow and cynical: "I don't need to trouble you anymore. We will take care of the child ourselves."
"Ha..." Jie Yuchen, who was sitting in the driver's seat, chuckled and played the music slowly like playing a pipa.
Regarding Heixiazi and Zhang Qiling's behavior of burning bridges, he glanced at the young man sitting in the back row in the rearview mirror.
Wearing a simple blue hooded sweatshirt, a few strands of bangs that were level with his eyebrows partially covered his eyes. He lowered his eyelids, and his whole person was calm and indifferent, as if he was far away from the world.
Jie Yuchen withdrew his gaze, with a smile on his face and said confidently: "Blind man, you can demolish this bridge if you want. I have signed a contract with Little Sun, and his time for half a month belongs to me."
"Underage doesn't count." A cold voice came from behind.
"That's right, Little Yang Yang is only a little over thirteen years old. The contract does not count and has no legal effect." The black blind man followed up and glanced sideways at Xie Yuchen.
I seriously reflected on whether it was a bit of a mistake to ask this person to help look after the child. If he and the mute didn't really have time to take care of the child, and Little Yang was really inseparable from people at his age...
He will definitely not entrust people to him...
Before the blind man could reflect, the door of the back seat was quickly opened. He turned his eyes, followed Zhang Qiling and quickly saw the dazzling young man in the crowd.
The young man seems to be surrounded by a bright halo, and he will be caught at a glance in the huge crowd. The moment he appears, the sun and moon will fade in his eyes, leaving only the bright young man.
A white school uniform with blue stripes, wrapped in a down jacket, was worn on the boy's thin figure, and he carried a black schoolbag on one shoulder.
His eyebrows are so beautiful that they are almost scorching, and his elegant outline is obviously handsome. Even with his long hair tied into a high ponytail, one can immediately recognize him at a glance. He is a young boy with a strong youthful aura.
"Go home." Zhang Qiling naturally took the boy's schoolbag and put it on his shoulder. He took out a White Rabbit toffee from his pocket, peeled off the sugar coating and stuffed it into the boy's mouth. He then put his arm around the boy's shoulders. , with a protective posture, as if it has been tempered thousands of times.
