When Song Jingmian heard this, his body suddenly froze.
Then, moving faster than his brain, he turned around and looked at the man.
The wind at night was very cold, and Song Jingmian could only squat down and hold her arms to keep warm.
When she turned to look at the man in the night, at that moment, her eyes were red and she suddenly wanted to cry.
The night was quiet and deserted, and the man was standing under a big tree not far away. He held the mobile phone in one hand and raised it to his ear. The weak light reflected his handsome face.
The other hand was put on the belt of his pants, making his whole body tall and straight.
When the cold wind blows through, the scattered branches and leaves on the branches slowly fall to the ground along with the flying snow in the sky.
His always cold face would only change into a smile when he saw her. At this moment, he tilted his head slightly, and through the weak light on their mobile phones, their eyes touched in the air.
The eyes of the two people clearly revealed their deep longing.
Song Jingmian was the first to react. After being stunned for about three seconds, she came to her senses and got up and ran into his arms.
"Aci?!"
Her voice was very excited, but also had a hint of crying.
Bo Jingci hugged her, and the hands in his trouser pockets had already been taken out when she ran over, and he was ready to greet her.
At this moment, her little one was curled up in his arms, and he could feel Song Jingmian's hand tightening around him.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Why are you here?"
She cried intermittently. In just a few seconds, she was already crying unnaturally.
"You, I, I...why are you so sudden?"
"Why didn't you notify me?"
"Are you trying to surprise me?"
Bo Jingci felt sour in his heart, but at this moment, he was extremely satisfied.
His throat rolled up, and he said a hoarse "hmm".
"If I don't come over, how can I grant some little crybaby's wish?"
Song Jingmian: "..."
His slightly teasing voice sounded, seeming to comfort her.
Unexpectedly, the little girl in his arms cried even more sadly. Her whole body was twitching, and her shoulders were heaving due to crying. Bo Jingci looked a little distressed.
He sighed softly and touched the top of her soft hair helplessly.
"B-but how do you know that my wish is to see you."
"Woooo..."
She said with a sob in her voice.
Bo Jingci wanted to take a look at her, but just when he wanted to take her out of his arms, Song Jingmian hugged her tighter.
He laughed again: "No matter what wish you have, I can make it come true for you."
"Woo..."
After a long time, Song Jingmian finally stopped crying. She still held his waist and looked up at him in her arms.
She probably cried too hard for too long, but now her eyes were horribly red and her nose was twitching.
Looking at her whole appearance, Bo Jingci couldn't help laughing.
"The little crybaby doesn't cry anymore?"
He deliberately teased her.
Song Jingmian stared at him with red and swollen eyes, without any deterrence at all.
He suddenly held her holding hands to his chest.
"Is it cold?"
Song Jingmian sniffed: "Cold."
She looked at his hand suspiciously, "Why are your hands so warm?"
Bo Jingci said nothing, but held her hand tightly.
"Go back first?"
Song Jingmian said obediently: "Okay."
After she finished speaking, she grinned at him, a silly smile.
Bo Jingci couldn't help but rub the top of her hair, then directly wrapped his big hand around her little hand and put it in his belt.
"Huh?!"
Song Jingmian exclaimed: "So you put a baby warmer inside?"
"Um."
He responded softly, put her hand on the warm baby, and asked, "Is it still cold?"
Song Jingmian smiled and shook her head, jumping up and down.
"It's not cold anymore!"
She also wears a lot of foot warmers on her body. Because she has to go out, she is fully armed and even has foot warmers in her shoes.
But she was still afraid of the cold.
Just now when the two of them were preparing to go back, Bo Jingci took out the hand warmer from his pocket as if by magic.
The hand holding her was placed in his belt, and the other hand was holding the hand warmer he had just given. At this moment, Song Jingmian felt happiness from the bottom of her heart.
"Aci!"
She shouted excitedly, "Are you Doraemon? Why do you have everything in your pocket?"
She walked restlessly, stopping and walking like a child, stepping on his shadow under the weak street light.
"If so, it will be your only Doraemon."
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After arriving in the room, Song Jingmian took a deep breath.
"It's still warm in the house."
After walking back for a while, Song Jingmian's newly red eyes had already returned to their original state.
"How did you know I was there?"
"Xiao Nian."
Song Jingmian nodded understandingly: "Then why did you suddenly come here today?"
She muttered softly: "You didn't even tell me in advance."
He watched her stomping her feet slightly without saying a word, and then walked towards the kitchen.
Song Jingmian was still complaining about why he didn't speak, but the next second she saw him coming over with hot water.
He just went to the kitchen to get a basin of hot water. There was no water heater here. The water was boiled by Xiaonian before he went to find her.
She opened her lips but said nothing.
He brought a basin of hot water and placed it next to the bed.
"Clubbing."
It wasn't until he put his feet in the basin of hot water and felt the heat spreading from the soles of his feet to his whole body that Song Jingmian suddenly realized.
Just now, he took off his shoes and socks and carefully placed them in the basin.
His movements were very gentle. Song Jingmian never expected that Bo Jingci would do this series of movements. When she reacted, she was shocked by what he had just done.
"Aci." She murmured and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so nice to me?"
While she was talking, her feet moved uneasily as she couldn't resist the sudden touch.
She never understood where his feelings for her came from?
Just because of a thought?
"You are my wife."
"If I'm not good to you, who should I be good to?"
Song Jingmian laughed out loud and shook her feet: "Then put your feet in too."
Under Song Jingmian's strong request, Bo Jingci finally stepped in.
"This is our first time soaking feet together."
She couldn't hide the excitement in her voice.
Bo Jingci: "We all took a bath together."
"It's so unusual to take a foot bath together?"
Song Jingmian: "...?!"
Why do you say this at such a warm moment? !
It was a rare warm scene. Song Jingmian hadn't seen him for a long time. Now when she looked at his features, she felt familiar yet unfamiliar.
Bo Jingci's eyes met Song Jingmian's eyes, which were so intense that he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Mianmian."
He looked at her with a teasing smile, and the smile in his eyes made her sick to death.
"If you continue reading, I can't guarantee what will happen next."
Song Jingmian: "...?!"
