The plum blossoms that are broken in the cold winter finally smell fragrant,
Inkstone sprinkled with snow dyes the makeup red.
A candle and a paper window,
Half a piece of paper is written about the busy night.
The rooster crows to call for the new year, and the early sun clears away the old snow...
Su Jingyan slowly opened his eyes and glanced inside as a habit. This time the beauty didn't get up.
Su Jingyan stretched out his hand and climbed up to Ning Baixue's jade-like tower, and then smiled with satisfaction.
Ning Baixue slowly opened her eyes and looked at Su Jingyan, lightly grabbed Su Jingyan's hand and shook it away...
"Get up..." Ning Baixue looked at Su Jingyan and said slowly.
"It's New Year's Day, you can sleep a little longer." Su Jingyan shamelessly stretched out his hand and climbed up.
Ning Baixue looked at Su Jingyan calmly. Su Jingyan slowly turned his head away, but his moving hands never stopped...
Ning Baixue sighed and stopped trying to stop Su Jingyan's wanton behavior.
After a moment, Su Jingyan seemed a little dissatisfied and turned to look at Ning Baixue.
Seeing the color in Su Jingyan's eyes, Ning Baixue slowly turned her head...
...
"Let's get married..."
The two sat opposite each other on the attic, with a small stew stove on the table in the middle. The steam in the stove reflected the vast white snow outside the building.
Su Jingyan slowly said those words to Ning Baixue.
Ning Baixue raised her head and looked at Su Jingyan, paused with the chopsticks in her hands, and nodded after a long time.
"good!"
The two finished their meal in silence...
"I'll take you to a place." Su Jingyan put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and said slowly.
Ning Baixue took out her handkerchief and slowly wiped her mouth, then looked at Su Jingyan, "Where are you going?"
Su Jingyan's face flashed with sadness.
"To see two people who can't attend your wedding and mine..."
...
The vast white snow covers the sky and the earth, and the poetic charm of the green Jiangnan town can be seen through the white snow.
Outside the small town, on a lone boat in a river, an old man was fishing in the snow.
Both sides of the river are covered with white mountains...
Su Jingyan led Ning Baixue through the white snow to two lonely graves beside the river.
"Mom and Dad..." Su Jingyan knelt in front of the two graves and spoke slowly while looking at the white snow on the lone grave.
"My son and his wife have come to see you..."
Ning Baixue slowly stood up and knelt beside Su Jingyan, and spoke softly to the two lonely graves:
"Dad...Mom..."
Su Jingyan turned to look at Ning Baixue, who looked back calmly.
Su Jingyan slowly turned around, took out a few empty bottles from behind and carefully placed them in front of the grave. Those bottles were obviously Xinghuacun that the two of them drank.
"You said you would save these bottles of wine for me to drink when I get married, but you can't drink any more..."
"Now that the wife and child have been found, we have agreed to get married on the Lantern Festival."
"We don't have many relatives or friends at home, and even you can't come..."
In the silence, Ning Baixue sighed and grabbed Su Mo's hand.
The white snow is swaying, reflecting Su Jingyan's tragic past...
From then on, only Bai Xue could accompany him.
"Do you know?" Su Jingyan looked at the two lonely graves and spoke to Ning Baixue, but it was more like talking to himself.
"There was a Taoist priest who told fortunes before and said that I was destined to be a lone star..."
"He said that I...had no one to rely on in my life..."
"I believed it...until..." Su Jingyan turned to look at Ning Baixue, holding Ning Baixue's hand slightly tighter, "It wasn't until I met you that I understood the stinky The Taoist priest is obviously talking nonsense..."
Ning Baixue turned to look at Su Jingyan, smiled slightly, and the strange color in her eyes was deeply covered up.
Su Jingyan turned around and bowed deeply to the two lonely graves.
The white snow fluttered and fell on Bai Xue's head, reflecting a familiar scenery that Su Jingyan had never noticed.
...
"I'm getting married tomorrow, but I have no relatives or friends at home..."
Su Jingyan sat on the attic, looking at the white snow that had not yet melted during the first month of the year, and sighed and said slowly.
On the tea table in the attic is a snow scene that Su Jingyan just painted, the ink has not yet dried...
Ning Baixue leaned to the side, looked at Su Jingyan, slowly shook her head and said, "Nothing, I don't have any relatives or friends..."
Su Jingyan turned to look at Ning Baixue and asked curiously: "Why did you agree to marry me?"
Ning Baixue looked at Su Jingyan quietly, a deep affection flashed across her face, but did not answer.
"Is it because I saved you?" Su Jingyan asked.
Ning Baixue looked at Su Jingyan and shook her head slowly.
"That must be because I am graceful and elegant." Su Jingyan affirmed.
Ning Baixue gave Su Jingyan a faint look and did not answer. He got up and went back to the house to get a wedding dress, handed it to Su Jingyan and said.
"Put it on and let me see..."
Su Jingyan was stunned for a moment, took over the wedding dress, looked at Ning Baixue and said doubtfully: "I'm going to see you tomorrow, why do I have to change it for you today?"
Ning Baixue looked at Su Jingyan calmly and said nothing.
"Okay..." Su Jingyan shrugged, took off his white Confucian clothes and put on this red wedding robe.
This bright red dress looks particularly festive through the vast white snow outside the attic.
Ning Baixue quietly looked at Su Jingyan's wedding robe, looked at it carefully and carefully, then turned around and walked down the attic.
"Wait for me for a moment..."
When Ning Baixue went upstairs again, she saw that she had also changed into the red dress she would wear tomorrow.
The wedding robes of the two people competed to catch the eye, exuding a sense of boundless joy.
Su Jingyan looked at Ning Baixue's red dress and gradually became a little crazy.
"Does it look good?" Ning Baixue turned around and asked Su Jingyan.
"It looks good." Su Jingyan replied.
"But why do you have to put it on today? Can't you see it tomorrow?" Su Jingyan asked again.
Ning Baixue shook her head, walked up to Su Jingyan, raised her hand to lift Su Jingyan's dress, and sighed slightly: "This dress is a bit too big..."
Just like that year... Ning Baixue seemed to remember something and compared it secretly in her heart.
At some point, the wind and snow seemed to be blowing faster, and wisps of falling snow blew into the attic and landed on the red makeup of the two of them.
The falling snow fell on the snow scene painting Su Jingyan had just painted on the tea table in the attic, dotting the scenery on the paper, just like a pair of people that year.
"It's time for me to go..." Ning Baixue straightened Su Jingyan's clothes and said softly. BIquGe.biz
"What?" Su Jingyan was stunned and looked flustered.
Ning Baixue looked at Su Jingyan infatuatedly, looking at Su Jingyan's fearful and uneasy expression, she shook her head calmly and said, "Why are you panicking? I just want to go back to the sect first..."
"Just a trip back to the sect?" Su Jingyan asked still uneasily.
"Otherwise?" Ning Baixue rolled her eyes at Su Jingyan.
Su Jingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and then thought of something else: "But we will get married tomorrow..."
"It is precisely because we are getting married tomorrow that I want to return to the sect..." Ning Baixue said angrily.
"Where else would I come from?"
"Is it possible for me to leave your home and marry into your home..."
Su Jingyan thought for a while and asked, "Then where should I go to pick up the bride?"
"Just wait, I will come by myself..." Ning Baixue said lightly.
Su Jingyan looked at Ning Baixue's calm face and nodded after a long time.
"good!"
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