There was heavy snow in the sky, and the ground was covered with silvery white.
The heavier the snow fell, the thicker the ice on the river would be, making it easier to cross the river. She wished it would snow all day long and seal the Yi River.
When she heard that Wei Cheng was coming in person, she was worried but in a good mood. She opened the door with an umbrella and saw him with his back to her, looking at the wind lantern hanging under the eaves in the distance.
Zhaoye Jade Lion stood aside obediently.
There was a thin layer of snow piled on the man's shoulders.
Don't know what to think.
He followed the sound and saw a girl in sky-green clothes holding a seventy-two-bone oil-paper umbrella. Pingting jade stood under the eaves, with a jade-colored face, willow-leaf-like eyebrows, and eyes that seemed to be inlaid on jade. The black glass sparkles under the soft snow.
Everything was quiet, and the sound of falling snow could be clearly heard. The color of the snow shone through the oil paper between the umbrella ribs, casting a blur of light and shadow on her white, unpainted face.
In her spare time, like all girls in their twenties, she likes to dress up more gorgeously, but today, she is bare-faced, with only a faint trace of a goose-yellow Begonia silk flower pinned from her temple.
Also good looking.
He had just finished reorganizing the army today and drank several bowls of farewell wine in the military camp in the evening. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little too deserted.
It was clear that the camp was full of people.
There are bright lights outside the clear tent.
It was clear that groups of soldiers took off their clothes and wrestled bare-chested, which was more lively than ever.
The cold crickets can't stop chirping.
Inexplicable emotions came from all directions.
It would be great if I could listen to her conversation.
This idea was ridiculous and ridiculous. He sneered and turned outside the tent to watch them wrestling.
But wrestling also made him uninterested. After watching for a while, he left and took a slow walk in the camp.
He set off tomorrow and didn't know how long it would take to see her again. He frowned, suddenly took the horse, whipped it, and entered the city. When he reached the door of Shen's house, the horse's hooves gradually slowed down until it stopped completely.
Only then did I realize that what I was doing was a bit ridiculous.
"What's wrong, General?" Shen Yinxiao touched his face when he saw him staring at her without speaking.
He sneered and looked her over from head to toe with a pair of phoenix eyes: "Although I like your plain appearance, today is New Year's Eve, and other girls are wearing red makeup and gorgeous clothes. You are too plain."
"I have a hairpin." She touched the silk flower on her temples, closed the door, took a few steps closer, thought for a moment, then lifted the umbrella up, leaned forward, covered the top of his head, and helped him block it. The snow is falling.
His eyebrows suddenly became brighter, his lips curled up slightly, and he raised his hand to rub the top of her hair: "Let's go."
The two of them walked side by side in the snow, neither of them speaking first.
There was no one on the street. Behind the wall of the roadside, there could be faint sounds of laughter and fireworks. From time to time, firecrackers would go off. She could almost imagine the scene in her mind.
A family of young and old stood in the yard, watching the young children gathering together to set off fireworks and play with firecrackers.
With a few "pops", several firecrackers suddenly jumped out of the courtyard wall and landed at her feet. She was frightened.
A pair of hands reached out and took her into his arms. She staggered forward and grabbed the lapel of his clothes. He had stepped on the firecracker and kicked it aside casually.
The man's face suddenly became colder, and when the courtyard door opened, his expression became even colder.
The two boys' faces were red, and they ran out to see where the firecrackers had fallen. They didn't see the firecrackers they wanted to see, but they saw a man and a woman cuddling in the snow. The girl looked slightly frightened and fell into the man's arms. The man's face was ashen and he was about to The woman in her arms held her tightly, her cold eyes swept over the two children, who turned pale with fright and took half a step back.
Children are trouble.
He frowned.
"Forget it." Shen Yinxiao immediately held his hand and whispered, "It's just a kid."
Under his hand, the man's hand paused.
As soon as he finished speaking, the adults in the courtyard saw the two children going out and followed them out. They were a boy and a girl.
When Shen Yinxiao saw who it was, Shen Yinxiao's scalp went numb for a moment, and she tightened her grip on Wei Cheng's hand slightly, wanting to leave unconsciously.
This was the shame and sadness that she had no place to express in her heart.
There is no way to explain it to outsiders, but there is no way around the hidden wounds.
Li You and Xu Qiuhe went out together, holding hands, chatting and laughing while they came out to look for their two children. It was snowing heavily, and Li You raised his sleeves to protect his beloved wife from the falling snow.
Xu Qiuhe's belly was bulging, which was already an obvious sign of pregnancy.
"Da Mao, Xiao Hu, it's snowing outside, come in quickly." She greeted with a smile, completely different from the cold and hateful look she had when they last met.
"Uncle, aunt!" the children said in unison.
Li You and Xu Qiuhe did not agree immediately. They were slightly startled when they saw Wei Cheng and Shen Yinxiao standing at the door.
They all saluted.
The two children named Da Mao Xiaohu were a little curious when they saw the man outside the courtyard who was looking cold and dressed very gorgeously. Children are born to detect the good intentions and malice of adults, so they touched him with some uneasiness. Touching his nose, he hid behind Li You and Xu Qiuhe.
Wei Cheng said "Huh" and then pulled Shen Yinxiao away.
Xu Qiuhe glanced at the husband beside him, and loneliness flashed in Li You's eyes.
They kept walking for a long time, neither of them spoke. Wei Cheng was walking so fast that she had to pick up her skirt and stride to keep up. Suddenly, Shen Yinxiao heard a cool voice coming from above her head: "Why are you crying?"
She was startled and raised her hand to touch her face. Unexpectedly, her face was filled with tears.
Did she cry?
Yes, why are you crying?
It's been so long, and you obviously haven't fallen in love with him enough. Now that you see their husband and wife reunited in love, why should you cry?
"No...it was blown by the wind." She forced a smile and explained: "The snow drifted into my eyes."
Wei Cheng lowered his head to look at her. The woman's eyes were red, her cheeks were as white as snow, and her plain face had a delicate expression. He was caught off guard and stopped. Shen Yinxiao had no time to stop and bumped into his hard back. Her nose felt sore. She had stopped. The tears flowed more violently.
"Really?" He suddenly smiled, pressed his tongue against his back molars, and squeezed out two words.
Shen Yinxiao couldn't hold the umbrella, so she closed the umbrella with trembling hands and hurriedly turned her face away to wipe away her tears.
He suddenly pinched her wrist, and the delicate wrist was clamped in the palm of his hand. As long as he applied a little force, it could be broken.
Having reached the Huaiye Street courtyard, he kicked her open and dragged her in. The door closed heavily behind him with a loud "bang". He held her wrist and walked quickly into the room. Until he arrived at the house, the lights were dim and a bit of moonlight shone vaguely through the window. He threw her on the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed.
I didn't light the ground dragon or light the lamp in advance. It was as cold inside the room as it was outside, and the brocade quilt underneath me was cold.
She lay on the bed, her tears had dried up, except for the end of her eyes, which were slightly red.
"Tell me, why are you crying?" Wei Cheng looked down at her, his voice neither happy nor angry.
"You're not crying for anything." Her voice was slightly hoarse. Although her voice was small, it was vaguely stubborn.
"Why aren't you crying?" He smiled instead of being angry, stretched out his hand to clamp her chin, and dragged her closer. She had no strength in her hands and threw herself into his arms. "My eyes are swollen like this, Shen Yinxiao, I'm very sad." Is it easy to lie?"
"Why are you holding my hand?" He continued to ask, aggressively: "Are you afraid that I will do something to those two brats?"
She hesitated for a moment and nodded.
He laughed angrily.
It turned out that in her heart, he was this kind of person.
He gritted his back teeth and almost wanted to order someone to bring those two balls over and kill them in front of her right now.
He suppressed his emotions and continued to ask: "Then why are you crying? Huh?"
He stretched out his hand and wiped away the remaining tears at the end of her eyes. His voice was colder than snow. His handsome and handsome face magnified infinitely in front of her eyes. Her hurried look was reflected in her dark pupils. Her thin lips opened and closed, and her voice sounded like Climbing out of hell, she couldn't help but tremble: "Say it."
She kept shaking her head, her cheeks turned red from being pinched by him. She didn't know where his overwhelming anger came from, so she could only open her red eyes wide and stare at him: "I'm not crying."
"You don't want to say, let me guess?" He leaned forward, and the shadow completely enveloped her, "You cry, I ruined your marriage, you cry, it should be you who stood by his side to reunite the family for the New Year, you Cry to yourself, right?”
"Tell me." His voice was cold: "Right?"
