Late at night, on the cold and deserted streets, scattered snowflakes are falling from the sky, and the wind is cold and cold. Whenever the New Year is approaching, the temperature in the north always drops to the lowest, and this winter seems to be colder than in previous years. (

Just read the novel——Boiling Literature——·——Boiling Literature.huaixiu.bsp; At about ten o’clock in the evening, after coming out of the hospital, Liu Boyang separated from his brothers and rushed to the meeting place arranged with Song Jiayao alone.

City Ximingyuan Street, 'Shangdao' Cafe.

Liu Boyang did not let Hu Zi drive him, but took a taxi there alone. Sitting in the fast-moving taxi, Liu Boyang gently brushed off the frost on the glass with his hand, and looked at the vast white outside with complicated thoughts.

I have many thoughts.

To be honest, Liu Boyang is not in a good mood right now. When he invited the guests to the dinner tonight and held the reward meeting at the end, Liu Boyang was relatively relaxed. But when he saw the unconscious Guodong in the hospital just now, he was so confused.

The heavy boulder blocked his chest again. This was one of the rare times when Liu Boyang felt helpless because he was really worried about Guodong...

"well……"

Liu Boyang sighed softly, looking at the freezing world outside, and strong self-blame and regret began to creep into his heart again.

As the eldest brother, failing to take good care of his brothers and putting them in danger one after another is a dereliction of duty and an unavoidable responsibility.

Liu Boyang's heart ached when he thought about the time when his brothers were all vying to stay with Guodong. Lao Mao and Hu Zi almost quarreled over the vigil, but Yang Lin remained silent, but in the end Gao Zhenfei got everyone involved

After dispersing, he stayed alone, together with Mu Xiaoyu and Mu Xiaoli, and continued to take care of the sleeping Guodong.

The hearts of the brothers are as heavy as mine. (If you want to read the novel, go to——Boiling Literature——·——Boiling Literature.huaixiu.bsp;——

Ten minutes later, Liu Boyang arrived at the door of Shangdao Cafe, and Song Jiayao, who was only wearing a white down jacket, a velvet hat, and white boots, had been waiting for a long time, because tonight was really...

It was too cold, so she kept stamping her little feet and pacing back and forth with her arms folded. When she saw Liu Boyang get off the car, she quickly walked over with a face of joy, but she still complained duplicitously: "Why did you come here?"

Ah, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

It turned out that she was too impatient to have a private meeting with Liu Boyang, so she sneaked out at half past nine before ten o'clock. But she didn't expect that Liu Boyang would break the appointment and be a full twenty minutes late, causing harm to her little hands and feet.

They were all frozen.

"Haha, I'm sorry, I just went to the hospital." Liu Boyang looked at the pale beauty with a cold face and said with an apologetic smile.

"Oh." Song Jiayao nodded and didn't dare to ask any more questions. She knew that in the recent underworld fight, several generals from the War Soul Hall were injured and hospitalized. It was only natural that Liu Boyang went to the hospital to visit them.

"Are you stupid? You didn't know how to sit inside before I came? Do you have to freeze yourself like this?" Liu Boyang looked at the Princess of the Song family, whose eyelashes were about to freeze. He said with distress.

The coffee shops in G city are open 24 hours a day, with warm air-conditioning and hot coffee. Liu Boyang really doesn't understand why she doesn't go in and wait for him.

Song Jiayao pursed her lips in resentment: "How did I know you would be so late? Aren't I afraid that you won't be able to find me when you come?"

Liu Boyang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he didn't know what to say. Song Jiayao was not one of his wives, so Liu Boyang couldn't take her into his arms and hug her. At that moment, he showed a little bit of this impulse, but

I still rationally reminded myself to stop. (Just read the novel——Boiling Literature——·——Boiling Literature.huaixiu.bsp; “Are you still going to see the stars tonight? How can you go that far if you are frozen like this?

?" Liu Boyang asked.

"Of course I want to go! Otherwise, why would I run out? Don't worry, I'm not cold!" Song Jiayao huffed towards her two little jade hands.

Liu Boyang really couldn't bear to look at her pitiful look and said: "That's okay, wait until I go in and help you buy something to drink to warm yourself up - by the way, it's snowing tonight and there aren't many stars in the sky. I'm afraid it will

I let you down."

"Yes! Yes! You can see it from a high place. I don't care anyway. You have promised me and you are not allowed to go back on it!" Song Jiayao said stubbornly.

Liu Boyang smiled, helpless and said nothing. He walked into the coffee shop and bought two drinks. When he came out, he gave one cup to Song Jiayao. The two of them didn't waste any more time and headed directly towards the "Platinum Building" in the city center.

And go.

The distance from here to Platinum Building is actually very long. Liu Boyang originally wanted to take a taxi there, but Song Jiayao refused to let him go. He had no choice but to walk all the way there.

At this moment, I am afraid that only the two of them have this kind of mood, braving the cold weather and snowflakes, walking leisurely across the road.

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Although the snow in the sky is not heavy, it falls densely and can easily turn the streets into snow-white. Looking at the world covered in silver, Song Jiayao is extremely happy, as if she has gradually entered the world she has always longed for, in her dreams.

In the dimension of fairy tales, hand in hand with the beloved male voice, you can walk all the way to your dreams.

So at this moment, she was as happy as an elf. Her noble white boots made a squeaking sound on the snow. Her pure and beautiful body wished she could turn into a holy angel and dance on the deserted streets.

Let the boy you love see it.

The whole street was filled with Song Jiayao's silvery laughter. Liu Boyang felt that his relationship with her was not as far apart as he thought. Instead, he felt like he had known her for many years and was an old friend, and they got along easily.

Without reservation, she told Liu Boyang whatever was in her heart, such as her petite and willful childhood, the funny behaviors of the boys who chased her, and how she raised several cute husky dogs...

But Liu Boyang discovered that except for her grandfather, she rarely mentioned anything about the huge Song family. She didn't even tell Liu Boyang who her parents were. Liu Boyang vaguely felt that there seemed to be something behind this girl.

There are also unknown secrets, but if she doesn't tell them, Liu Boyang certainly won't take the initiative to ask. It's rare to go out with her once, so why bring up those unhappy things?

"What about you? Has anything interesting happened to you? What was your childhood like? I found that there are many brothers around you. Your relationship is really enviable. You can tell me

Say something?" Song Jiayao took the initiative to hold Liu Boyang's hand and asked with a seemingly casual movement. Her innocent expression was like that of a young and astringent little girl.

"Me?" Liu Boyang thought for a moment, smiled, and squeezing her cold little hand with his warm hand without politeness, "If you want to hear my story, I'm afraid I won't be able to tell it to you all night long.

, I just don’t have the writing skills and time, otherwise an autobiography would definitely become a hit!”

Song Jiayao smiled and said: "Okay, okay! I love listening to other people's stories the most. Anyway, I have all night tonight, so you can tell them all to me!"

Liu Boyang looked at her funny.

Song Jiayao was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that what she said was a bit unrealistic. Although she had one night, Liu Boyang didn't. There were a lot of brothers and wives waiting for him at home, so he could only accompany her.

I want to go back after seeing the stars.

Thinking of this, Song Jiayao lowered her head in disappointment, gently held Liu Boyang's hand, and said nothing.

Liu Boyang chuckled: "Don't worry, since I'm accompanying you tonight, it's rare for you to take such a big risk. I'll stay with you until the end. We'll go back whenever you want!"

Song Jiayao's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Liu Boyang pursed his lips and smiled: "I lied to you that I was a puppy."

"You're so kind!" Song Jiayao was so happy that she jumped up and threw herself into Liu Boyang's arms and hugged his neck.

Liu Boyang was stunned, and he was stuck there in embarrassment.

When Song Jiayao reacted, she froze on the spot, but she did not defend herself. Her pale and pretty face turned red, and she slowly lowered her head and buried it in Liu Boyang's chest.

Liu Boyang hesitated for a moment, and finally boldly reached out his hand and hugged her tightly...

But he didn't realize that Song Jiayao was already hiding in his arms, leaving her first tear...

The snowflakes all over the sky are white and fluttering, creating a real fairy tale.
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