Huzi was very sensible. Before Qingdou came down, he stuffed the warm steamed buns in Gu Yi's arms and quickly stepped out of the way.

I don't know where they went. Gu Yi only knew that Qingdou knew exactly what trick they were playing.

When she came down, she didn't ask Huzi or take the steamed bun. She put her hands on her chest and stared at him, waiting for him to speak. Just when Qingdou came up, she was worried, thinking not to make the young master unhappy again today, so she turned back.

He left her alone for half a year. Just when he was thinking about how to smooth his hair, this guy came to his door.

Gu Yi had nothing else to say. In order to prevent each other from being speechless, he had to find something to say: "Let's set off fireworks during the Chinese New Year. We didn't even set off together last year."

"Yeah." Aomame huddled in her tender pink sweater and nodded obediently.

He said: "I'll buy you fireworks."

"Hmm." Aomame stepped on the snow and drew a circle around her. It was obvious that she had already thought about it, "I don't know if there will be snow during the Chinese New Year. If there is snow, you can stick it in the snow and light a row."

He responded: "Okay, I'll give you some."

Aomame made a dimple and said, "Yeah."

He stared into her eyes, "This time I will watch Hu Zi and won't let him bully you."

Aomame looked away: "Oh."

In the gray twilight, the snow shone brightly. The snow gradually became lighter, and the snowflakes fell sparsely, and they could not fall for a long time. The cold wind blew away the heat from the cooking smoke on the green bean, passed through the thread holes of the sweater and the edge of the collar, pricking the

into the skin.

Aomame shrank her neck, glanced towards the corridor, and signaled that she was leaving.

Gu Yi took off his leather jacket and put it on her body. With a flick of his hands, he closed the gap in the clothes: "Don't leave in a hurry. Let's talk. Eat the steamed buns first."

As he spoke, he took out two fermented rice buns from his pocket, handed one to her, and stuffed the other into his pocket, covering it with his hand.

I've been here all afternoon, do you have anything to say?

Aomame took the fermented steamed bun in his hand and took a bite. It was a bit cold, but the sweet glutinous rice was very chewy. Aomame gnawed one bite after another, enjoying it. She wanted to ask where she bought it, but she didn't have room.

.

Gu Yi took her wrist and said, "Don't eat in such a hurry."

Aomame gave him a look and slowed down her chewing.

"I just lit a cigarette." He paused, and seeing that she didn't look displeased, he continued, "Anzhou said you lit it for him?"

"By the way, Su Su was there that time, so it was natural." She didn't specifically give him a cigarette, and Fu Anzhou didn't prolong the moment. It was much more convenient than when she and Gu Yi lit cigarettes.

He pretended to be confused and asked her: "Aren't we natural?"

Qingdou was usually good-tempered and cheerful, but when she came in front of Gu Yi, she rolled her eyes a lot. No, after hearing his words, she rolled her eyes again. The folded eyelids were embedded in a deep mark, and then turned into ripples as the black eyeballs rolled down.

Wrinkled paper without surprise.

She said: "It's very unnatural." It was too deliberate.

Gu Yi covered his lips and chuckled: "Then do you know what this means?"

I didn't know about it at first, I just thought it was a bit strange and hazy, but I finally figured it out this afternoon. The matter of lighting up cigarettes can be traced back to a long time ago! Gu Yi is really thoughtful, and he has been dating her so early.

Seeing her silence, Gu Yi said, "Then will you give some to others?"

"No." Aomame put the last bite of the fermented steamed bun into her mouth, with an upright expression, "I won't give it to anyone."

Gu Yi has become much stronger, and he still wears the same thin cashmere sweater, but it is no longer as fluttery as when he was in high school. At the age of twenty-one, his sweater is half attached to his body, revealing his well-developed and arrogant frame.

When Gu Yi heard this, he turned around and left, then turned back and moved his jaw, showing his patience.

That scene coincided with the scene in Qingdou's memory when she went to see her elder brother for the first time. The thought of Gu Yi growing up suddenly came to Qingdou's mind.

The next second, the idea gave up

There was a dark shadow of the hood in front of my eyes, and then, a steamed bun was forcefully stuffed into my mouth.

With such skill, the fermented steamed buns became colder and tougher to bite.

"It's okay, it's okay if no one gives you any. You keep what you say." Gu Yi broke the can and couldn't do anything to her. There was no progress in the afternoon. At least, after Qing Dou lit up the cigarette, Fu Anzhou clearly understood and made a clear statement.

Give in. This kind of wrestling between men is like playing nine-ball. The psychology is in the dark, but the results are in the open.

He hooked Aomame's little finger and said to himself, he hooked her up.

Aomame silently gnawed on the bun, raised her head to meet his staring eyes, her heart was struck, she quickly lowered her eyes, and Dianxue's eyelashes blinked hurriedly.

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Susu held Tingting in her left hand and held a firework in her right hand. She broke into the snowy conversation at an inappropriate time and said: "Hey, we are a rare guest."

The snow had just taken a break, and she was afraid that the price would rise after the snow, so she dragged Tingting to buy fireworks.

As soon as she went out, the sky was like torn cotton wool, and the wind blew in her mouth. The wind caught her and she kept burping. When she saw Qingdou Gu Yi, the burping didn't stop. After saying hello, the burping came again.

She took out a box of fiery flowers from the plastic bag and handed the rest to Tingting, asking her to go back first.

"Oh, new clothes! So beautiful!" Qingdou was wrapped in a large black leather jacket, looking as pretty as a ghostly white-headed man. "I still want to find you." Since Susu stopped going to the video hall,

She doesn't even come to the family home, and Qingdou can't even touch her. Look, Huzi is right, there is no business between men and women, and benevolence and righteousness are hard to come by.

Susu wore a lavender straight woolen coat and goose-yellow wide-leg trousers, creating a scene of spring revival in this ice and snow.

What a wonderful combination, it makes Aomame want to graduate quickly and earn money to buy clothes.

Su Su couldn't stop hiccupping and couldn't speak properly. She pushed Gu Yi with her elbow and said, "Give me a cigarette."

Gu Yi was smoking half a cigarette in his hand. He tricked Qingdou into eating two steamed buns, but he also spent money to recover the debt and asked her to smoke two cigarettes with him.

There was smoke and fire in the leather jacket, and Qingdou quickly handed it to Susu.

Susu held back a burp, panicked with discomfort, and took out a cigarette, but the fire could not be lit. First, it was extinguished by the wind, and then two sparks appeared and the fire was completely stopped.

She shook the lighter, pointed it at the sky, and squinted to see how much fuel was left: "We're out of gas."

There was another burp. Su Su impatiently held her cigarette in her mouth. She placed the butt of Gu Yi's cigarette against the fire and took a deep breath, cheek to cheek.

At two o'clock, scarlet red gathered, and she exhaled a burst of smoke comfortably, shaking the cigarette in her hand to let the sparks burn evenly: "What are you doing? Falling in love in the ice and snow? Which villain doesn't let you meet? Do you have to blow the cold wind?

"

As he said this, another burp came up.

She smoothed her messy hair nonchalantly and looked between the two of them.

Qingdou and Gu Yi felt as if their acupuncture points were being tapped. There was a mute sound. Following Qingdou's dimples, they each tilted their heads, pursed their lips and snickered.

Huzi didn't go anywhere. He was talking to Zhu Yangyang on the third floor. When he came down and saw Russell Su, both Huzi and Zhu Yangyang felt uncomfortable.

Yangyang's uneasiness stems from the fact that he had a close relationship with Susu, but later it was nothing. The whole world knows about Huzi's uneasiness.

Yangyang asked Qingdou if there was any news about the manuscript later?

Aomame nodded hurriedly and informed the situation, saying that she had communicated with the magazine and that it would be published in April.

Yangyang said: "That company pays quite a lot for manuscript fees. It depends on what section you are in. If you have a lot of words, you should get a lot of money."

Aomame blinked: "How much is it?"

Yangyang estimated: "One hundred?" With ten thousand words, there should be one hundred.

"One hundred!" Huzi exclaimed, slapping his thigh, "Brother's second spring is here!" That posture seemed like he could hit the mark just by writing.

Susu subconsciously rolled her eyes and said, "Come on! Look in the mirror!"

Huzi scratched his head and smiled without hesitation: "I'll go take a photo on the ice of the river later. It's snowy now and I can't even take a pee."

Susu bit her lip, as if a big stone had fallen. She poked Qingdou's dimples and was so happy for her that she immediately wanted to light up the tree and silver flowers to celebrate.

"It's not the New Year yet." Aomame stopped her.

"Who said we only ordered it during the New Year? If you win an article in the future, I will order a box for you." After Susu finished speaking, she realized that it was no longer popular.

Huzi took out the lighter from his pocket and handed it to her: "Lock it, it's mine."

He was also happy for the beans.

Su Su was dissatisfied: "Why does it count as yours? I bought it and ordered the beans!"

He took a deep breath and turned behind Gu Yi. He couldn't hide the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up. He cleared his throat and sniffed nonchalantly: "Okay, okay, it's yours."

They finally talked. Aomame was happy. Everyone must learn to play dumb. If you can play dumb, everyone will be happy.

She didn't know how fiercely Gu Yihuzi smoked, and the lighter in Susu's hand didn't work either. She rolled her eyes helplessly and had no choice but to go into the kitchen on the first floor and use the water-boiling stove to light a fire.

Last year, a small rickety lamp was installed in the courtyard of the family. It was hung on half a telegraph pole and was swaying. Now the lampshade was covered with snow, and it was overwhelmed and looked downcast.

They gathered under the lamp, each holding a stick of firewood and silver flowers, waiting to catch the fire.

Aomame didn't dare to order, so she just stared at it. After Torako finished ordering the bunch of exploding flowers and handed them to her, she took the iron pick, her dimples rising like a child's, staring at the sparks infatuatedly.

Gu Yi acted mischievously and lit her burning pole without lighting anyone else's. This shocked her.

Su Su said: "Great writer, while the spark is burning, make a wish."

Huzi said: "There are two writers here, let's accept them both. Tonight is a night of literature and art."

Yangyang waved his hand: "I won't forget it. I haven't written anything since I started working. Let Qingdou agree."
To be continued...