Zhang Ganggang: "..."

Qi Fei: "Hahahahaha!!!"

Xie Meng wiped off the snow on his face, and turned around and saw Ji Qinyang slap in his coat. The boy's fluffy hair was covered with half of ice slag. Xie Meng's scarf was half hanging on his head and half wrapped around his neck.

Zhang Ganggang ran over tremblingly with coldness. He didn't forget to take a photo and wanted to take a photo with Xie Meng. Qi Fei also took out his phone and went to take a picture of the miserable appearance of the boys in Class 5. He habitually asked Ji Qinyang: "Do you want to have one too?"

Ji Qinyang didn't say anything bad, he took a picture with Qi Fei with a scarf.

"You are so handsome." Qi Fei muttered: "I wouldn't have photographed you if I had known."

Zhang Ganggang heard this and came up to actively and said, "Let's take pictures! Let's take pictures!" He forced Ji Qinyang and Xie Mengdu into the camera, and he could only half-squat in front, making his baby face look bigger.

"Use my phone." Ji Qinyang suddenly said: "Your phone is almost out of power."

Zhang Ganggang then realized that the power of his phone was about to run out of power in the upper right corner.

Ji Qinyang fiddled with the camera on his phone. He looked at Xie Meng and smiled lazily: "Photo take a photo together?"

Xie Meng felt that he had probably finished his whole life selfies on this day. Zhang Ganggang actually brought a backup electric board. Ji Qinyang only had one of them taken with Xie Meng. After that, Qi Fei took away the phone and took a lot of messy things.

Xie Meng returned a glove to him.

"Thank you." Xie Meng said with a smile.

Ji Qinyang looked at the other party’s smile. He was still wearing Xie Meng’s scarf and had no intention of taking it off: “I’ll go back and wash it clean and then return it to you?”

"Okay." Xie Meng nodded and added: "No hurry."

When Sun Tian came to find Ji Qinyang, the snowball battle had already ended. Ji Qinyang was lowering his head and sorting out the photos taken on his phone. Xie Meng's scarf wrapped around his neck and covered half of his face.

In fact, in terms of appearance alone, Ji Qinyang's eyebrows and eyes are too delicate. Before his body is raised, he can even be described as male and female.

Sun Tian pouted and acted coquettishly at her boyfriend: "I want to take pictures too."

Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows, his mouth was wrapped in a scarf, and his voice was muffled: "It's out of power, next time."

Sun Tian complained: "It won't be snowing next time."

Ji Qinyang: "Is it different for you to take photos with your phone?"

Sun Tian was not very happy: "I took a photo with your mobile phone as a screensaver. Don't couples use photos of each other like this, otherwise how can we prove that we are a couple?"

Ji Qinyang refused to comment. He didn't say anything, and he let Sun Tian chatter and did not respond.

"Are you listening?" Sun Tian was a little angry: "I'm talking to you."

Ji Qinyang's arm was pulled back from the girl's shoulder. He stood there, turned his head and looked at Sun Tian expressionlessly.

The latter stopped talking, his face was a little panicked and scared, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to give in and explain.

"You go back first." Ji Qinyang spoke, his voice was dull and there was no ups and downs: "I still have something to do, so I won't give it to you."

After picking the photos of the snowball fight for a long time, Zhang Ganggang found a satisfactory photo and sent it to Rourou. He was embarrassed to send his own photos to the other party, so he only picked a picture of the snow scene with a text description attached to it.

"Today I'm having a snowball fight with Xie Meng, and our class won."

After sending the text message, Zhang Ganggang was a little nervous. While trying to suck the pearls in the milk tea, he finally received a reply from Goddess Rourou.

"It's so good, I don't even have time to have snowball fights."

Zhang Ganggang began to smile foolishly again. Xie Meng had no scarf and could only hold up the collar of the coat, looking at Zhang Ganggang with some ridiculousness.

"The goddess is back to me." Zhang Ganggang was happy. After picking the pearl, he handed the remaining milk tea to Xie Meng: "Drink it, warm it up."

Xie Meng sighed, he held the milk tea cup and covered his hands, looking at Zhang Ganggang lowering his head and typing seriously to reply to the message.

"What do you think I'll reply?" Zhang Ganggang asked: "Will you ask her to have a snowball fight next time?"

Xie Meng thought for a while: "She is from S High School and should be very busy in her studies. She may not have this time."

Zhang Ganggang thought about it and was right: "Then I'll reply that she should be careful not to be too tired?"

"..." Xie Meng actually had no experience in coaxing his girlfriend.

Zhang Ganggang looked like a troubled boy immersed in love. He had to edit a text message for half a day before he could send it out.

Xie Meng's car had arrived, and he greeted Zhang Ganggang: "Go back early."

Zhang Ganggang was still lowering his head to input the information and was reluctant to waste time saying hello. Xie Meng shook his head helplessly and got into the car by himself.

The snow started to fall again.

The bus speed was twice as slow as usual. Xie Meng watched the street lights light up, and the snowflakes under the lights fell gently on the ground. Shantang Street was much deserted than usual, and the shop selling wontons by the bridge head was also preparing to close the stall.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Not long after Xie Meng got out of the car, he fell all over his body. He lowered his head and a thin layer of white frost accumulated on his eyelashes.

The small bridge flows with people, the ship leans against the shore of bluestone slabs, and the houses and shops along the river have already hung lanterns. Xie Meng walked past the stone arch bridge, and the snow was falling all over the sky, and the lights on both sides were brightly reflected in the water.

Zhang Xiujuan was holding an umbrella, and she was wearing a Chinese-style jacket from the Republic of China. Under the folded skirt was a pair of embroidered cotton shoes.

"Good woman." Xie Meng took the handle of the umbrella in her hand: "I'll do it."

Zhang Xiujuan patted the snow slags on his body, took off his big shawl and covered his grandson's head: "It's rare that it's so heavy snow, my old woman also came out to enjoy the scenery."

Xie Meng pulled off his shawl and surrounded him on both sides of his cheeks. Snow was still stuck to his eyebrows and eyelashes, as if he could see a pool of spring water in his eyes after it melted.

Xie Mengla's shawl was covered with half of her shawl on her grandmother's shoulders: "I can build a snowman in the yard tomorrow."

Zhang Xiujuan smiled: "How old am I?"

Xie Meng didn't say anything, his cheek rubbed gently against Zhang Xiujuan's white hair.

When Mo Suyuan learned that Ji Qinyang had ordered a drum set and went back, she was going to change her son to a larger music room.

Ji Shanrong sighed: "You spoil him so much."

Mo Suyuan didn't think: "I don't manage enough in normal times. Of course, it's a good thing for him to have hobbies. Don't I support your hobbies too?"

Ji Shanrong has nothing to say. The Mo family has produced tea for generations and is a well-known tea merchant in Jiangnan. There are tea fields in Dongshan and the annual income is considerable. Mo Suyuan has passed the lineage alone and accepted a disciple himself, so she did not force her son to inherit the family business.

"I could not give anything to marry you back then." Mo Suyuan took tea and handed it to Ji Shanrong. She was wearing a cheongsam and had a graceful figure. There were almost no traces left by years on her face: "Elders can be tolerant, so why should we blame the younger generation?"

Ji Shanrong and Shi Tou have been fighting each other for a lifetime, so naturally he couldn't argue with his wife. He wrote a piece of characters for himself and hung them in the study, which can be summarized in a simple way.

"Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, get a good wife and have a harmonious family."

Ji Shanrong drank tea and praised his wife sincerely: "You are my good wife."

Mo Suyuan smiled: "You are my beloved too."

The day before the final exam, Ji Qinyang was still in the music room and didn't read books. Mo Suyuan and Ji Shanrong went to the mountains to live in the world. Apart from hiring hourly workers, they just ignored their sons. Ji Qinyang was used to being free and free.

Xie Meng's scarf was folded and placed next to the drum set. Ji Qinyang supported his head, stuffed an earplug, and beat the beat on his legs.

The phone ringtone rang three times in a row, and Ji Qinyang started to answer it impatifully for the fourth time.

"Where are you reviewing?" Qi Fei didn't mind Ji Qinyang didn't answer the phone. He always claimed to be indomitable and persuasive: "Get out and have a small meal together?"

Ji Qinyang swayed the headphone cable and asked casually: "Who are you with?"

Qi Fei: "It's just a few people."

Ji Qinyang sneered: "Sun Tian is going to find you."

Qi Fei was embarrassed: "I just want to rebuild the old with you... Is there no chance?"

Ji Qinyang: "I thought I didn't know about her finding someone to mess with Yin Luoxue?"

Qi Fei was stunned: "I thought you were to Yin Luoxue..."

"Two things." Ji Qinyang interrupted him: "I know what Yin Luoxue wants to do, but at least it won't harm others. Tell Sun Tian that breaking up means breaking up, don't do anything offense."

Qi Fei sighed: "Okay, don't be angry, come out to play basketball?"

Ji Qinyang didn't speak.

Qi Fei knew there was really no hope, so he had to say, "See you in the exam tomorrow" before hanging up the phone.

Ji Qinyang threw away his phone irritably and happened to fall on Xie Meng's scarf. He thought about it and picked it up again.

The album is full of photos taken by snow that day, most of which were taken by Qi Fei. The various ugly appearances of Class 5, inexplicable snow scenes, and even many shots were spent. There were also grimaces with only half of their faces, and many backs that didn't recognize people. Ji Qinyang looked and deleted them. At the end, he saw the photos of himself and Xie Meng.

Ji Qinyang asked Xie Meng: "Phot one together?"

Xie Meng glanced at him and nodded: "Okay."

They stood very close, their heads almost leaned together, Ji Qinyang was wearing each other's scarf in his neck, Xie Meng looked at the camera without any expression, behind them was Bai Xue, who almost connected the world together.
Chapter completed!