"I have only one person, right here, you can take it at any time."

Si Sheng was not wearing a coat, a sweater, trousers, and slippers. The cool breeze came towards him, and he drilled into the collar, cuffs, and trousers. A little coolness crawled across the skin and brushed the raised hairs. The wind passed without traces, as if it had no traces, but the memory left to the senses never lie.

As he said.

A sentence seems casual, like sincerity, and the understatement is full of strength. The wind blew and scattered in the air, but the words that passed by are invisible and intangible, but they are like imprints, and are also retained in somatosensory and memory.

My fingers curled up, my nails poked my palms, and a dull pain sensation was irritating, but I couldn't erase the tumbling heat of my chest.

"If you are really alone, it's fine if I take it away."

The back was covered in the light, and it was free and easy. Si Sheng blew out the white mist, and his narrow eyes were slightly curved, like a crescent moon.

She turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, the man behind him slowed down his tone, not feeling lost, he could only indulge: "Then you can change to someone else before you are ready to come and get it."

Si Sheng looked back in confusion: "What?"

The light shone out from the open door, and a long square grid was drawn out in the steps and courtyard, leaving Si Sheng's shadow. Ling Xize stood in the shadow, and the rich dark night seemed to cover him at any time, but he stood straight, like a beacon guiding the direction.

He said, "I'll give it to you in two days."

"Oh." Si Sheng was slightly stunned. When he wanted to turn around, he added lightly, "Walk slowly."

She entered the house.

Ling Xize breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his eyebrows and eyes could melt the ice and snow.

*

The next day, early morning.

The curtains were not pulled, and it was just dawn.

The wind suddenly broke out outside, and the cold was biting, the leaves were blown and rustling, the sky became dark and dark, and there was another world inside the house, warm and comfortable, and the people sleeping in the quilt were too lazy to move.

The creatures moving around on the pillow disturbed Si Sheng's dream in the early morning.

With a frown slightly, Si Sheng opened his left eye slightly, and a ball of white hair could be seen in the thin cracks raised.

The brain became clear in an instant, and Si Sheng opened his eyes completely and saw Frost eyebrows rolling around the pillow, licking its claws.

I glanced at the bedroom door again and found that there was a crack at the door, dark.

“Meow~”

As if he noticed that Si Sheng was awake, Shuangmei immediately stepped forward, jumped and stepped on him, and fell directly on Si Sheng's shoulder.

As it jumped, a black flashed in Si Sheng's eyes.

"Um?"

Si Sheng got up sleepily and took the frost eyebrows that were rolling off her shoulders.

The back of the neck holding Frozen Eyebrow was lifted up, and Frozen Eyebrow's limbs were churning in the air, and a black rope wrapped around its hind legs was exposed.

He was stunned immediately, and Si Sheng looked at the desk. Sure enough, he saw the box that was knocked over on the table, and the debris inside fell, all over the table and the ground.

"I'm for your brother Zhong."

Si Sheng gritted his teeth and muttered, warned Shuangmei, and then took off the black rope wrapped around its legs.

As soon as she let go, Frost eyebrows jumped onto the bedding, suddenly got out of bed, and ran away.

The wind outside the window was roaring, whirring like a wild beast, or a baby crying, pouring into his ears through a wall, and Si Sheng was upset, but when he saw this black rope for a few glances, he calmed down inexplicably.

This was given to her by Ling Xize five years ago.

At that time, when I was visiting the northwest, I arrived at a tourist attraction, there were stalls selling knitted gadgets.

Si Sheng has always been beautiful and attracts attention everywhere he goes. The tourists all over the mountains and fields were unable to cover up her brilliance. While staying in front of a stall waiting for Ling Xize, the young stall owner took the initiative to give her a rope.

She put it on without shirking it.

As a result, when Ling Xize saw it, he made him jealous and turned around and asked her to throw the long rope away.

One for one.

After returning, Ling Xize spent three days weaving this long rope. It was rough and ugly, and it was obvious that he had tried his best, but based on his appearance, he would be disliked if he took it out and gave it to others.

later--

This and the long rope accompanied her to many places. They were first tied to their wrists. Because of an accidental break, they tied them to their backpack. It was not until two years ago that she put them in the box and collected them with other miscellaneous items.

At present, the broken long rope has been tied with an ugly knot, and the woven lines have long been difficult to distinguish. The edges are worn and burped.

He stretched out his left hand and exposed a piece of his wrist. Si Sheng put the broken rope on it. The scene of Ling Xize complaining when he put it on her was flashed in his memory. He smiled suddenly and flew away, and she put away the broken rope.

Get out of bed, pick up the debris one by one, and put them back into the box.

The long rope that is grabbed in the palm of your hand is thrown into it.

*

It took a morning of wind, and there was no snow or rain, but as soon as I went out, I was blown away by the cold wind, and even my body was unconscious.

Qin Fan was shaking when he came to visit the house with peanuts and melon seeds. As soon as he jumped into the door, he grabbed the blanket and wrapped himself into rice dumplings.

"Old Qin said you must be too lazy to buy New Year's goods, so you asked grandma to prepare two copies of everything you buy. I will bring you some melon seeds first, and I will send them all to you."

After talking to Si Sheng with trembling, Qin Fan jumped onto the sofa and scared away the frost eyebrows sleeping on the armrest of the sofa.

"oh."

Si Sheng was playing games with a warm water bag in his arms, and responded perfunctorily after hearing the sound. After a while, he realized it and recalled, "Are you ready for the New Year so soon?"

"What about that?"

Qin Fan asked back, and then reacted, "Oh, you haven't been back for the New Year in a long time."

“…”

Si Sheng focuses on playing games.

"Is it fun outside?" Qin Fan suddenly asked after his hands and feet were warm for a while.

Since five years ago, Si Sheng has been wandering around after he left school and wandered around. Except for going home every year on his birthday, he has been basically wandering around the rest of the time.

The younger generation doesn’t know what she is doing outside, but the older generation often hears about it from various networks of relationships.

She went to the Northwest, suppressed bandits' nests, opened a tofu shop that was not profitable, provoking local bullies and escaped unscathed;

She has been to a small town in the south, and has traveled through the city of government hidden in the mountains and rivers to see the rumored hermit master. She has participated in an animal protection association in a certain place and has protected her whole area;

She has traveled through many countries, crossed the dangerous terrain alone, and rushed through the war zone of gunfire and bullets. Of course, she has also checked in many well-known attractions;

...

All the rumors were just one or two of her experiences.

Her vivid life journey is like her temperament, willful and arrogant, wonderful and passionate, step by step, and the legends that the world looks up to.

Qin Fan and Song Qingming also considered themselves unusual. Their lives are somewhat cheating, but they have to admit that once compared with Si Sheng, any talent will be overshadowed.

"It's fun to be in a good mood." Si Shengman replied casually.

"Why do you have to be in a bad state?"

Si Sheng lifted his eyelids and said lightly: "It's better to go home and be a rice worm."

Looking at her in a daze for a few seconds, Qin Fan laughed and laughed, "Do you know you look like a mizuna now?"

At this moment, Si Sheng is indeed no different from "rice insect".

It was cold outside and the room was as warm as spring. Si Sheng sat cross-legged on the sofa, wearing loose home clothes, a blanket, a warm water bag in his arms, and playing mobile games like a home girl.

Not cool, not handsome, not cool.

It is the goddess's home state that can be seen everywhere in the city.

Si Sheng was tempted by him, "What image do you want at home?"

“…”

Qin Fan was speechless.

"call."

At this time, Si Sheng exhaled and threw his phone aside.

Qin Fan poked his head out of the blanket and said, "Hang it?"

“…”

Si Sheng glanced at him sinisterly.

Qin Fan suddenly fell silent.

Si Sheng stood up, shook the blanket, picked up the water cup on the coffee table, and walked towards the water dispenser.

"Hey, your teammates are still scolding you." Putting his head close to the phone, Qin Fan looked at the phone with the screen still on. After reading it, he was quite happy and gloatingly told Si Sheng, "You are going to do trash and drag your teammates down. If you don't have the ability, don't play..."

The phone was suddenly caught by one hand, and Qin Fan didn't finish reading the rest.
To be continued...