Guiqiu the Hostess Let Go of the Salted Fish - MTL

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City A is actually a place where there is not much snow, and it is also in the north, where heavy snowfall will be plagued in the surrounding area, and city A is also mostly peaceful for the years. Often netizens joke about City A as a loophole.

But this year is different.

The whole night under heavy snow, when I got up the next day, I opened the curtains and saw that there was a bright silver light outside.

"It's snowing!"

When Shen Ying opened her eyes in a daze, she heard Gong Zhi's cheering call. She half propped herself up, leaning on the head of the bed and looking at the man lying on the window. The other's hands were placed on the glass, and he was pasted into a gecko.

The outside is covered in silver light, but the room is warm, setting off the outside scenery like a fairy tale.

Gong Zhi turned her head and saw the beauty's long dark hair lazily falling on her shoulders, her eyes softly looking at herself, she couldn't help walking towards Shen Ying and chanting softly: "I hope my little daughter's skin grows white. The inside is red, it looks like this white snow and bright red blood, so gorgeous, so arrogant and tender, and the hair grows as black and shiny as the ebony wood of this window."

Shen Ying raised her eyes: "What is this?" She smiled at Gongzhi, black and shiny like ebony, scattered on the snow-white skin, just like Snow White in a fairy tale is really in front of her.

Gong Zhi was sluggish for a moment. It was not until Shen Ying coughed that she recovered. Don't open her eyes, her face was reddish: "Fairy Tale, "Snow White". Haven't you heard of it?"

Shen Ying nodded and shook her head again: "My mother worked around when I was a child, to feed my drag oil bottle. I have never heard of this."

Later, I heard it and felt that fairy tales are just fairy tales, like a dream, so there is no need to pay attention.

Gong Zhi held Shen Ying's hand: "They are all stories of children. If you are interested, I can read them to you."

Shen Ying hooked her lips: "Okay."

Gong Zhi was happy, she stood up and looked back again.

Shen Ying just sat there and smiled quietly at her.

I don't know why, Gong Zhi's heart suddenly quieted, it was that kind of warm and peaceful feeling. Gong Zhi rarely felt this way. In the previous life, she was pushed and chased by many things, urging her to move forward. When she has nothing, she is responsible for her stomach, and when she has a lot, she is responsible for many mouths.

In this life, the burden was relieved, but she still planned and planned every day according to her own timetable. She put down a lot, and seemed to pick up a lot and put it on her shoulders.

Her heart is always hanging in the air, it is stable, but it is also empty.

But now, she felt a down-to-earth and full feeling in her heart.

It's quiet and comfortable. It feels like turning over and you can continue to fall asleep.

So Gong Zhi threw himself back and lamented: "I have to go to class."

"Sleep for a while, I'll guard you. After an hour, I'll call you again, and I'll see you off at that time." Shen Ying said, gently stroked Gong Zhi's hair.

Gong Zhi snorted and stretched out his hand to hold Shen Ying's fingers. Shen Ying's body temperature was a bit cooler than Gong Zhi, and she felt a comfortable cold in her hand. Gong Zhi whispered: "I'm going to the airport in the evening. Huang Wentao is back, and my dad asked me to pick up the plane."