These days, she told him about her past self, both good and bad, so that he could make up for her little by little in his heart.

For every point he made up, he loved her a little more.

So, why is the distance from her still ninety-nine?

He was fortunate and doubtful, and when he raised his head again, Li Ruoshui had already finished writing the letter, he was breathing and warming his hands, with a smile on the corners of his brows and eyes.

Every time she writes a letter, she has endless words to say. A letter should have five or six pages of letter paper, and when folded, it is a thick stack. This time, it seems that she has written a lot.

Li Ruoshui sorted out the letters and looked at him from the window, the smile that had been slightly raised suddenly deepened.

She ran towards him in a coat and a fluffy cloak, and footprints were trampled on the snow-covered courtyard.

In the winter, Li Ruoshui was afraid of the cold and didn't want to brush his hair away.

"I smelled the fragrance in the study, and your craftsmanship is getting better and better."

She opened the cabinet, took out the chili sauce she made, and set the tableware and chopsticks, looking like she was ready to eat.

...

Even though he was in a bad mood last moment, seeing Li Ruoshui's energetic appearance, he was actually relieved a lot.

The two came to the table to drink porridge. Li Ruoshui liked spicy food, and even the porridge had to be spicy.

"This chili is still not as good as my dad's cooking. It's just spicy and not fragrant. I'll bring it to you later, and I'll pack you three bowls for a meal."

Looking at Li Ruoshui's bright smile, Lu Zhiyao raised his lips unconsciously, but his smile was a little helpless.

"You always say that."

She is always making assumptions about the future that will not come, she will not come to him, why does she always add him to her future?

"Because I have always thought so." Li Ruoshui emphasized his intentions again, and then looked out the window at the much smaller snow.

"Winter solstice, it's time to drink mutton soup to ward off the cold."

Li Ruoshui planned to go out to buy mutton later. She turned her eyes to Lu Zhiyao and wanted to tell him about it, but she happened to see his confused eyes.

But it was only for a moment, the next moment he raised a smile, like the warm sun in this winter, as if what he saw before was Li Ruoshui's illusion.

She put down the bowl, propped up the table and approached him with a serious look.

"You're not thinking about something that won't happen again, are you? Are you worried that I'll never come back?"

Li Ruoshui's eye color is different from his. His is darker and looks dark, but hers is a lighter light brown. When the sunlight penetrates, it looks like a piece of amber.

At this moment, his face was reflected in her eyes, and he saw that he was smiling again, and raised his hand to tuck the broken hair on her temples behind his ears.

"no."

His words obviously couldn't deceive Li Ruoshui, but she raised her hand and tapped him on the head, which meant she hated iron for not becoming steel.

"Although I am helpless, I also understand. When a person values ​​something too much, it is inevitable to worry about gains and losses, not to mention you."

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