Kunlun winked at him and told him not to talk more.
Li Yuan's voice was a little hoarse. He looked at the old man and asked, "Is the girl at the door still there?"
The old man was startled for a moment and nodded: "I just gave her an umbrella and persuaded her to go home."
Li Yuan hummed and told Kunlun not to follow. He rolled his wheelchair to the door and looked quietly in the direction of the door.
The old man then asked Kunlun in a low voice: "Is that girl the one the young master is looking for?"
Kunlun nodded: "Yes."
The old man sighed in annoyance and said worriedly: "I should give her a coat. It's so cold. What if she freezes."
That little girl was the one who saved the young master's life. Her smile was so sweet and warm. No wonder the young master couldn't let go of her.
Shen Xi put the umbrella next to him, sat on the stone steps at the door, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message: Brother, it’s snowing.
Li Yuan's cell phone vibrated on his lap. When he lowered his head to see the message, his lonely and desolate eyes were filled with tenderness, and his slender jade-like fingers typed: Are you home
Shen Xi looked at the message and then looked up at the plaque above his head. His heavy heart felt much better and he replied: No, is it cold over there
Whether it was snowing there, whether it would be cold, whether he should wear more clothes, whether he was eating well, whether he was sleeping well, whether Kunlun could take good care of him, she had many worries in her heart.
Li Yuan glanced in the direction of the door. His little girl was there at the moment, but now he didn't even have the courage to see her. He replied: It's not cold, go home quickly.
It was so cold outside. She went to Situ's house today to attend Mr. Situ's birthday party. She didn't know whether to wear warm clothes, whether it would be cold, and whether she would be scared when it was so dark.
His little girl is so greedy that she can't eat less than one bite. She hasn't eaten dinner yet, and the glutton in her stomach must be protesting to her.
Shen Xi looked back at the door, the corners of his lips curved slightly, a warm feeling spread from the tip of his heart, and he typed: I'll be back in a moment.
Li Yuan didn't know what she was doing at the door, but he knew clearly that his little girl was so smart that she must have guessed his identity, so he urged her: Isn't it snowing? Go home quickly.
Shen Xi: I'm watching the snow. I'll go back soon.
She wanted to stay a little longer. This was his home, the place he loved most, and the deepest pain in his heart.
Li Yuan's eyes were full of distress, and he wanted to rush out now and take her home, but his condition was really not suitable to see her. She would be worried when she saw him: "Okay."
The snow was falling more and more, and soon it was like goose feathers flying.
The north wind whistled by, chilling to the bones.
Kunlun looked at the man not far away with a worried look. In a moment, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on his body, and even his hair turned white. He opened his umbrella and wanted to go over.
Uncle Li reached out to stop him and shook his head at him.
After all, this kid is still too young and doesn't understand anything.
The girl that the young master had been thinking about so much was standing in the snow. What he wanted to do most at the moment was to stay with her.
A door.
Two people.
She didn't know he was there.
But he knew she was right in front of him.
It was snowing heavily, and we were in the Sanlitai area where there were few people in the house. It was so quiet that you could hear the sound of snowflakes falling.
Qiqi: Hahaha, my daughter Goose and the boss are even worse than the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. They can’t even see each other on Chinese Valentine’s Day! Let's give them some tickets to comfort them.
(End of chapter)