A bright silver-gray car drove past the door and headed towards the end of the road.
Shen Xi sighed and crossed his arms tightly in loneliness. It was not him.
At twelve o'clock in the morning, when she was sure that the person would not come back, she gave up, shook off the thick layer of snow on her umbrella, and got off the ladder.
The 'Li Yuan' snow sculpture is holding an umbrella. It is placed on a chair. The legs of the chair are almost covered with snow. The snow must be half a meter thick.
Shen Xi wanted the boss to be the first to see the gift, so he moved 'Li Yuan' to the door of his house and held it up with an umbrella.
"Brother, good night." Shen Xi said to him with a smile. As if he thought of something, he took off his scarf and put it around him carefully.
After she had done all this, she looked at the direction of the road again.
The road was pure white, with a thick layer of snow without any traces.
At midnight, the surroundings were very quiet, and the snow was already very small. If you listened carefully, you could only hear your own heavy breathing.
After Shen Xi was reborn, this was the first time he was alone at home. It was deserted and empty, and he felt cold even though he was wrapped in a thick quilt.
She took out her phone and looked at the series of conversational messages that Ms. Yun and Lao Shen sent her. She held the phone for a long time before falling asleep.
"You kid, why are you still holding your phone while sleeping?" Yun Jinping called her to get up, and saw that she was still holding her phone in her arms.
"Mom." Shen Xi opened his eyes in a daze, with tears in his eyes, and fell into her arms, crying loudly.
Yun Jinping was startled, worried and distressed: "What's wrong? Is it a nightmare?"
Shen Xi sniffed and nodded sharply in her arms.
She had nightmares.
She dreamed of her most desperate and torturous days in the Su family. She was disfigured and crippled in a small dark room, and her skinny mother stood in front of her.
She called her, but she ignored her.
She is getting closer to her, and she is getting farther and farther away from her.
"It's okay, it's okay. Your dad and I are leaving for the day. We won't leave next time." Yun Jinping patted her daughter's back comfortingly.
She and Lao Shen were planning to go back to their hometown this weekend. They had booked their air tickets a month ago, and the family of three would go back together.
Unexpectedly, her daughter had to make up classes temporarily, so she and Lao Shen went back.
I left on Friday night, spent the day at home, and flew back early Sunday morning.
"Mom, I'm fine." Shen Xi wiped away her tears and looked at her: "Why are you and Lao Shen back at this time? Didn't you just come back at night?"
"I'm back. The food is ready. Get up and eat and go to school." Yun Jinping wiped her tears, feeling very distressed.
She hasn't come back yet, and now she is worried if she can't see her daughter for a day.
The snow stopped today, the sun came out, and it was a sunny day.
Around noon, a black extended-length Bentley drove slowly over.
Kunlun saw a snowman at the door of his house from a distance. He was holding a big black umbrella, and a little red cloth was exposed. He didn't know what it was.
But for sure, it is definitely the work of the girl next door.
He quietly glanced at the face of the man in the back seat and found that the man's calm eyes were staring at the snowman at the door.
When the car stopped, the snow on the road from yesterday had been cleared by the cleaners, but the snowman was not damaged.
Kunlun pushed the man over and asked respectfully: "Boss, how should we deal with this?"
Li Yuan looked at the snowman in ecstasy. After taking off the umbrella, he discovered that it was a snowman carved in his likeness. The little girl also wrapped her favorite scarf around the snowman's neck.
(End of chapter)