Jiang Ziquan went to Shen Yumo's house as scheduled the next day. Because of the snow that fell last night, the entire Beijin city was covered in whiteness. The pedestrians I occasionally saw on the road were also sweeping the piles in front of the door. Snow.
The snow on the ground was a little thick, and Jiang Ziquan's driving speed dropped a lot. It was a long way, and it took her more than two hours to drive. The long drive made her head a little foggy.
Shen Yumo saw the familiar license plate from a distance, frowned, then stopped snow-sweeping, walked to the car with a broom, and tapped the window tentatively.
Jiang Ziquan saw that Shen Yumo hurriedly put out the cigarette. He had just driven the car for more than two hours and was a little tired. He rolled down the window quickly, and said embarrassingly, "Mr. Shen."
A strong smell of smoke entered her nose directly. Shen Yumo knew she was smoking, but she didn't seem to have seen her smoking in front of him, so she frowned and said, "Why come so early?"
Jiang Ziquan opened the car door and carefully got out of the car. The cold air outside made her shiver a little, and joked, "It's not because I've slept a lot in the hospital these days, so I don't like to sleep in late."
Shen Yumo glanced at her suspiciously, took off her white scarf, stood on tiptoe, and gently tied it to her: "Be careful if you catch a cold, go home to warm up."
Jiang Ziquan smelled the scent on the scarf, it was fragrant, and there was still Shen Yumo's body temperature, wrapped around his neck, warm.
"Didn't you scan? I'll help you"
Shen Yumo shook his head, put the broom in the garage, and explained, "This garage is almost finished."
Jiang Ziquan took another look. Shen Yumo's garage was almost cleaned up, and the aunt next to him was still working hard. It seemed that Teacher Shen woke up as early as he did. Regular teacher Shen.
Jiang Ziquan curled up and followed the straight Shen Yumo step by step. Suddenly, he saw the white snow on the reclining chair next to him. There were few children here, unlike the one in the city center. After a few glances, he grabbed a handful of snow wickedly, and deliberately trot a few steps to reach Shen Yumo.
"What's wrong?" Shen Yumo seemed to feel that Jiang Ziquan next to him suddenly ran over excitedly, thinking she had something to say, and waited for her in surprise.
Jiang Ziquan held back his laughter, and used his slender, fair hands to gently paste the snow on Shen Yumo's face.
"Ha ha"
Jiang Ziquan, who had succeeded so easily, felt a great sense of accomplishment, and squinted his eyes and smiled.
Shen Yumo closed her eyes, and a cold feeling hit her instantly. Fortunately, Jiang Ziquan didn't catch too much snow, and it only smeared her right face, and some fell off, leaving some to fall. The fall floated on her pretty face, and the long eyelashes were also dyed, and as she blinked, it swayed back and forth.
Shen Yumo was originally white, but this time she became more delicate and a little annoyed. She always thought that Jiang Ziquan was not in a good mood, but she was also a mature person. :"childish."
"Pfft" Jiang Ziquan was amused by her serious expression of childishness again. He raised his hand to wipe off the snowflakes that Shen Yumo had rubbed for a few times, but he felt that his hand was too cold, so he tugged it directly. He wiped off the scarf given by Shen Yumo just now: "I'm naive, so Teacher Shen is only useful."
Shen Yumo knew that she was joking about her status as a teacher, so she ignored her, turned to her side and walked away. Feeling annoyed, she replied, "You are not my student."
Jiang Ziquan didn't care, and carefully removed the snow on the scarf, trotted after him, and said with a hilarious smile, "What? You want me to have a teacher's banquet."
Shen Yumo ignored her and touched her right face again. After the snow melted, it would become hot, and she felt this way on her right face. The next Jiang Ziquan lowered his head and seemed to be playing with the white scarf. didn't care either.
"Go, take the elevator?" Shen Yumo put her hands in her pockets, looking a little uncomfortable.
"Ah?" Jiang Ziquan raised his eyes and saw the escalator. He also thought of the simple hug yesterday. He secretly glanced at Shen Yumo, who was fine, his face was a little red, and he rubbed his pants. , Nuo Nuo said: "Yeah"
Shen Yumo pressed his floor.
When Mrs. Shen opened the door, she saw an unusual flush on both faces, her mind changed several times, she was very happy, she took Jiang Ziquan's hand and said, "Ziquan, come in quickly, be careful it's freezing."
"Hey, okay." Jiang Ziquan nodded, went into the room to change her shoes, and played with the scarf a few times, but she didn't want to take it off.
Shen Yumo took it down for her directly, looked at her confused eyes, and explained: "The snow falls on it, and some places are wet."
Jiang Ziquan then took it off reluctantly, and when she saw it was placed on the hot air slice, he reluctantly looked away.
"Have you eaten yet? Auntie warmed it up for you to eat?" After speaking, Mrs. Shen was about to go to the kitchen.
"No need." Jiang Ziquan waved his hands again and again. When she came, she bought breakfast on the way, and it was embarrassing to be alone.
"Then accompany me for a drink." Mr. Shen pulled Jiang Ziquan to sit at the dining table: "When you go back, just let Yu Mo drive."
"Dad, she's just been discharged from the hospital." Shen Yumo changed her clothes and came out. Seeing Jiang Ziquan's excited face about to go for a drink, she frowned and persuaded.
Jiang Ziquan looked at the two of them and thought it was better to drink a little, and she hadn't had a drink for a long time, so she said, "I'll drink a little." She also gestured with her hand for the so-called little.
Shen Yumo stopped persuading after hearing the words, and continued to go back to the room and start packing.
Jiang Ziquan touched his head, worried that Shen Yumo was angry, and looked at Mr. Jiang at a loss.
Shen Shizhong drank a glass of shochu. Seeing Jiang Ziquan like this, he was very satisfied. He also pushed a glass of wine in front of her: "Yu Mo has such a strict temperament. He doesn't like other people's drinking, so don't mind it."
Jiang Ziquan hurried over to take it, nodded, smelled a lot of wine, guessed it was spirits, tried to drink a small sip, just tasted the taste, she felt extremely spicy, but I have to say that it is indeed a good wine , looked a little grim, coughed a few times, and quickly ate a few peanuts to suppress the taste, "Your wine is really strong."
Her drinking capacity is not bad under the guidance of Jiang's father. She is really drinking such a strong wine for the first time.
Mr. Jiang giggled, took another sip, and praised: "This is the wine brewed by Yumo's grandfather, the name is Mingzui, it's a bit more energetic, but you can taste the mellow aroma after drinking too much. ."
"Ming drunk?" Jiang Ziquan seemed to have been aroused by his fighting spirit. He picked it up and sniffed again. A pure fragrance rushed to the tip of her nose. The wine in the glass was as pure and clear as a mirror, reflecting her face, and couldn't help it. She drank another cup and sipped her eyes for a while. It was not as spicy as the first cup, but had a faint fragrance. The flavor of the ultimate wine warmed her whole body, and she praised it as a good wine.
Seeing her blushing, Jiang Shizhong did not persuade her to continue drinking. Jiang Ziquan was the first person she had ever seen who could taste the aroma of this wine after drinking two glasses. The wine left by his adoptive father was by no means ordinary. of wine.
In fact, Shen Yumo's things are almost cleaned up, but she is not used to staying in other people's houses. She has such a relationship with Jiang Ziquan. She is no longer a little girl who is in love, so she can naturally feel that Jiang Ziquan likes it a little. For her, this time it was considered to give herself and her a chance, after all, she owed the Jiang family.
When Jiang Ziquan came in, she also learned to squat on the ground, and touched Shen Yumo's suitcase from time to time with her small hand. She was worried that she had just made her angry, and whispered, "Have you packed it?"
When Shen Yumo heard the words, he raised his eyes and glanced at her. Jiang Ziquan drank a little bit on his face, and his face was all red, and said, "Okay, you didn't drink it."
Jiang Ziquan waved his hand, saying that he was fine, and smelled the smell on his body again. He only drank two glasses, it should have no taste.
When the snow stopped, Jiang Ziquan and Shen Yumo went home. Shen Yumo saw that she liked her scarf very much, and brought it to her again.
Jiang Ziquan touched his scarf and looked at the same black style on Shen Yumo's neck. He was shy and said that Yumo definitely wanted the same style as my couple!
Shen Yumo was driving at a slower speed than Jiang Ziquan's. Jiang Ziquan drank wine and woke up early again. After a while, he started to doze off. Looking at Shen Yumo's serious side face, his head shook and finally stopped moving.
Shen Yumo was afraid that she would be cold, so she covered her with the small blanket on the back seat. She seemed to feel something, her eyelashes moved twice, her whole body curled up into the blanket again, her mouth muttered a few times, Looks like a snooze kitten.
"Ziquan."
"Ziquan."
Jiang Ziquan turned his head in a daze, Shen Yumo's voice in the dream was softer, and Jiang Ziquan, who was deeply immersed in it, even had the corners of his mouth cocked up in the dream.
Shen Yumo thought it was funny, what kind of dream is this
"Wake up." Shen Yumo had no choice but to push Jiang Ziquan's shoulder with his hand, and then raised his hand and Li Li straightened her hair.
Only when Jiang Ziquan woke up, he saw Shen Yumo's pretty face was very close to her, and he half-squinted his eyes and said, "You are always so beautiful in your dreams."
Like a little milk cat with bad feet, Jiang Ziquan rubbed the blanket.
After a while, it seemed that something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, what caught his eye was Shen Yumo, who had a blushing face and lowered his head. He only felt that he was being stupid again, and said embarrassedly, "Yumo?"
After thinking about it for a while, she finally woke up. She hurriedly lifted the blanket, took off her seat belt, and got out of the car, looking like a good student.
"You drive the car to the garage, and I'll go get the luggage."
"Don't." Jiang Ziquan took a stride, ran to the back, quickly picked up the suitcase and said, "I'll go, I have the key."
Seeing this, Shen Yumo didn't argue with her, and said, "then slow down."
"okay."
Shen Yumo also brought a total of two suitcases. Jiang Ziquan dragged the suitcases and decided again and again that he should not compete with his arms and legs. He obediently took the elevator and put the suitcases in the room where Shen Yumo stayed last time. Gorgeous master bedroom.
Jiang Ziquan hurriedly turned on the heat. This room was no different from the outside. He took another cup of hot water and warmed his body.
Shen Yumo knocked on the door, and Jiang Ziquan also brought her a cup of hot water: "It's too cold in the room, drink some water to warm up first."
Therefore, Shen Yumo didn't take off his jacket, just took the water and took a sip.
It was too cold in the room, so Jiang Ziquan took Shen Yumo to the hot air first to warm up, and then cleaned up when the room was a little better.
Jiang Ziquan went to get the spare key of the house again, and handed it to her: "My parents and my brother both have one. If your parents need it, you can hit two more."
"Okay, got it."
Shen Yumo put the key on her key ring, and saw the little frog that Jiang Ziquan gave last time. She thought it was cute too, so she kept it by her side.
Jiang Ziquan also saw the ugly and cute little frog, and felt a little happy. At least Shen Yumo liked his Christmas gift. He stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows and said, "Do you know what I mean by giving this?"
"I didn't guess." Shen Yumo thought she would say something, and kept looking at her.
Jiang Ziquan pouted, squeezed a few more times, and continued to sell his words: "The teacher in the third year of high school should always say that sentence. When you say that sentence, you will know it."
Shen Yumo gave her a sideways glance, but Jiang Ziquan didn't care, and smiled straight with Erlang's legs crossed.
Shen Yumo was a little annoyed and didn't want to chat with her, so he straightened up and walked to the bedroom.
The room was the same as the one she stayed in last time, but there was an extra large bookcase, which should have been specially prepared for her. Generally speaking, the room was as clean as no one had lived before, and it was deserted. She opened the suitcase. , hung up his clothes first, and then played with a few gossip patterns on the bedside.
Jiang Ziquan changed into cotton slippers, and easily brought another box in. He asked curiously, "Why are there so many gossip pictures in your house? Do you still believe this?"
Shen Yumo is a student who graduated from Huada University, the first normal school in China, and those are serious socialist successors.
"My grandfather believed this very much, so he kept asking me to hang the gossip chart on the bedside to keep safety." Shen Yumo knew what she meant, but her grandfather was too accurate. She didn't dare not listen to his words, and crawled out of bed again. He came down, pointed to the box she was holding, and said, "What is that?"
Jiang Ziquan shook the box proudly and said with a smile, "Mr. Shen, don't you know these things?"
"It's your thing, I don't know what it is."
Shen Yumo came to her suspiciously. Looking at the packaging of the box, it was indeed what he used when he moved last time. He took scissors and cut it open, and said in surprise, "Why are you here?"
Seeing that Shen Yumo was happy, Jiang Ziquan was also very happy. He leaned in and looked inside. They were greeting cards, which should have been gifts from her students: "When you moved last time, didn't some of them threw away? I know the worker, I think You may have forgotten, just ask him to leave this to me."
Shen Yumo was in a hurry to move at that time, and the box was lost at some point. It was a very happy thing to find it this time, but combined with Jiang Ziquan's words, he glanced at her suspiciously, and several questions appeared in her mind. First, what did she do with the movers, and second, why didn't she talk about the box earlier.
Jiang Ziquan was a little hairy when she saw it. She just wanted to collect some Shen Yumo's things. It was a normal thing to collect things from people she liked. As for the box, she didn't say it earlier, she was really busy and forgot.
"I haven't used this water heater, you can try it at night."
"Tell me what you need. I'll buy it at night. If you don't need it, just throw it away." Jiang Ziquan said very loudly, but now she has a little money enough to squander.
Shen Yumo nodded. Although there is no change in decoration, after observing the placement of items for a long time, you can still find the difference. It is impossible for her to return from the north neighbor in such a short time, unless it is after she lived last time. , Jiang Ziquan started to prepare this room, maybe he planned to let him live in earlier, but because he said he wanted to live in the school, he didn't mention it again, and when he looked at Jiang Ziquan who was helping to set up books, he felt a little uncomfortable. , she seems too good.
Seeing her looking at him, Jiang Ziquan paused while holding the book, and tilted his head and smiled at her.