She is soft on my heart

Chapter 130 First Snow
Li Xingchen looked at him with questioning eyes.

"Last night..." Jiang Cong paused unexpectedly, staring at her clear eyes, with a smile on his brows, and said with normal expression: "I accidentally knocked on it."

"Oh." Li Xingchen believed him almost unconditionally.

Yi Linhe hummed twice pretending to be unintentional, gnawing on the steamed stuffed bun with all his teeth.

After eating, out of politeness and habit, Li Xingshen got up and offered to help clean up.

Before Yi Linhe could stop her, Jiang Cong reached out and snatched the things from her hand, "I'll come, you sit on the sofa, and I'll take you home later."

Li Xingchen glanced at him.

The door was wide open, and the soft and bright sunlight in the winter morning was haloing on the boy's stern profile, the black was short and straight, and every arc of the outline was outlined.

Seeing her standing still, Jiang Cong turned his eyes in doubt, and met her blank gaze.

Li Xingshen regained consciousness at this moment, she actually stared blankly at him three times in one morning...

Before Jiang Cong could speak, she lowered her eyes as if covering up, and went to the sofa. The light from the door shone through the redness of her ears.

Jiang Cong looked away and pulled his lower lip.

Just as Li Xingshen sat down, the mobile phone in the schoolbag next to her made a buzzing sound. She was stunned for a moment, not expecting who would call her, even in such a worrying situation of not returning home at night.

Until the phone rang several times, a possibility popped up in her mind, she unzipped her schoolbag and took out the phone, and her idea was confirmed.

Li Xingshen swiped to answer, "Brother..."

Looking back from Jiang Cong, there was a trace of panic in the little girl's eyes.

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Li Yun was the only one in the house, he was nestled on the sofa as if he had no bones, his bangs were shattered on his forehead, his handsome brows were not stretched, he could see that he was very unhappy, and he was staring at the direction of the door.

With a click, he finally made him wait.

The door was unlocked, Li Xing turned the door and went in, she walked to the entrance of the living room, met Li Yun's gaze, paused, then lowered her head, and moved over in small steps.

"Do you still know to come back?" Li Yun's tone was not good, but his eyes looked at her carefully from top to bottom. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he was slightly relieved, and then a little annoyed.

"You don't come home at night, Li Xingshen, you really are getting more and more courageous."

"Aren't you..." and often stay out at night...

Li Xingchen's voice was already low, he raised his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.

Li Yun sat up straight and raised his voice: "I'm a fucking man, am I the same as you?"

In the past, he was subdued and dared not speak, but now he can answer half a sentence, who is used to it.

Li Xing remained silent.

In this family, apart from giving her money, Li Zhengye rarely communicated with her, as if he was just completing the task that his grandmother had given him before his death. Needless to say, Zhao Hui, only Li Yun, Li Xingchen still called him sincerely Brother's.

However, Li Yun is usually irritable and loses his temper. The best attitude is not to put on a cold face for her. His behavior towards her is good and bad. Li Xingshen is sensitive and has never had the idea of ​​him accepting him.

But at this moment, she could feel that Li Yun got angry because he was worried about her.

Li Xingchen put his hands in front of him, twisted his fingers, bowed his head and obediently admitted his mistake, "Brother, don't be angry, I won't be like this in the future."

Li Yun looked at her, "Speak."

Li Xingchen raised his head, "What did you say?"

"Where did you go last night, who you were with, and what you did."

Lying is more troublesome and unnecessary, Li Xingshen said it in detail, the cause and effect are very detailed.

Zhao Hui found her a part-time tutoring job. The person was an acquaintance. He stayed after finishing tutoring yesterday. Because he was too drunk with grape wine, Jiang Cong took her home and slept all night.

She talked a lot, but Li Yun only noticed the last two words: Jiang Cong, slept all night.

His face sank, and he paused word by word: "Why didn't he send you back?"

Li Xingshen, who had already forgotten about Jiang Cong's neck tears last night and the conversation with him, blinked, "I don't know."

Li Yun: "..."

Li Xingchen forgot, but she knew that no matter what the reason was, Jiang Cong made the decision for her sake.

"Brother, he didn't do anything to me, and he won't do anything to me."

Li Yun sneered, "...Then what's the matter with your mouth?"

Li Xing pursed his lower lip, "He said it was accidentally knocked on."

Li Yun: "..." Accidentally knocked on his tooth?

Li Yun couldn't believe it, "You fucking believe this too?"

Li Xing Shen didn't speak, but her eyes said it all, she believed in Jiang Cong.

Li Yun was so angry that he was speechless for a while, "...you tell me, how and where you knock your mouth can break the skin."

"I don't know." Li Xingshen thought for a moment, and said honestly, "It's also the first time I've hit my mouth."

Li Yun: "..."

With chest tightness and shortness of breath, he scolded her a few words, then went back to his room and slammed the door angrily.

The door was slammed so loudly that Li Xing's body shook.

After she returned to her room, Jiang Cong had already sent her several messages on her mobile phone, asking if she was okay.

Li Xingchen: 【It's okay, I explained it. 】

Jiang Cong still didn't leave downstairs. Even though the little girl said she was fine when he sent her back, he was still worried. After seeing the reply, his heart was half-suspended, and he didn't dare to call her rashly.

He typed half of the next sentence, and the next message popped out.

Li Xingchen: [He just doesn't believe that my mouth is knocked, and calls me stupid. 】

Jiang Cong: "..."

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At the age of yearning and yearning for all good things, Chuxue is endowed with many romantic meanings.

Seeing that the end of the year is coming to an end, many people are looking forward to the first snow this year under the increasingly cold weather.

The more you wait, the less it will come. This year it was cold early, but the first snow came late. Several times the weather forecast said that there would be light snow, and it was accurate enough to predict that time. Every floor of the teaching building was crowded with people. As a result, they looked at the sky and waited for a long time. Snowflakes didn't see each other, so they all sighed and went back to work.

The people preparing for the show were not in the mood to look forward to the first snow, and the time was approaching for the New Year's Eve party. Their respective parts were well practiced, but there were always some problems in the formal rehearsal together.

So I worked overtime, and the day students in the third quarter of the self-study on Thursday night did not go home, and the group planned to arrange a few more times.

Li Xingshen and Jiang Cong had a tacit understanding, and the cooperation was perfect, but the performance of the plot was dance-like, and there were a few who had never learned dance, and the tempo was sometimes messed up.

But it's not a big problem. The more you practice, the more you are familiar with it, and everyone's confidence is getting stronger.

It's not good to rehearse until it's too late, it's almost time to see, Qiu Qize asked everyone to go back early, suddenly, someone pointed out the window and shouted excitedly: "It's snowing, it's snowing!"

Outside the window, under the curtain of dark blue and thick sky, white fluffy snow floated up. I don't know when it started, but now it has already flowed in succession.

Li Xingchen walked to the window, opened the window, and lay down on the window sill. The snowflakes were big and the white shape could be seen. Her eyes were bright, and she stretched out her hand to catch it. The snowflakes melted in her palm.

The climate difference between Yiyang and Beihe is not small. It also snows in Yiyang, but it is a small snow that symbolizes floating twice, and it is rare to see large snowflakes rising all over the sky.

Everyone else ran downstairs in a hurry, Jiang Cong leaned against the wall by the window, looked at Xue, looked at her, "Go down and take a look?"

(End of this chapter)