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Ji Yanchen said calmly: "Don't be too jealous. Everyone has his own destiny. Most people don't have such a good destiny as mine. This is normal."

Xie Zhan resented his serious and calm demeanor and retorted: "Don't be too conceited. After kindergarten, it's elementary school in a blink of an eye. My sister-in-law's genes for studying are pretty good, but your genes - —”

He paused deliberately, then raised the end of his lips, "I will help you with your homework every day and see if you can still laugh."

Ji Yanchen didn't take it seriously: "Those who can't laugh are all because their parents' education is too high. Whose ancestral grave can keep smoking? You two should be more worried about this problem."

Xie Zhan narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue, then quickly put a hat on him: "Brother, the person you are cursing now is your nephew."

"What could be wrong with the child?"

Ji Yanchen glanced at him and said lightly, "I only cursed the child's father."

Xie Zhan chuckled lightly and turned his gaze to the window. From the corner of his eye, he saw what seemed to be very small water droplets on the bag stuck to the window edge. He paused for a moment and looked at the sky: "It's snowing."

The snowflakes on the road in front of the car were scattered, and under the reflection of the street lamp, they slowly condensed into visible entities.

Ji Yanchen was quiet for a moment, and when he turned the corner, he suddenly ordered: "You can come down from the east gate later and go up by yourself."

Xie Zhan looked at him strangely: "Where are you going?"

Aren't you the one who was anxious to go home to be with your wife just now?

Ji Yanchen parked the car outside the community gate, leaned on the back of his chair and replied calmly: "A date."

***

In the room on the second floor, Song Shiwei and Ji Jia got excited about chatting and added another pot of tea.

While the two were talking, someone suddenly set off fireworks downstairs in the community, and the sound was a little noisy for a while. They stopped at the same time and looked at the illuminated sky outside the window. Translucent white flocs were slowly flying in the air. The voices of two children downstairs shouting excitedly came up vaguely: "Snow! It's snow! It's snowing!" "

Song Shiwei pursed her lips slightly and looked attentively. The phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

She picked up the answer, and a familiar deep voice came through the receiver: "Honey, it's snowing heavily outside, will you come and bring me an umbrella?"

Song Shiwei subconsciously looked out the window. The snow had just begun to fall, but it was not heavy at all. Besides, the snow in the north was not as wet as in the south, so there was no need for an umbrella.

She pursed her lower lip slightly, with a faint smile in her black eyes, and followed his intention and asked, "Where are you?"

After hanging up the phone, Song Shiwei stood up and smiled at Ji Jia: "Your brother is lost. I will pick him up."

She hurried downstairs while putting on her coat. Song Chuchen was running back and forth in the living room with a model airplane to simulate taking off. When he saw her, he ran over and gestured to her: "Mom, look! It's snowing! The snowflakes are so big!" "

"I saw."

Song Shiwei leaned over and touched the back of his neck. He felt a little cold and whispered, "Put on some clothes before going to the balcony to watch the snow. Do you hear me?"

Song Chuchen agreed and ran away: "I know! I know everything!"

Song Shiwei knelt down and put on her shoes. Ji Li walked quietly behind her: "Mom, are you going out?"

Song Shiwei put on her boots, turned around and hugged her, and patiently replied: "Yes, I'll be back in a while."

Ji Li kissed her on the cheek and told her softly: "Mom, come back soon. If it snows, you should walk carefully and slowly."

Song Shiwei smiled and rubbed her head: "Okay." After the door slammed shut, Song Chuchen took the airplane model and asked Ji Zhou on the sofa: "Grandpa, there are words on this airplane! What does it mean?"

"Is there any word?"

Ji Zhou put on his reading glasses, took the plane and held it up to the light. He had never paid attention to Ji Yanchen's old model. He only knew that he cherished it when he was in school. He had quarreled with his mother several times over it at that time. After he went to the army, the model was kept in the cabinet and was not allowed to be touched by others until Later, after the twins were born, Ji Yanchen was willing to take them out for his son to play with.

Ji Zhou looked at the letters carved on the bottom of the fuselage and guessed: "This should be the model of the aircraft."

Song Chuchen asked curiously: "Model? Is that the name of the plane?"

Ji Zhou also thought it was strange that these three lonely letters had no numbers, but he didn't think much about it. He smiled and touched his grandson's head: "Yes, Chenchen is so smart, it's the name of the plane."

Ji Li watched quietly for a while, then suddenly said: "The name of this plane is the same as my mother's."

Ji Zhou was startled when he heard this: "What?"

Ji Li stretched out her little hand and pointed at the capital letters on the fuselage: "It's the same as the pinyin name on mom's ticket today."

Ji Zhou was stunned for a moment, then took the model closer and looked at the lamp carefully for a long time, and then suddenly laughed in a low voice.

He put down the airplane model and shook his head with a smile. Jiang Yu looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your son——"

Ji Zhou took off his glasses and sighed helplessly, "It's up to you to be stubborn."

Song Shiwei pushed open the unit door, and the cold wind swept over the floor with snowflakes. She pulled up her scarf to cover half of her face, and walked quickly into the snowy night.

The place they agreed on was the fountain in the atrium of the community. After arriving, Song Shiwei looked around and did not see Ji Yanchen. Thinking that he was still on the way, she wrapped her coat tightly and found a bright place to wait for him.

The world seems especially quiet when it snows. The white snow casts a layer of natural noise reduction on the city. Even not far away, there are several children playing with snowballs, and the sound of firecrackers in the neighborhood next door penetrates the cold air. From a distance, I heard that the kitchen window on the second floor opposite was open, and the white heat rushed out of the room and merged into the vast winter night, and the cool smoke of fireworks lingered between the sky and the earth.

Song Shiwei likes this atmosphere very much, and even more likes that she is one of them.

She put her hands in her pockets and drew a fat heart on the thin snow with the toe of her shoe. When she was about to embellish it with something else, a paper airplane flew straight towards her, drifting and settling. It hit her right in the heart.

Song Shiwei glanced at the plane, thinking it was the work of those children, and didn't pay it any attention at first. But after a while, no one came to look for it, and she got bored of waiting. From the corner of her eye, she saw something like writing on the paper, and on a whim, she Too lazy to take his hands out of his pockets, he crouched down and looked down, and found that the plane was folded very delicately, especially the head part, which was more complicated and stronger than ordinary paper airplanes. It didn't look like a group of children, but the plane The handwriting on the wings was even more powerful, and couldn't be more familiar to her.

“Flight JT1818, the aircraft is ten years old, the itinerary is satisfactory and the journey is happy.

This time’s destination: the next decade.

Song Shiwei was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly dropped her eyelashes and laughed. She stood up and turned around. The person she wanted to see was squatting on the highest step by the fountain, looking at her and smiling softly with curved lips.

The moonlight fell quietly on the two shadows in the snow. She raised her steps and walked towards him.
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