The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 266 Who Was Who Injured (4)
She tightened her collar, rubbed her frozen hands, then crossed her arms and looked out the window.The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the snow like ice beans had turned into light snowflakes at some point, fluttering to the ground, and disappeared on the asphalt road in an instant, leaving a small spot that was extremely light.

In the first snow this year, many children shouted excitedly with candied haws, and a cute girl in a Santa hat coquettishly put her hand into her boyfriend's coat pocket, and was hugged tightly by the other party.

Looking back, everyone in the car was also smiling. She also tried to move her lips, but it was uglier than crying.

It didn't take long to arrive at the terminal, and the passengers in the car filed out, only she was sitting in the original position in a daze, and the conductor stood up and reminded: "We've arrived, we've arrived at the terminal!"

She came to her senses and got out of the car in a hurry.Unexpectedly, a thin layer of floating snow had already accumulated on the road, which was slippery and slippery. She stumbled and stood still tremblingly.Looking up at the sky, the snowflakes like goose feathers dance gracefully, all over the sky, under the hazy yellow light of the street lamps, like moths circling the lights in summer.

Moths rush to the flame, coveting the momentary splendor and warmth, but lose the most precious life.She didn't want to be those silly moths, she tried her best to escape, but she still couldn't escape the fate similar to the moths.

Beside the lamp post, the aunt who baked sweet potatoes stamped her feet and put her hands on the furnace wall, taking advantage of the steaming heat from the furnace to keep warm. When she saw her, she showed a bright and honest smile and shouted in a Northeast accent: "Little girl, buy a Roasted sweet potatoes? Fragrant and sweet roasted sweet potatoes."

She squinted her eyes and let the snow flakes fall from her eyes. Suddenly, time, space and memory began to be confused.

Last year's first snow, after coming out of the Forbidden City, he wanted to see her off.He also took the wobbly bus, and when he arrived at an unknown station in the middle, he went to the newsstand and bought a roasted sweet potato, wrapped it in a newspaper, and stuffed it into her hand warmly.

Her throat suddenly became choked, where is he... this year?
Afraid of scalding her, the aunt wrapped the newspaper layer after layer, but she didn't know that her hands were so cold that she couldn't cover them to keep them warm.He took the sweet potato and continued walking aimlessly.

On that day, he opened his arms and hugged her, his voice was like a sigh: "Forget it, please? Give me a chance. And give yourself a chance to forget and be reborn."

She nodded gently in his arms, but sent both of them into hell.

There seemed to be the warmth of his soft lips on his forehead, his cheeks were already icy cold, the tears were winding, melting into the wind and snow, it was so painful, so painful...

She didn't know how long she walked, the sweet potato in her hand was no longer warm, and the world in front of her suddenly turned into a familiar scene. "Red High School" several vigorous and powerful gold characters, like wearing a white velvet cap, hanging high above the school gate.

And the place where he was standing turned out to be the alley beside the school gate.

"Hey, don't think about me during the exam. I allow you to think about it for two days, just two days!"

"After the exam tomorrow, I will wait for you at the water bar in Luo Yu Lane."

She was deceiving silently with silent lies, and he walked backwards on the camphor path, saying goodbye to her with a smile, and the bright smiling face was getting farther and farther away...farther and farther away...

The water bar is still the same, with red advertising stickers pasted on the wide and clear glass windows, how much is a glass of milk tea, how much is a glass of lemonade, and even the price has not changed.

The table closest to the glass window was covered with books and straw paper, the orange light was very soft and warm, the boy lowered his head, holding a pen to calculate seriously.

She opened her watery eyes wide, and the sweet potato in her hand fell to the ground with a loud crash...

(End of this chapter)