Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2922 Love (54)

It was cold, but he didn't move, and he didn't want to go.

Continue to stand on the side of the road, quietly looking at the road in the distance.

As if waiting for someone.

Waited almost 5 minutes.

In the dark sky, when the sparse snowflakes were gradually falling, the sound of cars came from the quiet road.

Seeing the familiar car, the man with a thin body and thin snow on his shoulders, his dark eyes trembled slightly.

Shallow and long eyelashes, stained with cold white snow.

Thick black eyes, faintly moist.

There are emotions floating, but they don't show.

Always hidden.

Illuminated by the bright headlights, he stood on the side of the road, quietly, motionless.

Let the snowflakes fall, falling to the tips of the hair, and the chill spreads to the limbs.

Soon, the expensive car stopped in front of him.

The car door opened, and the man who hurried back from the field appeared.

Wearing a black knitted sweater, hair loose, lips as bright red as roses, exhaling white hot air, appeared.

Dazzling like fire.

Warm and strong.

She was dusty, got out of the car, and ran straight over.

"Asheng."

Came to him, looked at him, and didn't say anything——

He bent down and hugged her gently.

The cold limbs that were about to freeze touched his fire, and he greedily approached and absorbed it.

He hugged her, said nothing, and buried his head in her neck.

Holding it tighter and tighter.

Too quiet.

She stopped slightly when she was about to speak.

It was snowing, his body was very cold, and he didn't know how long he had been standing here being blown by the wind.

Like a poor little boy, he hugged her tightly.

Not saying a word, completely silent.

Endless silence.

"..." She looked at the funeral home behind him with the closed door.

There……

She lowered her eyes.

He didn't say anything, just patted him on the back gently.

Hold him and touch him gently.

He is sad, she knows.

How sad it is...

Yun Si felt the slight wetness from her neck.

The warm and salty damp spread silently, without any sign.

Where she couldn't see, he cried.

Xu didn't want her to see it, so he hugged her very tightly.

I want to hold back my tears, but...

As soon as she came, he couldn't control it for some reason.

Especially when she was gently patting him on the back, he couldn't restrain his emotions.

With a low whimper, tears were all on her clothes.

Moisture seeps in gradually.

She sighed softly in her heart and hugged him distressedly.

Kiss his ears, rub his head.

No need to say anything, just like this, accompany him, comfort him silently.

Just a little bit.

He almost cried out.

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Lin Xiaosheng was brought up by the dean's grandmother.

In a cold winter, he was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage, and it was the dean's grandmother who found him and took him in.

At that time, there were not many children in the orphanage, and all the children had enough to eat.

He was taken in there and had a peaceful and happy childhood.

He has always been grateful and cherished.

Too bad it didn't last long.

As more and more children are abandoned, funds for orphanages are becoming more and more strained.

The amount of government subsidies is only so small, and social donations only decrease but not increase. Several times, the orphanage was disbanded when it saw that it would not be able to continue its operation.

In the end, it was the dean’s grandmother who begged for help and took the children to pick up scraps and sell them, so that she barely made a living.

The other children felt ashamed, and when they grew up, they all went away and never came back.

Only the few remaining children, including him, have been staying in the orphanage, working hard to earn money to repay their kindness.

(End of this chapter)