Mr. Gao Leng Fu is addicted to doting his wife

Chapter 59 What to cry

Jiang Cheng likes snow, especially heavy snow.

Putting on a thick down jacket and snow boots, Jiang Cheng stepped on the thick snow, listening to the creaking sound of his feet.

The rows of footprints were covered by new snowflakes not long after they were left, and only a small trace could be seen, like a horseshoe print.

In the past two years, guns have been banned in the urban area. Except for a few large shopping malls in the China World Trade Center, which have applied for electronic fireworks, other places are quiet.

After dinner, a few people who couldn't bear the loneliness came out of the house in twos and threes to enjoy the snow scene and step on the first snow next year in advance.

Jiang Cheng slowly walked to the gate of the community.

Two big snowmen have been piled up on both sides of the gate.

"Mom and Dad, let's make another one. One is Dad, one is Mom, and the other is me. When Mom gives birth to a little brother, we will make another one next year. Hahaha" A silver bell-like laughter sounded, and it was a group of four A five-year-old girl, standing beside her parents, acted like a baby.

Jiang Cheng looked around and saw a family of three wearing thick cotton coats making a snowman.

The little girl who was laughing and laughing just now was wearing a yellow down jacket, a furry hat with bunny ears, and a pink mask with cartoon patterns, leaving only two eyes rolling around, standing next to the snowman and jumping a few times from time to time, like A butterfly flutters in the snow in winter.

Maybe she felt that someone was watching, so the child's mother also looked at Jiang Cheng. Seeing that she was a beautiful little girl in a long white down jacket, she smiled and said, "Happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!" Jiang Cheng responded with a smile.

The family of three quickly built a snowman, took pictures and left.

"It's past eleven o'clock. Let's go to the commercial building to watch the electronic fireworks. I heard that they will be set off for half an hour!" A few passers-by hurried past, discussing, not forgetting to greet other people to go along.

Jiang Cheng squatted down, took off his gloves, and rubbed the snowballs one by one with his little hands, then arranged the snowballs and stacked them together.

Many years ago, it was also a snowy night. At that time, she was the same size as the little girl just now, and there was a person who accompanied her, rubbing snowballs for her with bare hands that were red from the cold, and then piled the round snowballs together. , made into the shapes of various animals.

It was also a snowy night, and someone broke away from her tightly holding her hand, and left her mercilessly.

The familiar voice rang in her ears over and over again.

"Miao Miao, you should save your new clothes for the New Year, and don't get dirty things on them, or they won't be pretty."

"Miao Miao has grown up, let's just have a braid from next year, okay?"

……

"Miaomiao! Don't look for mom when mom is gone, live well there. Forget about mom!"

……

Jiang Cheng's hands were red from the cold, but snowballed them all the time.

A pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of her, Jiang Cheng looked up in a daze for a while.

The light from the street lamp was half blocked by a tall body, and in the other half, a handsome face appeared, with a pair of deep eyes like a whirlpool, and like an abyss, staring at her all the time, as if trying to drag her into it.

"What are you crying for?"

Fu Yushi pulled up the person who was squatting on the ground, stared at her little red face with deep black eyes, and groped lightly with his thumb in the corner of her eyes.

Jiang Cheng wiped the back of his hand casually on his face, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he raised a beautiful smile, but his eyes were full of crystal, and his thin lips were lightly parted.

"Happy! I can meet the big boss at the last minute of the new year, and next year I will definitely be able to make a lot of money!"

Jiang Cheng's voice was unprecedentedly soft and clear, with a trace of imperceptible sadness mixed in, like a beautiful melody rippling in the snow that was flying all over the sky in winter.

The next moment, she was wrapped in a warm embrace.

Behind him, the fireworks from the Commercial Building rose, setting off most of the night sky beautifully like a picture.

With the rotation of the lock cylinder, the dark red anti-theft door opened in response. Jiang Cheng entered the room, bent down and took out a pair of disposable cloths from the inside of the shoe cabinet, dragging them over.

"Just a moment."

Fu Yushi took it and changed it at the entrance.

While playing in the snow just now, snow fell on Jiang Cheng's clothes. After entering the house, the temperature was high, and the snow melted and poured into her neck and sleeves. The coldness made her shiver.

"Go and change your clothes, don't catch a cold." Fu Yushi instructed.

Jiang Cheng didn't show any pretense, and plunged into the bedroom.

The room was well heated, so when Fu Yu entered the room, he took off his coat and suit jacket, and put them on the back of the sofa in the living room.

The room is not big, but the decoration is very thoughtful. It looks like Jiang Cheng's style at first glance, and the colder tones reveal the unique delicacy of girls.

Fu Yushi walked around the living room and stopped at the dining table.

The dining table was full of dishes, almost untouched, but two sets of bowls and chopsticks and two goblets were placed on both sides of the table, and the red wine in one of them was untouched.

Fu Yushi frowned, glanced towards the bedroom, and remembered the two messages he had received.

"Boss Fu, I ran into Ms. Jiang in the mall. She is shopping for New Year's goods here, and she doesn't seem to be going back to Jiang's house for the New Year."

"Old Fu, I saw Jiang's girl crying in the hospital elevator at noon!"

After receiving two messages, Fu Yushi left the group behind, directly applied for a personal flight and flew back.

Driving here from the airport, he didn't even return home, and he didn't have time to change his clothes, so Fu Yushi went straight to Guomao Street.As soon as I got out of the car, I saw a white figure that almost blended with the snow. In the snowy weather, squatting on the side of the road and rubbing snowballs one by one.

Fu Yushi's heart suddenly seemed to be torn open, especially when he saw that little face that was so cold and red, smiling at him with teary eyes, his heart was out of control.

Jiang Cheng changed into a white jumper and a pair of gray casual sweatpants. When she came out of the bedroom, she saw Fu Yushi sitting on a chair by the dining table.

He was wearing a white shirt, and his sturdy upper body was wrapped in it. He sat in Jiang Cheng's original position, and looked at the empty goblet with his right hand.

Seeing Jiang Cheng standing at the door of the bedroom looking towards him, Fu Yushi waved to Jiang Cheng.

"Have you eaten yet?" Jiang Cheng approached and asked.

Fu Yushi stretched out his hand and touched her little hand. The red color of the skin on the palm of the hand has not faded, but the temperature of the hand has returned to normal.

"You haven't eaten yet?" Fu Yushi asked, looking at a table of untouched dishes.

and also?
That is to say, Fu Yushi hasn't eaten yet.

"Shall I go get you a bowl of noodles?"

After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the kitchen, but was grabbed by the arm in the next second.

"No, these are fine." Fu Yushi swept his eyes towards the dining table, and said with a teasing tone: "It's rare to taste your craftsmanship!"

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a while, then smiled slyly at Fu Yu, his words were coquettish, and there were thousands of stars in his eyes.

"Then I'll go to Nuan Nuan, the big boss can't be disgusted!"

Fu Yushi was also amused, he held Jiang Cheng's hand tightly, then let go, and said, "Go."

A belated New Year's Eve dinner, the two ate with relish from the year after year to the year before.Fu Yushi felt better than ever, clinked glasses with Jiang Cheng, and drank a small half bottle of red wine alone.

(End of this chapter)