Chen Xia

Chapter 71
The moon shyly slipped into the clouds, and the wind was particularly gentle tonight. The snowy scene outside the window was much prettier than that of Wen Da. Ye Mian did not read the message first.

She listened to her father's nagging, saying that she should eat delicious food and take care of herself.

She responded one by one before Ye Haisheng hung up the phone.

She takes good care of herself, which seems to be her natural ability.

She walked to the open-air balcony, leaning against the fence, wearing a woolen cap, her hair was blown messily by the wind, and her toes tapped the ground every now and then.

She looked at the four short words on her phone.

Subtle mood.

Is this mass-produced?

After thinking about it, she seriously pressed the voice recording button and said briskly: "Jiang Chen, I wish you a happy new year. The new year will be better than the old one."

Before Jiang Chen replied, Ye Mian yawned due to the cold wind. She rubbed her nose, wrapped her coat and walked into the room.

I couldn't tell if I was nervous or excited.

I also saw Jiang Chen from the stranger's real-time Weibo.

She saved the picture.

Unexpectedly, she actually saw where Jiang Chen went.

She almost wanted to cry out, thinking she was hallucinating, and rubbed her eyes.

The heater was well turned on, and the whole room was very warm. Ye Mian took off her shoes and put her legs on the sofa.

Long time no see him.

It seems to be winter there too.

In the morning dusk, through the bright flying snow.

Ye Mian's gaze couldn't help but stop on which photo, and suddenly found a person standing in the corner of the photo, who looked a lot like Jiang Chen.

She hoped that Jiang Chen could take good care of herself in a foreign country.

Pedestrians all wore thick hats and down jackets, holding scarves around their necks and the gaps between their clothes. Their white faces had exotic facial features, and their breaths were filled with mist, making them look very cold.

Her fingers froze for a moment, and she instantly clicked on the picture to zoom in.

After watching for a while, she clicked on Weibo on a whim, searched for the word "America", looked at the pictures on the real-time square, and hoped that the scenery in one of the pictures was the place Jiang Chen had been to.

After handing out the red envelopes, she turned on the TV.

I don't know which city's river it is. The shadows of the trees on both sides are reflected in the water. The sunlight makes the river sparkling, like diamonds floating on the water.

There was still an hour before twelve o'clock, Ye Mian looked at it for a long time, and suddenly saw someone posted a picture of a landscape.

When he opened it again, he was even more convinced that it was Jiang Chen.

and!

It's really him.

No one would have his desolate yet gentle temperament.

But in a relationship, who hasn't done a few boring things.

in the photo.

Every channel is broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala, and the enthusiastic laughter and funny memes of the skit are enough to make people laugh out loud.

The young man was standing in the snow holding a black umbrella. The thin snow was swept under the black umbrella by the wind and fell on his hair. He was talking on the phone sideways. His tall figure and smooth profile appeared in front of her. .

This year she continued as usual, switched to Jiang Chen's chat box, and sent Jiang Chen a red envelope, but the amount changed from 88 to 588.

Both Qin Feifei and Wang Xiang sent red envelopes and blessings in the group, and Ye Mian also sent them.

She knew the idea was boring.

The corners of his mouth were almost grinning behind his ears.

Then he couldn't help but stare at the photo.

This picture seems to be taken casually by the blogger, but the friends in the comment area below exploded.

[@如风: No, there are handsome guys in the photo! ! 】

(End of this chapter)