When winter nights are getting warmer

Chapter 1 Wedges
"one two three four……"

He muttered the numbers in his mouth, and kicked a red ball back and forth unconsciously under his feet. It was Joyce's toy, which he bought from a second-hand vintage store last month.The little girl caught her eye and tried to reach out her chubby hand to grab it. Fortunately, the proprietress was generous enough to stuff the ball into their shopping bags as a gift.

Le Yao said that Joyce's aggressive personality was almost carved out of the same mold as her father.

At this time, the door of the cafe across the street was pushed open, revealing a beautiful Asian face, with long reddish-brown hair shining brightly in the sun.But what is more noticeable is the girl in her arms who is wrapped like a rice dumpling. She is wearing a lambswool one-piece shirt and a hat is tightly put on her head. Only one face is exposed. Her cheeks are flushed, as if she is about to be ignited. tomato.At this moment, the girl pouted in displeasure, and pulled the hat tenaciously, but was quickly pulled away by the woman again.

"Hi, Penny! I'm here!" Yi Jiang finally stopped, bent down to pick up the ball, and looked at Lin Leyao who was walking across the road.

"Joyce doesn't like this hat, she always wants to take it off." Le Yao frowned.

Yi Jiang stuffed the ball into the little man's hand, reached out to the bag hanging on Le Yao's arm, took out a cup of hot coffee and held it in the palm of his hand: "Then give her another one until she likes it." His eyes flicked Passing by the crowd waiting for the cable car, she deliberately ignored Le Yao's narrowed dangerous eyes, "Let's go, let's take the cable car up to the top of the mountain to bask in the sun!"

This is Yijiang's third year in Norway. She moved to this small town from Bergen a year ago, far away from the hustle and bustle, and no one can find her again.Since the town is located at the bottom of the valley, covered by high mountains, there is no sunlight throughout the winter, so you can only take the cable car to the top of the mountain to have a chance to get the sun.

She has been able to spend the long winter night calmly.

It's just that when it's snowing, looking through the glass at the world of ice and snow outside the window, the gleaming light from the ice and snow in the dark always reminds her of a snowy night long ago.

It was also the same snow that day, with dim street lamps above her head, like a warm full moon, illuminating the road under her feet, and she walked step by step.Those who accompanied her seemed to be silent forever, only the sound of snow breaking under her feet echoed in the long winter night.

The cable car finally arrived, and Joyce stretched out his arms, eager to get off the ground.Le Yao put her on the ground, and the little figure moved her short legs clumsily, stumbling towards the crowd.

"Hey! Stop! Joyce! Stop!" Le Yao hurriedly chased forward, but was blocked by a boy who was walking past on a skateboard. In the next second, Joyce disappeared into the crowd.

Yijiang's eyes were sharp, and she quickly caught a piece of lamb's wool hat corner. She hurriedly pushed away from the crowd, and accurately picked up a group of fluffy little guys from the crowd passing by.The little guy opened his mouth, and the saliva was hanging on his chin, which was about to drip.Yi Jiang hurriedly pulled his sleeves to wipe, but suddenly heard a childish voice: "Dad—"

She widened her eyes. She and Le Yao worked hard and taught them again and again, but the first word the little traitor learned was "Dad"?
With just one sentence, the little traitor closed his mouth, and with his long eyelashes drooping, he played with Yi Jiang's naturally curly long hair.She breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to hug her back, but suddenly glanced at a corner of the crowd, and stood there in a daze.

The lead gray woolen coat wraps a slender and straight figure with slightly broad shoulders. He stands upright with his arms bent and his hands in the coat pockets.She was so familiar with that casual gesture, just a single back view took away all her soul.

"Melody?" Le Yao followed, seeing that she was out of her mind, following her line of sight, there was a stream of people passing by in a hurry.It’s the rest day, and the square is full of people lazily basking in the sun, gray-haired old ladies, all dressed in bright colors, high school students gather to play basketball, couples sit side by side, and hug each other generously Kissing, looking around, are all Caucasian faces.

Only an Asian face could catch her attention, Le Yao held her breath: "He is a photographer who just arrived in town, and he is on a global tour." She looked away and looked quietly at Xun Yijiang who was still dazed , "He is Japanese, not Chiang."

Jiang...

Yi Jiang suddenly felt a headache, no, it was a heartache, as if bound by a silk rope, someone pulled the end of the thread, twitched, repeatedly cutting her heart.

"Sorry, I may have altitude sickness, I should go down the mountain to rest." She hurriedly threw Joyce to Le Yao, turned her head and strode towards the cable car station.The sun is so good, but the snow has not melted, and it makes a creaking sound under the feet.She covered her ears, and the panic that couldn't be concealed leaked from her eyes.

She shouldn't have thought of it.

It's just that it's a pity that it always snows in the Northland.

(End of this chapter)