I love you, Mr.Commander

It snowed heavily on the first night of the first day of the lunar new year. In the morning, Lin Qing opened the window. The sky and the ground were white. There was a vast expanse of land on the ground. All eyes were comfortable and quiet.

She looked at the sky in the distance for a while, looked down and saw two familiar figures.

Orange is running in the snow. His feet are buried so deep in his legs. Only his irregular footprints are left in the snow. He seems to have drawn a mysterious map. At the end of the footprints, the man squatted on the ground, holding an unformed snowman in his hand.

He held the snowman's body with one hand, which had begun to take shape. With the other hand, he grabbed the snow to supplement it. With the action in his hand, the outline of the snowman gradually appeared. The man looked very serious at the moment. The whole face had clear water caltrops. When orange was tired, he squatted down and scratched the snow.

What did the man say? Orange grinned and patted up again according to the snowman.

Lin Qing added a feather and went downstairs. A snow-white parabola cut open the cold air and flew to her.

Lin Qing had no time to dodge, and the snowball burst at her feet.

"Mommy," orange is waving to her with her small body, "come on."

"When did you come down?"

"It's six or seven o'clock. Daddy woke me up."

When Lin Qing walked into the snow, her feet creaked, as if all the cold air gathered towards her for a moment. She closed her neckline tightly. The cold wind still couldn't stop pouring in. Lin Qing walked forward. The man was still half squatting and didn't finish his masterpiece. When he looked up, Lin Qing was smiling at him.

"I like staring at me so much," the man smiled, turned his head and continued to pile snow. "Do you love me more."

Lin Qingmei smiled and corrected him: "I'm looking at a snowman."

"Look at it?" The man obviously didn't believe it. His eyebrows were particularly clear under the reflection of snow, "do I look good?"

Orange pressed a lump of snow on the snowman's body and a big bag sprang up on his stomach. He shook his head and happily dismantled his father's platform: "yes."

Lin Qing couldn't help laughing. She focused on the snowman. She saw that there was nothing less. She didn't even have a nose and mouth. Only two temporarily added eyes were staring at her.

Orange squatted tired, stood up, grabbed the snow casually and rubbed CuO twice in the palm. He looked around at no one, stood on tiptoe and looked around. Finally, he waved his arm and threw a good snowball out.

Another parabola, a sound from someone behind the rockery, like being frightened, followed by footsteps slowly coming, stepping on the snow, breaking the quiet atmosphere. Lin Qing thought it was Shen Yuhe coming back from the outside: "Mom?"

Shen Yuhe was walking out of the living room and saw the three figures facing the door. It was so cold outside that she could spit out white fog even if she said a word. She frowned: "you really are. What are you doing outside in the cold early in the morning?"

Lin Qing stood up and looked back at the sound: "Mom, Mu Li is making a snowman for orange. It'll be fine in a minute." Before her voice fell, she remembered something. Turning around, she saw two uninvited guests behind the rockery.

Xu Lixin and Xu Yuan came one after another, approached and saw the family of three piled snowmen. In such a harmonious atmosphere, their appearance was obviously very abrupt.

Xu Yuan followed her mother. There was a very uncoordinated mark on her shoulder. It seemed that it was the one lost by orange. Unfortunately, it hit her.

"Make a snowman?" Xu Lixin looked at them, "very good."

Shen Yuhe looked cold and didn't even bother to say anything. She gave Mu Li a wink, and then turned back to the house.

Xu Lixin just didn't see it. He took out a red envelope from his bag and waved to orange: "orange, this is the lucky money grandma gave you. Come and take it."

This self styled grandma has another meaning. Lin Qing's face sank. She pulled the orange to him. The orange breathed in the palm of her hand. She bent down and focused on beating the snow on his clothes without talking.

When the clothes were clean, orange smiled and turned to Xu Lixin: "thank you, mother-in-law, but orange can't take other people's things."

Xu Lixin stretched out his hand: "this is specially for you. You can take it."

Orange Jingyao's eyes seemed to shine into the bottom of his heart, but he still smiled and shook his head: "no, thank you, mother-in-law."

Xu Lixin couldn't help it. She couldn't force it. She was embarrassed to withdraw her hand, but found that no one paid attention to her.

She turned her head and stared at Xu Yuan. Xu Yuan's expression was tangled. After thinking, she still didn't speak.

The snowman in Muli's hand is finished. He bounced his trouser legs, stood up and watched his masterpiece. Originally, this moment was to share the joy, but the uninvited guest made the man lose the interest of staying.

He glanced and saw that Lin Qing was also depressed. He took off his gloves and put his hand into her pocket: "it's so cold."

Lin Qing could also feel a sudden rush of cold air across his down jacket: "how can it be so cold."

"I also want to know how it gets cold as soon as I get into your pocket. Cover it quickly."

"Nonsense."

Hearing what he said, Lin Qing couldn't laugh. The man looked across her shoulder and didn't pay attention to the people over there.

"What's up?"

"Why, it's not welcome to pay a new year visit?"

The man didn't raise his eyes. The sky began to rustle snow again. The fine snowflakes came unexpectedly. Mu Li flicked the debris off Lin Qing's shoulder and held her cold hand: "go back."

He took Lin Qing back. Orange took the opportunity to add some material to the snowman's face. Then he looked up and saw that they were far away and quickly followed up.

Xu Lixin's face was stiff. Xu Yuan took her arm, hesitated and opened his mouth: "Mom, we'd better go first, or come back another day."

Xu Yuan is particularly silent today. It seems that something is wrong. Xu Li is unhappy and squints at her: "are you afraid?"

"It's still the new year, at least..."

Xu Li interrupted her coldly: "I want to give her an unforgettable year."

Xu Yuan's lips hummed, but she didn't say anything at last. She looked up at the yard and followed Xu Lixin in.

Shen Yuhe sat at the table eating breakfast. Muli took the two into his seat. Orange reached out for the bread slice and was patted by Lin Qing on the back of his hand: "wash your hands."

Orange skimmed his mouth, jumped off his chair and ran to the washstand.

Muli smeared jam on the bread and handed it to Lin Qing. She tasted it: "it's too sweet."

He painted another one: "how?"

"Good." Lin Qing nodded and began to wipe his hands.

The man continued to talk to Shen Yuhe and talked about some relaxed topics. They automatically glanced at the two guests as if they didn't exist like air.

Orange washed his hands and went back to the table. When he saw the toast on the plate coated with jam, he picked it up and took a bite.

Xu Yuan looked at this scene in the distance. His nose was sour. He was someone else's man. He was considerate to others and even stingy with a loving look.

Lin Qing inadvertently turned around and saw Xu Yuan's eyes, which were too complicated at this time. She took back her eyes, drank porridge and occasionally had a word with them.

After dinner, Shen Yuhe remembered two neglected guests. She went to the living room and saw that they were also at ease. Shen Yuhe looked a little cold and sat down opposite. After a while, Mu Li changed his clothes and came over.

"Mom, let's go first."

Shen Yuhe nodded and knew that they were going to the Lin family early this morning. She didn't ask them to stay, but Xu Lixin opened his mouth: "Mu Li, wait a minute."

The man stopped and said, "I thought you came to see my mother today."

"There's something I want to tell you. You'd better listen."

"Isn't there much to say from your mouth?"

Xu Lixin heard that he was sarcastic and didn't get angry: "we will be neighbors in the future. Let's live in peace."

Speaking so abruptly, Shen Yuhe thought of the house he saw that day. They bought it next door?

She looked at the man and listened to the meaning of the words. Did she really want to live in peace?

Shen Yuhe stood up and said, "come straight, do you still want this house?"

"No, I figured out something after that day. Since all these years have passed, I don't want to fight you again." There is not only one way to achieve some goals.

It seemed that there was something in the words. As soon as Shen Yuhe lowered his eyes, his sight fell on Xu Lixin's half covered wrist: "you."

Xu Li said frankly, "it's all in the past."

Shen Yuhe looked tight. Unexpectedly, it was true. Xu Lixin tried to commit suicide because he couldn't get the house back?

But they won't know how much blood the knife has shed and whether it really wants to break the idea of life.

Xu Lixin took her sleeve to cover her wrist, which seemed to be revealed inadvertently. The expression on her face was nothing special from beginning to end, and there was a gift of reconciliation beside the tea table.

Mu Li obviously noticed the scar. He glanced. If Xu Lixin had been determined to die, would he still be so arrogant today?

He felt that Shen Yuhe could handle it, so he took a step and turned around. Seeing that he was leaving, Xu Yuan couldn't help shouting to him, "Mu Li, anyway, I'm your sister now."

The man turned and stared at his "sister" who was killed on the way. Lin Qing just walked down the stairs with orange.

After hearing Xu Yuan's words, she asked orange to go down by herself first. She folded her body and went upstairs. After a while, she came back again. There was something in her hand. It looked like a very exquisite gift box.

The other faces were puzzled. Only mu Li frowned when he saw the box. He stared at Lin Qing's action, but he didn't interrupt at last.

Lin Qing took out the necklace in the box and showed it in the open palm. In the light, the diamonds embedded in the chain were dazzling and valuable at a glance.

Lin Qing went to Xu Yuan and said, "this was left to me by my father, because it's too precious. I haven't worn it. Now I'll give it to you."

"Send me?" Xu Yuan didn't know for a moment. He subconsciously looked at Xu Lixin. She took back her sight and Lin Qing sat down next to her.

"Can I help you wear it?" Lin Qing lifted the necklace. The chain was as soft as running water.

Xu Yuanxin had doubts. Xu Lixin gave her a look. She relaxed and said, "yes."

Lin Qing nodded. The chain in her hand gently bypassed Xu Yuan's neck and skillfully fastened the necklace. Finally, Lin Qing looked at it carefully: "it's very beautiful. This necklace is very suitable for you."

"Do you really want to give it to me?" Xu Yuan is still confused.

"Yes." Lin Qing suddenly leaned over and hugged Xu Yuan. She said calmly and naturally, "this should be our gift of reconciliation."