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That night, apart from Mo Yao's silent tears, He Yuwen's panic, he panicked, he was heartbroken, he never thought that he would be so worried, that heart that seemed as hard as black iron , it was as vulnerable as a piece of thin ice, his usual calmness and composure all disappeared in one night
That snow really fell all night, silently and chaotically, as if it wanted to use this white snow to fill up all the filth and darkness in the world one by one, and turn it into a holy white!
In Mo Xiaoxiao's room, there were several stoves and many quilts covered, but his cold body could not be covered with heat, and the warm water reached his mouth and then slid down from the side of his face.
"Why can't I cover you up, why can't I cover you up, are you made of ice, Mo Xiaoxiao"
He Yuwen lost control of his emotions, and the proud man shed tears again, without any image at all, he desperately used all the methods he could think of to warm her unconscious, but she was still indifferent, and nothing helped.
Mo Yao had cried so much that his tears had dried up a long time ago, his voice was hoarse, and he stood by her side, begging the cold woman with tears: "Sister, wake up quickly, sister, sister"
No matter what happened to you or what happened to you, it still can't stop the dawn of the next day. This world is full of joys and sorrows, and your life or death will still not affect the prosperity and failure of this world!
On the second day, early in the morning, someone knocked on their door viciously, waking up He Yuwen who was lying on the bedside. There was a deafening knock on the door.
"Why is it so hot?"
He said to himself, but he was still happy in his heart, at least she had turned around, but she had a high fever, so she got up again, soaked the towel in water, wrung it dry and put it on her forehead, and then slowly opened the door.
Just as he opened the door, as he had imagined, there were still the same group of people outside the door, that group of ghosts and ghosts, they came to ask the teacher for their crimes.
He had no expression on his face and said in a cold tone, "What are you doing?"
The leader, Chen Wenwen, raised his eyebrows and said bluntly: "Mr. He is also a smart person who knows his shame and respect. You should know why I'm here. You brought her back?"
A female student also echoed the hypocrisy and said: "Mr. He is too blatant, she is a guilty person, how can you be so indulgent and tolerant, we don't accept it!"
"Dissatisfied with us!"
Other students followed suit.
Today, only Chen Wenwen and some confused students came, so He Yuwen stopped accommodating and no longer used his own accomplishment and demeanor to deal with it.
? Talk to people when you see people, talk nonsense when you see ghosts, if people don't offend me, I won't offend others
He Yu smiled at everyone with a gentle smile: "What a shameful person, how dare you ask Mr. Chen what is shameful and inferior? Which is right and which is wrong? Which is black and which is white?"
There seemed to be tears in his eyes and he continued with righteous words: "Is it wrong to put a person to death by unscrupulous means? It is wrong to refute and explain with innocence? It is wrong to abuse power and dispose of others without knowing the truth? Saving lives is wrong. Isn't it shameful to come to the door with great fanfare in the early morning to question a girl who has been unconscious until now, and her life and death are uncertain?"
"Just because you are a director, you are respectful because you are a director? You are humble because you are an unknown person? It's ridiculous. Director Chen, please explain."
Chen Wenwen's face was ashen, unable to say a word, and there were some students who were equally silent.
He Yuwen's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly looked at a student: "And you, what is the purpose of coming to the school? A mob, what's the use of reading this sage book? Right and wrong are confused, spreading rumors and spreading the plague, you are all None of the murderers can escape, and no one can get away with it alone, why don't you all go back to class."
Chen Wenwen's complexion was so angry that it was darker than the white snow outside the door.
Chen Wenwen was furious: "Mr. He, well, since you want to favor her and indulge her, forget it. Anyway, the person she harmed is you. It doesn't matter whether you have etiquette, shame or inferiority, people who have studied abroad are nothing more than that."
He Yuwen lowered the volume decibels, just murmured: "I don't agree with all respect and shame."
Some people left angrily, and the footprints left in the snow were quickly covered by the heavy snow, and they could not be seen.
Everyone thought that Mr. He had been bewitched by Mo Xiaoxiao and was dying of illness, because his partiality was so blatant
Perhaps only he himself knows whether he has been bewitched.
?guilty? responsibility? Habit? I can't say it and I don't want to say it.
Time flew by, and three days and three nights passed before she knew it, but she still slept there peacefully, without a drop of water or a grain of rice, with a high fever that did not go away, occasionally muttering, frowning and nervous, and occasionally A hot tear flowed down her face like that, wet her hair and pillow towel, no one knew how much grievance and sadness she was pretending in her heart, she just lay there quietly.
He Yuwen also locked himself in the house, closed the door, didn't think about tea and dinner, he was blaming himself, and his intertwined thoughts slaughtered his reason little by little.
He would come out of the room only in the dead of night when everyone was still and silent, and carefully paced to her room to check on her condition. beads of sweat. Then I was alone, went out to step on the snow, lit the moonlight, and paced in the snow, until the footprints in the yard had been submerged by fresh snow when I came back.
Day after day, no change
The snow that year was really heavy, and the accumulated white snow never melted all winter.
I don't know how many days she slept, her high fever has long since subsided, but she has been sleeping, quietly without a sound, she may be waiting, waiting for an opportunity, a time when spring blossoms.
It seems that she has no desire to wake up, no desire to survive
I didn't know that half a month had passed, but a tree at the foot of the courtyard was oppressed by the cold snow, and it unexpectedly bloomed bright and dazzling flowers. No one knew about it. If no one else smelled the plum fragrance, no one would care about it forever. .
It was a red plum tree, a red plum blossom that bloomed lively.
One year in spring and autumn, there is no fragrance, thin and ordinary, ordinary and inconspicuous. The dry tree turned out to be a plum blossom. Who would have thought that it would be gray-headed and gray-faced when the crowds are competing for beauty. Only in this cold winter, bullying Shuang Aoxue shines
The fragrance was ten miles away, dazzling, and Mo Xiaoxiao was awakened by the sudden fragrance.
She slowly opened her eyes, blurring overlapping shadows light and shadow intertwined
Finally, I saw the scene in front of me clearly. On the table, a white jade vase was inserted into a red plum blossom that was in full bloom. If you look carefully, there are some white snowflakes on the flower bone, which looks particularly conspicuous in the elegant room.
There was a heater in the room, and the heating surrounds it. There is no one else in the room, but it is very warm. The window is closed, and it seems that it is foggy, and it is impossible to see other appearances.
When Mo Xiaoxiao was staring out the window with wide-eyed eyes, Mo Yao was pinching two snowballs, lifted the curtain from the door and walked in leisurely.
"Ah, sister! Sister, sister wakes up, sister wakes up!!!"
Just as Mo Yao entered the door, he saw Mo Xiaoxiao staring at something. He was taken aback before reacting. He shouted loudly, almost jumping three feet high in excitement.
It turned out that many people still missed her, she had mixed feelings in her heart, and wept with joy.
Mo Yao leaned on Mo Xiaoxiao's bedside, talking about things she didn't know, from catching rabbits in the snow to blooming red plums in the yard, he talked about everything happily, and the laughter made Mo Xiaoxiao smile, revealing A long-lost smile came.
"Sister, let's drink porridge first. Mr. He prepares a bowl every day, saying that you will wake up at any time, afraid that you will be hungry. You slept for a long time. Mr. He has gone to class."
"How long have I been asleep?"
Mo Yao moved his fingers and counted earnestly again, earnestly and focused, and it took him a long time to raise his head and tell her solemnly: "I have slept for eighteen days."
"It turns out that I have been sleeping for so long. I had many, many dreams, a long, long dream. Suddenly I smelled a fresh fragrance, and then I woke up for some reason"
"Yes, Mr. He and brother Situ Huanyang visit you every day, but you are asleep and cannot see."
The smile on the corner of Mo Xiaoxiao's mouth was very gentle: "Mr. He? Don't you call him a bad brother and a big devil?"
Mo Yao scratched his head embarrassingly and smiled: "I think he's actually pretty good, and he's not that fierce."
"Quickly tell me what he used to bribe you, quickly say haha!"
"Ha ha ha ha¡¡"
After a long time, laughter and laughter came out again in the deserted yard, and the red plums in the yard bloomed more prosperously.
Having survived the long night of loneliness and severe cold, when we see the red sun at dawn again, we are already reborn!
The night she woke up, everyone slept soundly, especially He Yuwen didn't get up until the next afternoon
Looking at the calendar hanging on the wall, it is already the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month in the lunar calendar, and Jiang Yuan will also be on holiday. He Yuwen made up his mind and set off for home on the 22nd. Thinking about it, he has been out for several months. She went back together.
New Year's Eve is approaching, and it's time to return home, and someone at home is worried about it!
It is a sense of happiness that has something to look forward to, something to look forward to. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Wen made up his mind, and set off for home on the 22nd. Thinking about it, he had been out for several months, so he took her back with him.
New Year's Eve is approaching, and it's time to return home, and someone at home is worried about it!
It is a sense of happiness that has something to look forward to, something to look forward to. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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