Chapter 28

Wearing a white robe, Gu Changgeng practiced his sword in the hospital.

Lin Qingqian heard his voice before seeing anyone. His crisp voice shouted happily: "brother Changgeng..."

After receiving his sword, Gu Changgeng turned around and saw a man wearing a red cloak, bright eyes and snow on his black hair running towards him.

Lin Qingqian stood panting in front of Gu Changgeng, "brother Changgeng, are you practicing sword?"

The little girl spoke with heat. Her skin was as white as snow against the background of red clothes. Standing in the flying snow, she looked like a fairy falling into the world.

"Brother Changgeng? What's the matter?"

Gu Changgeng suddenly recovered and realized that he was staring at Lin Qingqian and was distracted. His face was a little ugly.

Lin Qingqian didn't know why. He looked at his face changing.

"Brother Changgeng, are you unwell?"

"No, what are you doing here?"

Lin Qingqian bent his eyebrows and eyes, raised his hand to catch a snowflake, smiled and said, "when I woke up this morning and found it snowing, I thought of the plum blossom in brother Changgeng's yard. It must be more beautiful in snowy days, so I came here."

They looked at the plum blossom in full bloom with the same eyes. Sure enough, there was a vast expanse of snow and a little pink on the branches.

Gu Changgeng thought to himself, it's really beautiful.

The ground was covered with thick snow. Lin Qingqian had an idea. He looked up at the humanity beside him: "brother Changgeng, let's have a snowball fight!"

"Snowball fights?" Gu Changgeng's angular face looked puzzled.

"Brother Changgeng, wait. I'll tell you what a snowball fight is."

Lin Qingqian squatted down and quickly made a snowball with his small hand. Holding the snowball, he shouted to Chunxia: "Chunxia, come here."

Chunxia didn't doubt that he was there. She thought the young lady called her to give orders.

However, halfway through the walk, Lin Qingqian blinked playfully and said, "brother Changgeng is watching." The next moment, the snowball in his hand suddenly threw to spring and summer.

Spring and summer were caught off guard and hit by a snowball.

Miss, are you angry with me?

When I was frightened, I heard Lin Qingqian's silver bell like laughter ring, "ha ha, spring and summer, don't be stunned. Come on, like me, make a snowball and hit it!"

Chunxia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the young lady was joking with her.

Listening to Lin Qingqian's words, she made a snowball in spring and summer and hit it carefully. She didn't dare to hit the miss. If she hurt the miss, she can't be blamed.

The rise of Lin Qingqian's play will not be merciful. Snowballs hit one by one, fast and accurate. Her petite body has little strength, and it won't hurt to hit people.

Lin Qingqian and Chunxia were so absorbed that she ignored Gu Changgeng next to her. When she remembered, she was already standing under the plum tree.

The dark eyes rolled around. Lin Qingqian made a big snowball and threw it at Gu Changgeng's chest with all his strength.

When he threw it out, his body staggered forward, and the snowball hit Gu Changgeng's Zhang Junlang's face.

Lin Qingqian was so frightened that his soul was about to fly. He went to Gu Changgeng with fear.

"Brother Changgeng, I'm sorry! I wanted to throw it on you, but I didn't expect to throw it on your face. Are you okay? I'll wipe it for you..."

Lin Qingqian took a handkerchief and stood on tiptoe. He still couldn't reach Gu Changgeng's face. He subconsciously pulled his cuff, "brother Changgeng, you lower your head."

Gu Changgeng really lowered his head.

Lin Qingqian, who helped Gu Changgeng wipe the snow, thought: she's really dead! The old hatred between the original body and Gu Changgeng remains unresolved, and she adds a new hatred.

Gu Changgeng's eyes drooped slightly. The little girl looked serious in front of him, with a trace of regret. Her heart moved slightly, and the feeling of unclear road was spreading.

Lin Qingqian took back his handkerchief. Seeing Gu Changgeng's expressionless face, he was worried.

"Brother Changgeng, I really didn't mean it. I just want to play with you. Don't be angry, will you?"

Gu Changgeng glanced sideways at her and said, "boring." He stepped into the house.

Lin Qingqian was stunned. He didn't know whether he was angry or not?

"Miss, are you okay?"

Lin Qingqian shook his head, "it's all right."

"Does the lady want to play with snow?"

The interest was frightened by the mistake just now. Lin Qingqian said angrily: "I don't play anymore. I threw you just now. Did it hurt you?"

"I'm fine. It doesn't hurt at all."

Seeing that Lin Qingqian was somewhat absent-minded, Chunxia asked again, "Miss, shall we go back?"

Lin Qingqian looked at the window of Gu Changgeng's bedroom, meditated for a moment, shook his head and said, "wait and go back. Let's make a snowman first."

"Make a snowman?"

Spring and summer looked at Lin Qingqian squatting in the snow, why does Miss always do some strange things now?

With the help of spring and summer, the snowman soon took shape, but he didn't look like a snowman because he didn't have a modern scarf and hat.

Lin Qingqian thought and found two branches to insert to act as the hand of the snowman. As for the face

His eyes turned around in the yard. When he saw the plum blossoms, an exciter quickly folded a plum blossom, inserted one plum blossom after another into the snowman's face, and put on a smiling expression.

Clapped his hands, Lin Qingqian said with a satisfied smile: "it's done, spring and summer, you see, isn't the snowman very beautiful?"

"Yes, miss's snowman is very beautiful."

Although spring and summer can't see the similarities between the snowman and people, the snowman smiles, but there is a bit of human charm.

"All right, let's talk to Gu Bo and let's go back."

As soon as I looked back, I just saw Gu Bo walking past. Lin Qingqian shouted, "Gu Bo, we're going back. Please talk to brother Changgeng later and let him open the window. I left him a gift."

Gu Bo saw the snowman in the yard at a glance. "Don't worry, miss three. The old slave will tell the young master, cough..."

Gu bowed down and coughed violently. For a long time, he managed to suppress his cough.

"Gu Bo is not feeling well?"

"Miss Xie San cares. The old slave may have just been filled with wind and his throat is a little itchy."

Lin Qingqian didn't think much and nodded, "then Chunxia and I will go back first."

"Go slowly, miss three."

Looking at Lin Qingqian walking away, Gu Bo covered his mouth and coughed again. His wrinkled face was pale and his eyebrows were frowned. After looking at Gu Changgeng's door for a long time, he cleared his throat and walked over.

"Young master."

Gu Changgeng's hand paused. "Well," he said, "she's back?"

"Yes, the third young lady took the servant girl and left. She specially told the old slave to tell the young master that she left a gift in the yard for you to open the window."

"I see."

Gu Bo bit his teeth and coughed twice. "The old slave retreated first. The young master will call the old slave again if he has something to do."

"Well, go down."

Gu Bo's footsteps drifted away and hesitated again and again. Gu Changgeng put down his pen, got up involuntarily, walked to the window and opened the window.

At a glance, he saw the gift Lin Qingqian said. The snowman faced Gu Changgeng's window and the smiling face of plum blossom.

Gu Changgeng twitched at the corners of his mouth, and a touch of helplessness flashed in his dark eyes.

Although strange, the snowman's smiling face felt inexplicably like Lin Qingqian. His eyes were always bright and smiling in front of him.