Dear Mr. Shi

"How far is it to protect yourself from the cold?" Song Qinghuan asked softly with a buzzing voice.

She sighed in her heart. If she can make Shi Yuhan feel at ease by returning to Q, then go back first!

Shi Yuhan squinted his eyes, swiftly stole a fragrance from her lips, "It will always be a long, long time, no end, no end!"

Song Qinghuan also smiled: "Then tomorrow, before I return to Q City, will you take me out for a walk?"

Shi Yuhan thought for a while, then nodded gently: "Where do you want to go?"

Song Qinghuan's eyes lightly rolled: "Yuncheng, I want to go to Yuncheng again. The place you used to live is a place worth visiting. Every place is like a work of art."

"Do you like art?" Shi Yuhan asked.

Song Qinghuan raised her index finger and shook it: "NONONO, I don't know anything about art, but I hope my children can do it, so I plan to go to prenatal education."

"Good!" Shi Yuhan agreed.

Song Qinghuan smiled happily, his cheeks rubbed against his chest.

Yunqi is indeed a good place. Although it is a small remote county town, it is picturesque. Because there are many hot springs, there are exquisite stone fountains everywhere, giving people a natural and primitive beauty.

Song Qinghuan always felt that Yuncheng was one of the most beautiful cities she had ever seen. She didn't know if it had something to do with herself and the few cities she went to.

Holding Shi's cold-proof hand, she walked along the narrow cobblestone road together.

Xia Yang and another man followed them far away.

Passing a tree-shaded square with trees, there were several elderly people singing Peking Opera there. Song Qinghuan watched Yuhan while pulling it.

The two looked at nothing and were extremely bored, but Song Qinghuan felt very happy and satisfied.

At noon, they returned to the Forest Hotel for lunch, and then sat on the balcony of the room to enjoy a coffee leisurely. The countryside scenery outside was breathtakingly beautiful. The hotel was located in the green hills. The two places were intertwined with each other, like a beautiful and exquisite landscape painting. .

The weather today is fine, clear and cloudless.

In the direction of Song Qinghuan, you can also see the endless sea of ​​flowers, flickering slightly on the horizon.

If possible, she would love to live here, in Yuncheng, the small village where she lived in the cold weather.

After Shi Yuhan dealt with the matter, he sat down behind Song Qinghuan, and then hugged her from behind, feeling the temperature from the palm of his hand. Song Qinghuan glanced back at him, then leaned back and nestled in her arms.

"Shi Yuhan, do you know that when I first went to Q City, I didn't know how I lived. I was lonely every day. There was a TV in front of me, but my mind was empty. I didn't know that it was playing inside. What kind of content, every time I think of you, I feel that I don’t even have the strength to breathe. If it’s not because of having a child, I might cry and cry until I become unconscious, but I know that crying like this is not good for the child. , You will worry about me, so I have been holding it back." Song Qinghuan recalled the dark days of that period, and couldn't help but want to hug Shi to keep out the cold.

But the belly is big, with the top in the middle, she can't hold her to keep out the cold at all.

When Shi Yuhan wants to hug her now, he can only hug her from behind.

As a man, a husband, and a father, he should have been by his side when his wife was pregnant, and felt the birth of a new life with her.