Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

The gentle snow floated on the shoulders, hair, and eyebrows.

After walking for a long time, the whole person is covered with a layer of snow.

Bai Xueli turned her head to look at Ye Mulin, and laughed: "Ye Mulin, you seem to be Santa Claus."

Ye Mulin smiled calmly, turned her body and gently pulled her hair away: "Bai Xueli, your hair is also white. If we go down together like this, it is considered a white head."

She didn't expect him to say this either, she smiled, and reached out to help him wipe the snow off her eyebrows, "You too."

He stared at her, slid his hand down and hugged her waist, leaned over his face and kissed her lightly, just in the street of City B.

She was a little scared, feeling helpless, "Ye Mulin will be seen by others."

"Then see it," he put his forehead against her, and breathed warmly on her lips: "Shirley, sometimes I feel tired and want to give up, so just let it go, but ...I still can't."

He didn't say too much, he just told her about his embarrassment.

Bai Xueli wanted to retreat, but he wouldn't let it go, so she hugged her like this.

In the gentle snow, in the boundless world...Holding all the time.

And the picture of them hugging was filmed, and they didn't even notice it.

Because they stayed outside for too long, they were covered with snow, which melted when they arrived in the car and simply took off their coats.

Xueli Bai took out a paper bag from the side to him: "New Year's gift."

Ye Mulin looked at her with a look of surprise, then he took the bag and opened it.

It is an LV scarf, the color is low-key and restrained.

"I like it very much." He smiled, then looked at her, "Is this a gift, or thanks?"

"Isn't it the same?" She stared at him with some moisture in her eyes.

He squeezed her face and smiled: "There is a difference. Gifts are gifts, and thanks are thanks, but your thanks... use something else."

He looked at her meaningfully and stretched, "It was very busy years ago, and it's going to work again in the third grade."

This is typically the old man's purpose of gaining sympathy in exchange for shameless hope.

Xueli Bai didn't know much before, what a simple girl, but now she understands.

She stared at him and kept watching, "You are taking advantage of the fire."

"Well," he actually admitted, "I'm a normal man."

He started the car and drove in the direction of the apartment, while Shirley bit her lip and looked at him baffledly.

To her surprise, after returning to the apartment, he did not immediately ask her what to do. Instead, he asked her to change clothes and he went to the kitchen by himself.

Xueli Bai entered the bedroom, which was exactly the same as before, and it hadn't changed at all.

Some of her clothes are still there, and some winter clothes are added.

She was holding the uncut tag and looked at him somewhat unexpectedly—

Did he know she would come back before?

Bai Xueli tilted her head and looked in his direction. There was a mist in her eyes. For a long time, she pursed her lower lip, without saying anything, and went out after changing her clothes.

Ye Mulin was preparing dinner, listening to her footsteps and whispering: "Let's have a new year too."

Xueli Bai hugged him from behind him, her voice low, "Ye Mulin, why did you divorce me in the first place?"

His body stiffened, then lowered his head, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Shirley?"

She sniffed: "I want to know, Ye Mulin, I want to know..."

[Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, make up one more~~]