Chapter 126 This Snow
When the doorbell of the Shan family rang, the family was huddled in front of the TV watching the news broadcast and other TV programs. A cold wind was blowing outside the window, and ice window grilles were hanging on the windows.
There were some dried fruits and fresh fruits on the table, and pears and stones soaking in a basin of water...
When the doorbell rang, the whole family looked at each other, and saw confusion on each other's faces. Shan Shan asked, "Who is coming at this time?"
"Maybe it's your Aunt Li who's here to return the juicer she borrowed from me last time." The single mother stood up and walked out, saying, "She borrowed it on August 15th, and I almost forgot about it... I tossed and turned in bed for a few days, trying to figure out how to ask her to return it."
As he spoke, he called out hopefully, "Who is it?" and opened the door.
The Shan family lives in an old school staff community, with a large courtyard environment and ancient trees in the yard that have witnessed the growth of three generations. The corridor is not closed, there is no elevator or heating, and there is a large pot at the corner of the stairs, and cabbage is placed on the pot...
When the door was opened in winter, the cold wind outside was mixed with the smell of ice and snow, and the smell of vegetables stored on the stairs blew in my face, making the single mother squint slightly.
I saw a slender figure standing under the dim voice-controlled light outside the door.
"Mom."
The sound was neither high nor low, and it almost seemed to be blown away by the howling cold wind outside.
The person standing outside the door was wrapped in a long black down jacket, wearing a knitted hat, wearing a pair of slightly worn AJs, and next to him was a large 32-inch box.
When he spoke, his voice was deep and magnetic, a trace of the glorious years after he had perfectly passed the voice change period.
The single mother held the door with one hand and looked at the young man standing outside. For two seconds, she thought she had encountered an evil spirit and was hallucinating.
She blinked and wanted to close the door. Her hand even made a gesture to close the door. After a while, she turned around and glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall.
Today is the twenty-fourth day of the lunar year.
Strictly speaking, apart from some villages that still follow the old custom of "Chinese New Year starts after Laba", ordinary town dwellers have not even started the countdown to Chinese New Year, and buying New Year goods is not even on their agenda...
Even the vendors selling Chinese characters for "Fu" may not have thought about setting up their stalls yet.
Those who could only be seen on the first day of the Lunar New Year have returned.
The single mother turned her eyes back to the door, and was so surprised and happy that she didn't say a word for a long time, until the single father muttered "What's wrong? Who is there? Why is there no sound?" and stood up, leaning over and looking worriedly...
I saw the person standing outside the door at a glance.
Even if he has the light behind him.
Even the father can recognize it at a glance.
He uttered "Ouch!" and the father was stunned for a moment. Then, visibly, light spread from the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes to his eyeballs. The middle-aged man's originally somewhat lazy eyes suddenly brightened. He uttered "Ouch!" again and stood up!
She walked two steps towards the door in her slippers and shouted in a loud voice: "Hey, this! Son, I thought you couldn't take your mother's threat to you to go home early! And you really did - ah! You really came back!"
The single mother came back to her senses after being yelled at by her husband. She made way for her son, who had been standing at the door for two minutes, to carry the suitcase into the house.
Watching him enter the house, call people, and take off his clothes, he looked like a stray dog that had just returned home from the outdoors, ruffling his short black hair and shaking off the cold air brought into the house from outside.
Shan Shan was still on the sofa, this time covered with a thin blanket and wearing short sleeves. He also leaned on the armrest and looked over here, his eyes rolling, and said, "The sun is rising from the west. What day is it today?"
Everyone started to move, and the room suddenly became lively.
The sound of the TV program, which was originally the only sound, suddenly became the background sound.
"That's what I meant," the single mother said as she took the down jacket from her son's hand. Before she recovered from her brief surprise, she hung the down jacket on him without turning her head. "Did you stay out to do something bad again? Come back early to avoid being scolded."
Shan Chong took off his shoes, changed into slippers, walked to the sofa, and looked down.
He ignored those malicious speculations that he was up to no good, and now that he was back in a familiar environment, he relaxed...
With his hands in his pockets, he put one foot directly on his sister's shoulder.
Stepped on it.
"Move aside, what are you doing? You've taken up the entire sofa."
"Mom! My brother bullies me!"
"Stop making noise, you'll start making noise as soon as you get home!"
Shan's mother stood by and watched Shan Shan grunt as she moved to the side. Shan Chong sat down next to her.
Today he was busy all the time. He was still walking in the woods in the morning, picked up his board in the afternoon, and drove to the airport without hesitation. Along the way, he ate everything except the food that even dogs would not eat on the plane.
I didn’t even have time to eat an extra bite of the airplane meal… Now that I sat down, I felt exhausted and hungry.
He took out his phone and looked at it. About ten minutes ago, Wei Zhi sent him a message asking if he had arrived home...
He was about to reply when his stomach started to rumble. He paused typing, raised his eyes, and asked if there was anything to eat at home.
"There's still food in the pot. Let your mother make you some noodles." The single father pushed his son's suitcase into his room. "You didn't even tell me why you came back early?"
The single mother was about to turn around and go into the kitchen, but when she heard this, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked her son up and down: "Did something bad happen?"
Shan Chonggang sat up and took a pear from the basin, squeezed it, and was puzzled when he heard the words: "What kind of trouble can I cause?"
"Hit someone, or got hit by someone?"
"I'm skiing in Chongli, not driving a tank in Chongli."
"Then why did you come back early?"
Shan Chong was silent for a while, thinking about how to start the conversation. If he said that his girlfriend had run away and he was feeling lonely, he would definitely be laughed at wildly...
Just as I was thinking about it, I looked up and, as if by chance, the TV was broadcasting a joint event between the entertainment-related departments and the promotion of next year's Winter Olympics. Weizhi was participating in that event, and a group of people in the entertainment industry and celebrities went to the Olympic venues to collect materials.
The host was talking non-stop with the microphone in his hand.
Shan Chong looked down at his phone again. His angry girlfriend had asked him a minute ago if he deserved to be blocked for not replying to her message.
【Chong: We're home now. I'm hungry. Can I have a meal? 】
The message "typing" immediately appeared on the other side, and I quickly replied "Oh".
As soon as he put down his phone, the man had an idea: "My girlfriend had a flight this morning and was worried about me staying alone at the ski resort, so she insisted that I go home with her... so I came back."
He spoke in a light tone, and after he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room was harmonious and relaxed.
Dan Shan sat up a little and looked at him blankly.
The single mother was in the kitchen, making noodles while muttering in a daze: "I gave birth to you and raised you for so many years that I almost had to climb up the window to barely let you come back to celebrate New Year's Eve, and your girlfriend——"
The sound stopped here.
The middle-aged woman threw the noodles in her hand onto the food in the pot as if feeding a pig, covered the pot, wiped her hands and walked out: "Shan Chong, you don't even need to draft your lies now, right? Girlfriend? Where did you get a girlfriend——"
Upon hearing this, Shan's father also looked over.
Shan Chong never expected that he would confess the situation as soon as he got home. He did not immediately respond to his parents' question, but turned to Shan Shan and said calmly: "You are such a big mouth, why didn't you tell me about this?"
"I told you," the girl said, sitting on the sofa while holding the little plush dinosaur. She hummed under the man's gaze and answered calmly, "Maybe my mouth is too big, so mom didn't take it seriously."
“…”
Shan Chong said "Oh".
He turned his head and looked at his mother: "It's true."
The single mother thought today was a great day. She was reluctant to close her eyes until her head hit the pillow, for fear that if she blinked again she would find out at dawn that everything she saw was just some ridiculous daydream.
"Where is it?" She walked over and patted her son's shoulder. "You have a girlfriend, and you know how to teach your girlfriend. Where is your girlfriend?"
[I heard that… the reason why snowboarding started late is that compared to skiing, snowboarding is not friendly to beginners, and a good coach can play an important guiding role and give some loving encouragement to the beginners who are brave enough to try snowboarding. ]
From the TV came the soft voice of a little girl, which he had heard this morning.
The same voice, lying in his arms, asked softly, "Why don't you feel reluctant to leave me?"
[As a master who makes a living from skiing, how do you treat those hardworking beginners who seem to be unable to learn no matter how hard they try? ]
The whole family watched intently.
Shan Chong turned his head and stared at the TV. The little girl on TV was wearing a mask and a flimsy white sweater... She looked fatter than the real person in the camera, and now it was framed in the small screen, and her face, which was already a little chubby, looked round and plain.
Very cute.
You don't even need to listen to her talk much, just by looking at her, you can tell that she is a well-bred little girl from a certain family. She speaks politely and slowly...
There is a note below: XX website’s contracted comics author: Azai.
I don't know what XX website is, but it's probably another healthy version of pink comic software.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, admired it for a while, and then lazily pointed his chin at the TV screen: "That's it."
The whole family's eyes turned to the TV.
Three seconds later, everyone turned back to the young man sitting on the sofa with a calm expression.
Shan Shan hesitated to speak, and was about to say that the voices sounded quite similar. But...
The single father was silent.
Single mothers are more direct: "Did you ski so hard that your brain got damaged? You just grabbed a pretty girl from TV and claimed her as your wife? Hey, you might as well not come back. You'll be annoying if you come back! Forget it, ah, forget it!"
He waved and went back to the kitchen.
She would rather go back to the kitchen and look at the pot of stewed noodles than look at her son who seemed to be seriously ill.
…
The treatment at home is different this time.
Outside at the ski resort, Shan Chong had to use his dark face to intimidate those people and shut their mouths to prevent them from asking curious questions every day, such as "Why did Shan Chong find a wife who just graduated from a snowboard kindergarten?"
When he got home, everything changed drastically, and everyone in his family thought he was suffering from paranoia.
After eating, I washed up and went to bed. It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. The man was sitting on the edge of the bed, drying his hair, and a video popped up over there.
Weizhi was also hiding in bed at this moment. Judging from the background, she was sitting on the bed in her small apartment, reporting to him in the same voice as on TV—
Reported that she met two snowboard park enthusiasts on crutches on the plane. She chatted with them. They knew her because they knew Shan Youmu. They asked Shan Youmu when Shan Chong would make a comeback.
Tell him she had dined with her family after she arrived home;
Reported to him that she updated the comics in the afternoon when she was free;
She told him that she had just finished a busy day and had just washed up and gone to bed.
We've only been apart for one day.
Ten hours without each other's presence.
It seemed like she had endless things to say, as if she wanted to make up for every second she couldn't communicate with him on the plane.
Shan Chong looked at the little girl in the screen of his mobile phone and felt very regretful. Why didn't he put her in his pocket and take her home? She was so small and not troublesome at all.
Thinking of this, he couldn't suppress his loving heart anymore, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. After she finished talking, she anxiously asked him if he had eaten so late at home and whether he could order takeout. He slowly opened his mouth and replied: I have eaten.
"While we were eating, the TV was showing the event we attended last time." Shan Chong said calmly, "Your interview clip was taken out separately, and I pointed at the TV and said, 'This is my girlfriend.'"
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.
The little girl who had been jumping up and down on the telephone pole like a fat chick suddenly fell silent. Her round eyes gradually widened. After a while, she stood up with a somersault and asked, "Which station?" while rushing towards the computer.
He was listening to her talking like she was tearing down a house, and suddenly she disappeared from the screen of her mobile phone.
He changed his position on the bed and wanted to catch her back, but he was powerless with so much pressure. The man sighed and felt very uncomfortable.
"It's okay, they didn't believe it." He said slowly, "Relax."
A few minutes later, Wei returned to the screen and asked, "Why didn't you send me a letter?"
"You're so cute."
The girl on the other side of the screen was silent for a moment, looking unmoved, and asked him, "Can you speak properly about such a tense and serious topic?"
"Anyway, I didn't believe it," Shan Chong turned over in his quilt and yawned, "My mother said that I just picked up a pretty girl on TV and claimed her as my wife, as if I had offended some international superstar."
What little girl wouldn't be happy to be praised?
Even though the phone screen was blurry, the man's eyes lit up when he saw her: "Really? 'Pretty girl'?"
Seeing that she was happy and no longer nervous, he raised the corner of his lips and said "hmm".
She threw herself back onto the bed and, with a "puff", fell back into the soft quilt.
"Shan Chong."
The obedient voice, deliberately suppressed, sounded ten thousand times more obedient than the TV -
"I missed you."
she said.
…
Before this, Wei Zhi always thought it was ridiculous for those CQY people on the Internet to sleep with a live microphone.
Snoring, grinding teeth or something like that, right? That's so embarrassing.
But when it comes to her, it doesn’t seem to be that standard. The main reason is that later in Chongli, she almost fell asleep every night with her head buried in the man’s arms, listening to his heartbeat...
That night, I hung up the phone with some reluctance.
She wasn't the only one missing him.
In the afternoon, Shan Chong got on the plane first, and then the senior brother posted a short video of the plane flying over the sky in the group, tagging Wei Zhi, saying that she was gone, and the master's father's soul was also lost. He didn't want to ski anymore, didn't want to jump on the stage, and couldn't carve anymore...
Backstab summary: Being in love does affect the speed of the blade.
While Wei Zhi hypocritically expressed his surprise in the group, "Oh, he's back home too," he felt a strong sense of satisfaction from being needed.
Her attitude was very good throughout the day.
From the moment Shan Chong got off the plane, he started to show concern and act coquettishly, being extremely clingy.
They chatted for a while in the evening, and the atmosphere was so sticky in the end... Oh, she was worried that Shan Chong missed her too much, affecting his normal life, and secretly hid under the quilt and cried.
In the end, she fell asleep listening to his voice. She didn't know when the call was hung up. When she woke up the next morning, it seemed that he hung up after listening to her sleeping for a while.
It's very sweet.
When she woke up at noon the next day, Wei Zhi felt that the preserved egg and lean meat porridge she drank was sweet. She smiled throughout the whole process, which made Jiang Nanfeng, who had breakfast with her, sneer at her.
"If you smile at a bowl of porridge again, I will throw the bowl of porridge in your face."
"Don't be so fierce!"
"...Don't act like a spoiled brat in front of me," Jiang Nanfeng threw away the half-eaten barbecued pork bun in his hand, "Ew!"
Wei Zhi rolled his eyes at her and said righteously, "This is jealousy."
"Me?" Jiang Nanfeng almost laughed out loud when he saw her being overwhelmed by longing and being so proud of herself. "What are you jealous of?"
"Did you quarrel with Lao Yan because of his lessons?" Wei Zhi said in a deliberately annoying tone, swiping the porridge with one hand and pulling Jiang Nanfeng's sleeve with the other, "My boyfriend is different. In order to reassure me, he not only doesn't take lessons, but he doesn't even go to the ski resort anymore!"
Jiang Nanfeng listened to her patiently, looked her up and down like a lunatic, uttered a ridiculous "Ha", and said, "Yeah, yeah, that's the best!"
"Why not?"
When the latter rolled his eyes and pulled back his sleeves, the girl teased him while taking out her cell phone and continuing to send WeChat messages to her boyfriend.
He woke up earlier than her this morning, and the two chatted for several hours without interruption...
Then Shan Chong said that he was going to have lunch and had to go out after that.
The frequency of chatting has dropped.
Weizhi glanced at WeChat. Their chat history stopped at half an hour ago when she asked him what he had eaten for lunch. Then about five minutes ago, the man replied to her, saying that he had eaten something casually and his signal was not very good now.
The chat frequency has dropped so much that it's like a Waterloo drop.
【Girl: Where have you been? 】
[Girl: Why is the signal so bad? ]
[Girl: What were you busy doing all morning? Why did you suddenly disappear? ]
Ten minutes later, the other side replied:
【Chong: In the car.】
…
If Weizhi still hadn't figured out what kind of car had a bad signal in the morning...
At dinner time, she suddenly realized that the so-called "car" was the "car" in "high-speed train".
Isn't that outrageous?
She also thought it was outrageous.
That is, she took out her phone during dinner to check her boyfriend’s short video platform business situation. Unexpectedly, she clicked on the first message sent by a completely unfamiliar guy in the online community.
White text on a black background, with the accent of an old man from Northeast China.
【Guess, who did my son (three times) meet at Songhua Lake? 】
The next second, all that appeared on the screen was a man in a black sweatshirt, sweatpants, and a black safety helmet, jumping out from an unfamiliar ski resort, an unfamiliar park, and an unfamiliar diving platform. It was just a small diving platform, and he implicitly did a double cork 360° and landed!
As the sun sets, the man's slender figure and flowing posture attract crazy whistles and praises from the crowd around him!
The old man from Northeast China said in a voice-over:
[The gods have descended to Songhua Lake, how awesome. 】
【If you want to learn the park's technology for free, why don't you come quickly? 】
Weizhi: “…”
It's not an exaggeration at all. She was stunned at the time.
When she opened the comments section, she found that some people were just as confused as she was. A passerby left a comment: Who is this? Shan Chong? Is he at Songhua Lake? Today?
The poster replied: Well, we were scared to death when we first arrived (laughing and crying.JPG)
Weizhi: “…”
Apparently, it wasn’t just the Jilin snow friends who were frightened to death.
It's like missing you for a whole city——
The man who shocked the world, shocked the snow circle, brainwashed everyone and fled Chongli for love...
The next day we appeared at Songhua Lake Ski Resort in Jilin City, Jilin Province.
Nice.
applaud:).