Volume 1, Chapter 373: It turns out that when you miss someone so much, they can appear before your eyes
Little Anan ran into his room excitedly, took a lot of tools, a small shovel, an electric excavator, and was about to go out with Mu Lingyun.
Mu Wushuang was not paying attention for a while when he saw his daughter pulling her uncle out.
"An An, where are you taking your uncle?"
"Mommy, of course I'm going to go downstairs and make a snowman. I want to make a big and beautiful snowman, as beautiful as mommy."
Little An An has a sweet mouth.
"No, even if you praise me, I can't go. It's snowing so heavily outside. If you want to play, wait until tomorrow when the snow stops. Mom and Dad will take you down to play, okay?"
Little An An's mouth flattened, and he immediately became a pitiful little thing.
This made Mu Lingyun very sad.
"It's natural for children to play in the snow, so they should wear more clothes..."
Mu Lingyun dotes on her without limits.
He turned back to the room, took out a scarf and a hat, and wrapped them around An An's neck.
Fully armed, with only her beautiful big eyes showing, she looked at her mother with hope.
The little hand held uncle's, holding it tightly.
"Sister, it's not cold when it snows, it's cold when the snow melts..."
"That won't work either." He said this and turned into the room. When he came out, he was holding an extremely cold down jacket in his hand.
She changed her daughter's clothes again and said, "I'm afraid of you. You can only play for ten minutes, no more."
"Thank you, Mommy!"
Little An An cheered and gave his mother a kiss on the face.
He Zhendong came over and said, "Why don't we go down and play together?"
"Are you still young?"
"Hehe..." He Zhendong smiled warmly.
The next second, Mu Wushuang took his hand and asked, "Are you still not leaving?"
"Yeah, let's go play in the snow!" Little An An ran in front and pressed the elevator.
"Aren't we going to make a snowman?"
Little An An let the cat out of the bag and is now hiding behind his uncle.
Mu Lingyun doted on her very much and held her in his arms.
In the afternoon, the snow in the community was very thick, and it covered the ankles when you stepped on it.
Once little An An came down, it was hard to control him. They were not the only family playing in the snow in the community. Several kids of similar ages soon started playing together.
He mentioned this while chatting with his sister, saying that he found a very interesting milk tea shop today.
Miss milk tea.
"In fact, milk tea itself does not have the taste of missing someone, just like missing rice dumplings. It is because of the concern in the heart that the taste of missing someone can be tasted."
"Sister, can't you put it in a more meaningful way? Why is it so direct?"
Many people are immersed in their own world. It’s not that they don’t understand, but they just don’t want to wake up.
The same goes for him.
"Spring goes and fall comes, the snow is white, I really want her to be by my side."
I don’t know who it was, but someone grabbed the snowball and threw it at Mu Lingyun first.
So, a snowball fight began.
We agreed to only play for ten minutes, but we ended up playing until the evening.
The snow gradually stopped, but my longing for you drifted further and further away.
In a trance, Xiaomei was wearing a white long dress, smiling, walking towards me from a distance in the wind and snow.
Mu Lingyun stretched out his hand and tried hard to grasp happiness.
When I first saw him, my throat felt like it was clogged with cotton wool and I couldn't make a sound.
He suddenly started running.
I chased the figure and ran out of the neighborhood. The cold wind blew into my collar and the snowflakes fell into my trouser legs.
And he seemed to be unconscious.
Keep chasing that figure.
He ran very far, and with his physical strength, he could easily run a marathon.
Just running aimlessly.
Outsiders only saw Mu Lingyun running wildly.
In the community, when my sister and her family found me, it was time for me to go home.
Little An An was very sad because he couldn't find his uncle.
Mu Wushuang made several calls, but no one answered.
Immediately ask He Zhendong to check the community surveillance.
On the other side, Mu Lingyun seemed tireless and chased desperately.
The more they chased, the farther Wen Xiaomei's figure went away, and her snow-white skirt became the same color as the flying snow.
Until you can no longer see it.
He stumbled and fell on the curb, but luckily the snow was thick enough so he was not hurt.
Lying in the snow, tears could not stop flowing out of my eyes.
After resting for a long time, I sat up and found that everything was quiet, with snow on the cold river, flowing water and people living there.
He didn't know where he was running to, but he was attracted by the scenery before him.
The sky was covered in white after the snow, and it was already dark at around five o'clock.
After walking a few steps, Mu Lingyun, who was thirsty, reached out his hand and shook the fence door. There was silence and no one responded.
"Anyone there?"
The gentle voice spread far and wide in the silent night sky.
Through the small gate in the fence, you can still see withered roses on the yard wall.
The ground was covered with snow. Mu Lingyun smiled and thought that the owner of this house had such a leisurely life.
I think he must be an old scholar who has retired here.
The lights on the second floor of the courtyard were bright. Mu Lingyun shouted again, "Excuse me, where is this?"
The gentle voice evokes the deepest thoughts from the depths of memory.
At this moment, Wen Xiaomei had just finished feeding her baby and was holding Xiao Nian Nian to coax her to sleep.
Suddenly, a tenderness that was so familiar that it was engraved in my bones came into my ears.
Wen Xiaomei, who had her back to the window, suddenly turned around and looked out the window. He was standing outside the fence gate.
Facing the wind and snow, he raised his head and looked towards the second floor.
He was excited but also confused. How did he find this place?
Is it a destined coincidence or God's will?
She suddenly felt a little scared, and before she had time to prepare herself, Mu Lingyun appeared in front of her.
Are we going downstairs to meet each other?
Or pretend you know nothing?
There was a fierce ideological struggle in my mind.
In his arms, little Nian Nian also stretched her neck hard to look out the window.
There seemed to be a throbbing sensation of blood connection, making her try hard to see her father clearly.
The man still standing in the snow knew nothing about this.
It turned out that the person he was thinking about was upstairs in the courtyard, holding their daughter and looking at him.
Seeing his thin and haggard face, I don’t know where I got the courage from, but I picked up Xiao Nian Nian, took a few quick steps, and ran down the stairs.
Regardless of whether it was God's will or not, the fact that he was here made Wen Xiaomei no longer want to be hypocritical and refuse to meet him.
Even God couldn't bear to see that.
The snow that had gradually stopped falling began to fall again at this moment.
Amid the falling snow, she stood prettily at the gate of the courtyard.
With tears in her eyes, she looked at him with a distressed expression.
Thinner, more haggard.
Grow a beard and look like an uncle.
Mu Lingyun was just about to turn around through a fence gate.
"Aren't you going to come in and have some hot tea?"
Wen Xiaomei's clear and beautiful voice has become much gentler. After giving birth, even her voice is full of maternal love.
The man's body trembled violently.
He turned around in disbelief.
Eight months and nineteen days, every minute and every second, was spent in longing and searching.
The flying snowflakes fell on the man's head, shoulders, and even his eyebrows were covered with white ice crystals.
Standing in the snow, his feet were stiff, happiness came so suddenly that he was at a loss.
Should you speak first or take a step first?
It seemed like a century had passed, and yet it was just a second, he ran towards the mother and daughter standing under the eaves.
With eyes full of expectation, she received a deep and gentle hug!
He hugged Wen Xiaomei and her daughter tightly in his arms, his eyes red, and he cried: "Xiaomei, I finally found you!"
All hopes and expectations, at this moment, come together into a hug.
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