Chapter 164: Extra 3 (After so many years, my eyes and eyebrows have become a book - Jiang Nuanzhu, Xu Heyi)
Midwinter has arrived, and the streets of the capital are covered with white snow.
A heavy snow covered all the flowers and plants in the garden overnight.
When Junyi woke up early in the morning, she couldn't help but exclaim.
"Dad, it snowed heavily last night!"
Xu Heyi picked up the little guy from behind and said, "Be good, be quiet, mommy is still sleeping."
Xiao Junyi immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth, her big eyes rolling around and she smiled sweetly.
After becoming a father, Xu Heyi's edges and corners were smoothed out by gentleness, and warmth permeated his bones.
He smiled faintly and said, "Let's go wash up first. Dad will take you to the kindergarten to play with the other kids later."
"good!"
Xiao Junyi happily agreed.
Before leaving, he ran to the second floor and secretly gave Jiang Nuanzhu a kiss.
"Mom, it smells nice!"
Jiang Nuanzhu was woken up by a kiss. Before she even opened her eyes, she knew who the cutie was and couldn't help but hug her and rub her.
"Good morning, baby."
"Good morning, Mom. I have to go to school. You can continue to sleep and sleep soundly."
Jiang Nuanzhu listened to her sweet words and suppressed her laughter: "Go ahead."
The little guy couldn't help but kiss Jiang Nuanzhu on the face again.
Jiang Nuanzhu wiped the saliva from his face and sighed helplessly.
The little guy covered his mouth and laughed.
Xu Heyi leaned against the door and watched the interaction between mother and daughter, smiling helplessly, but his eyes were full of doting.
This time the little girl's movements were very skillful, and Xu Heyi even praised her.
Who knew that as soon as she went out, she went straight to the snow pile in the small garden.
While Xu Heyi was holding up his umbrella, Junyi had already jumped into the snow pile and successfully printed a big word.
“Wow!”
Xu Heyi: "..."
After being lifted up, little Xu Junyi danced with joy: "Daddy, the snow is so cool and comfortable!"
"You'll catch a cold."
"No, my godmother said I'm as strong as a calf, so I won't get sick."
The veins on Xu Heyi's forehead twitched slightly, and he knew it was Ji Ran who said that when he heard this.
"Who was crying there when he had a fever last time?"
As he said this, he brushed the snow off her and stuffed her into the car.
Thinking of the last time he had a fever, Xu Junyi shrank his neck, sat obediently in the car, and didn't dare to move.
Although she seems well-behaved, she is actually thinking that she can play in the snow as much as she wants once she goes to kindergarten.
But your dad is still your dad.
Xu Heyi handed the girl over to the teacher and reminded her, "Teacher, Junyi loves to play in the snow. Please keep an eye on her and don't let her sneak out to play in the snow."
When the usually gentle teacher heard these words, his eyes were like precise lasers, locked on Xu Junyi the whole day.
Little Xu Junyi pouted in grievance.
Xu Heyi touched her little head and said, "Your aunt is here to pick you up tonight. Dad and Mom are going out to play."
"I want to go too!" Little Xu Junyi tilted his neck, looking quite unconvinced.
"No." Xu Heyi was always patient. "Mom and Dad also need their own private space."
The child's head dropped, "Okay."
Xu Heyi smiled and said, "I'll take you with me next time?"
Little Junyi immediately looked up with a smile on her face, and excitedly hugged Xu Heyi's face and kissed him, "I love daddy the most!"
Xu Heyi waved his hand and sent the person away.
In the afternoon, Jiang Nuanzhu prepared to drive to pick up Xu Junyi after get off work.
As soon as I went downstairs, I heard a horn.
Turning around, I saw Xu Heyi's arm resting on the steering wheel, with two buttons of his shirt undone. His handsome face showed the calmness of time and composure in the face of emergencies, making him even more charming.
Jiang Nuanzhu was stunned for a moment. Wen Ying, who was walking down the stairs behind her, saw her and touched her shoulder with a smile.
"The boss lady is here to pick me up~ What a loving couple~"
Her smile was full of teasing, but Jiang Nuanzhu didn't care. "I'm leaving now. I'll share with you the surprise your boss lady prepared for me later."
Wen Ying: "..."
Opening the car door and sitting in the passenger seat, Jiang Nuanzhu said with a smile: "Where are you taking me?"
"You guessed it before I even told you?"
Jiang Nuanzhu tried to pull the seat belt but failed, so Xu Heyi leaned over and pulled it for her, and then helped her fasten the seat belt.
His voice was low and mellow: "Won't you reward me?"
Jiang Nuanzhu hooked her arm around his neck and kissed him on the cheek, "Wait and see what surprise my Mr. Xu has in store for you."
"I will definitely fulfill the promises I made before."
The appointment you made before?
Jiang Nuanzhu really couldn't figure it out for a moment.
Watching the car drive away, Teacher Wen shook his head and said, "Look at the life this couple is leading. They are simply as happy as gods."
Jian Li stuffed a lollipop in her mouth and said with a smile: "Why, you want to get married too?"
Teacher Wen sighed: "I regret it."
"Do you regret kicking your ex-boyfriend out so quickly?"
Wen Ying's eyes narrowed, "I regret kicking him out and will find a man to marry immediately!"
Jian Li pouted, "Are you envious of Boss Jiang? But not everyone can meet a man like Mr. Xu."
Wen Ying looked up at the sky: "No matter if he is a scumbag or not, at least try to sleep with him first."
Jian Li: "...Excuse me."
…
Arriving at the destination, Jiang Nuanzhu was stunned: "Zhongming Temple."
Xu Heyi unbuckled his seatbelt and raised his thin lips slightly: "Yes. The plum blossoms in Zhongming Temple are blooming. I should have accepted the invitation a long time ago."
"You still remember..." Jiang Nuanzhu smiled.
Xu Heyi: "I said, I will never forget what I promised you."
He got out of the car and walked around to the other side, taking Jiang Nuanzhu out by the hand. "Before, when Junyi was little, she never came. Now she is three years old, and the plum blossoms in Zhongming Temple have bloomed three times."
Little Xu Junyi was born strong, but was always prone to illness.
Old Master Jiang specially found an old monk to calculate his horoscope. He said that he wanted to change his name, so he chose the character "Jun". He also said that Xu Heyi had a noble destiny, so he borrowed the character "Yi" from his name and changed his name to Xu Junyi.
Because the child was often sick, the couple didn’t go out much in the past two years.
Jiang Nuanzhu didn't intend to see the plum blossoms in Zhongming Temple, but she was surprised that Xu Heyi had remembered it for three years.
The two went to Zhongming Temple. After burning incense and praying in the main hall, Jiang Nuanzhu also asked for a peace talisman.
I asked for it for the little girl at home.
After finishing everything, he went to see Xu Heyi's surprise.
It was also a coincidence that as soon as the two of them left the hall, heavy snow began to fall.
Xu Heyi borrowed an oil-paper umbrella from somewhere and covered Jiang Nuanzhu's head steadily.
Jiang Nuanzhu raised her hand to catch a few falling snowflakes. Xu Heyi smiled deeply, "I know who Junyi learned this love of playing in the snow from."
Jiang Nuanzhu gave him a coquettish look.
Turning around, the garden full of blooming red plum blossoms came into view.
The red plum blossoms and the snow-covered branches look like a crystal clear glass world.
Led by Xu Heyi, the two walked deep into the plum forest and saw tea sets and chess boards placed under the eaves.
The water on the small red clay stove next to it has been boiling for a while, and the mist is curling up, creating a distant artistic conception.
Jiang Nuanzhu likes this kind of leisurely and distant atmosphere the most.
The two sat opposite each other. Jiang Nuanzhu pinched the red plum in the sky-blue porcelain vase next to her and sniffed it. A refreshing plum fragrance penetrated her nose.
Her eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and against the backdrop of the red plum blossoms, they are three parts whiter than snow and one part more beautiful than the plum blossoms.
Xu Heyi calmly brewed tea and brought the cup to Jiang Nuanzhu.
"I asked Yanyan to pick up Junyi today. Now the time is ours."
Jiang Nuanzhu chuckled softly, like a swaying red plum blossom, shaking the white snow off the branches.
She held the cup and sniffed it, "What a fragrant tea~"
He picked up another black chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.
A crisp sound.
Jiang Nuanzhu's voice was soft: "Let's play a round? But you have to let me."
Xu Heyi was full of indulgence, "Okay, I'll allow you to regret your move at will, how about that?"
Jiang Nuanzhu nodded with satisfaction.
A gust of wind blew, and the red plum blossoms in the garden swayed. The snow on the ends of the plum blossoms fell down, and the rich plum fragrance passed through the corridor.
Jiang Nuanzhu supported her chin, sniffed the fragrance of tea, and stared at Xu Heyi with curved eyes.
At this moment, there was peace and tranquility, as if one could already see the two people's gray-haired appearance.
After so many years, my eyebrows and eyes have become a book.
…
With Xu Heyi letting Hai go, Jiang Nuanzhu won the first game.
She rubbed her wrist and said domineeringly: "I want the black pieces in the next round."
Xu Heyi said nothing and just put all the black pieces she had picked up on her side.
Jiang Nuanzhu smiled with satisfaction, turned her head, and saw a familiar figure in the corridor in the distance.
Heavy snow was falling. Fu Qingyin had her black hair tied up lightly. She was wearing a light green cheongsam with white edges. Her waist was as slender as white and her figure was graceful.
She walked calmly through the cold wind and flying snow, her figure moving slowly among the plum blossoms, her waist straight, her aura ethereal and cold.
A tall figure suddenly appeared behind him. He was wearing a finely tailored suit and holding a black umbrella. He was as steady as a mountain and as cold as jade.
The man caught up with Fu Qingyin in two steps, and held the black umbrella in his hand over Fu Qingyin's head.
Fu Qingyin stopped, his face covered by a black umbrella.
One could only vaguely see the two of them having a conversation. The man raised his hand indifferently and wiped the snow off her shoulder. The profile of his face was as cold as a knife, and he exuded an air of nobility.
As if during the negotiation, the man's coldness softened a little.
The two walked up the corridor side by side, holding an umbrella.
The umbrella was folded, the snow fell, and under the cover of plum blossoms, the man and Fu Qingyin walked side by side.
Looking at his aura, he is like a solitary pine standing alone on the rocks; when he is drunk, he is like a jade mountain about to collapse.
…
Fu Qingyin and Song Zheng
——A glance in my life, and it lasts till the end of my life.
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