After the porridge was cooked, Shen Mingzhu specially served two bowls and sent them to Yan Su and Han Zibin upstairs.

Han Zibin's room was near the stairs. Shen Mingzhu sent him there first, but when she entered the room she found that he was not there.

…

After washing up, Yan Su returned to the room and was surprised to see the person lying on the bed. The personal belongings on the bedside table showed that she had not gone to the wrong place.

So, the person on the bed took the wrong step.

Just as she was debating whether to pack up and move next door, or have someone take Han Zibin off the bed, she suddenly heard footsteps in the corridor. In a panic, she subconsciously closed the door.

Why close the door? It's hard to tell.

Smelling the alcohol odor that became stronger due to the lack of air circulation in the room, Yan Su couldn't help but slap his forehead in annoyance.

next door.

Seeing that Han Zibin was not in the room, Shen Mingzhu was slightly surprised but did not say anything, nor did she go to the next room to deliver porridge. Instead, she put the two bowls of porridge on the bedside table and went downstairs.

"Wife, have some porridge."

When they got downstairs, Pei Yang attentively handed her the prepared porridge.

While drinking her porridge, Shen Mingzhu glanced at the man with a smile on his face, and some speculation arose in her mind.

She glanced upstairs and asked with her mouth: What did you do? Pei Yang smiled flatteringly: My wife is really good at predicting things.

Pei Yang was very disappointed with Han Zibin, so while Yan Su went to the bathroom to wash up, he quietly packed up Han Zibin and threw him onto Yan Su's bed.

I've helped him so far, and if he still can't do it, then he deserves to be single for the rest of his life.

After reading her man's mind, Shen Mingzhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Although this is a bit of a dirty trick, it is a good idea if you think about it carefully.

I hope Han Zibin can fight for his loyalty and not waste her efforts.

Originally, she was not sure and worried that Yan Su would not have any feelings for a younger brother like Han Zibin.

But the fact that Yan Su came to the party today shows that he is not as indifferent to Han Zibin as he appears to be.

“It’s snowing!”

Someone reminded everyone and everyone looked out the window.

I don't know when it started snowing outside, and it was falling like light goose feathers, turning the roof and the ground white.

Shen Mingzhu put down the bowl of porridge, turned her head and said to the man beside her: "Let's go for a walk."

Pei Yang pinched her cheek lovingly, "Are you drunk? It's snowing outside, look, it's so heavy."

For people in Fengcheng, snow is the same as rain in the south.

Going for a walk on a rainy day, isn't that crazy?

Shen Mingzhu replied: "I know it's snowing."

"Do you really want to go out?" Seeing her persistence, Pei Yang stepped back.

Shen Mingzhu looked out the window and said like reciting a poem: "When it snows, you must take a walk in the snow with the person you love, because if you are not careful, you will grow old together."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"Come on, let's go for a walk."

Pei Yang took the lead and took her hand to walk out, followed by Shen Zhemin and Pei Qiuxia, and then Zhao Dafa and Shen Hongmei.

Growing old with your loved one is such a romantic and sentimental thing.

But this kind of romance and sentiment obviously did not apply to Chen Yi and Pei Wenping, who just sat there without moving.

In the silence, the firewood in the fireplace made a crackling sound.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Yi took the lead in breaking the silence: "Let's go out for a walk too."

"No."

Pei Wenping refused decisively.

Through the window, she could see Chen Yi squatting in the yard with his back to her, waving his hands on the ground, fiddling with something.

After a moment, Pei Wenping withdrew her gaze and started to eat some melon seeds.

After a while, Chen Yi came back to the house, walked in front of her with something in his handkerchief, raised his hand, and the white snow instantly sprinkled all over their heads and bodies.

The cold snow flakes startled Pei Wenping and she shuddered. "Chen Yi, are you sick?"

Chen Yi, with his hair covered in snow, smiled and sat down beside her. "Since you don't want to go out, I can only grow old with you this way."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on her snow-covered head.

Pei Wenping stretched out her hand to brush off the snow, but he grabbed her hand and said, "Don't let it go. I want to grow old with you for a while longer."

Pei Wenping glared at him: "If you are sick, go get treatment. Don't go crazy here."

Chen Yi looked at her: "Wen Ping, I am sick. Lovesickness is the most difficult to cure in the world, and only you can solve it."

Pei Wenping pulled her hand back, stood up and found a towel to wipe the snow off her body and head.

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During this time, Chen Yi wanted to help her, but she rudely blocked him.

After I finished cleaning up and turned around, I saw Chen Yi standing quietly behind me. His snow-covered hair and shoulders made him look particularly serious and pious.

After a few seconds of silent confrontation, she hesitated whether to hand over the towel, but saw Chen Yi slowly bend down, kneel on one knee in front of her, and take out a platinum ring with a round diamond from his pocket.

The tiny diamonds shone brightly under the light.

"I bought this ring a long time ago. I always wear it with me every time I come back, but I never have the courage or guts to show it to you. Until today, I seem to see my cowardly self in Xiao Han."

"Wen Ping, because of my mistake, we missed each other for many years. I am sure of my feelings and love for you. I know that I am unforgivable, but I still want to ask you to trust me again and give me a chance to take care of you, okay?"

…

Crackling.

The sound of burning in the fireplace broke the silence in the room.

Looking at his empty palms, Chen Yi thought to himself: At least the ring is given away, even though he forced it on me.

In the guest room.

The snow outside the window was falling heavier and heavier, and the world seemed to be covered with a quilt, turning silvery white.

Pei Wenping sat with her back to the window, looking down at the ring in her hand, her mind echoing over and over again with the words she used to reject Chen Yi: Chen Yi, I can't make the same mistake again.

But in fact, her refusal was not as firm as it seemed.

Only she herself knew how fast her heart was beating when she saw Chen Yi kneeling on one knee with the ring in his hand.

Who said that if you truly love someone, no matter how long you are apart, you will still be moved when you meet again.

…

Han Zibin woke up thirsty and dimly saw the woman sitting on a chair by the window. He thought he was dreaming and couldn't help but stare at her in fascination.

Until, "Are you awake? If you are, go back to your room."

The real and clear sound made him realize that what he saw was not a dream.

He sat up from the bed in a trance, "...Second Miss...why are you here?"

Yan Su replied: "This is my room. You have gone to the wrong room. Your room is next door."

Although he was still drunk, Han Zibin understood one thing.

He and Yan Su were alone in a room.

He staggered off the bed, but instead of heading towards the door, he went straight to Yan Su.

"Second Miss, can you please not go on a blind date with others?"

"I've liked you for a long time."

In Yan Su's astonished eyes, the man's face was infinitely enlarged in front of her eyes, and his warm lips fell on hers. (End of this chapter)