Chapter 100 Infatuation
Bai Shu'an was still immersed in the delicate conversation last night. Luo Hanfeng's song was over. This suddenly calming atmosphere finally pulled back the thoughts she had escaped from for a long time...
Just now, she was meditating, but she didn't know when Jingmin had left her seat and walked to the balcony outside the window.
The cold wind flew up her thick dark green plaid coat, and a big wavy curly hair flew around, which did not seem to be in harmony with her thin and petite figure...
For a long time, her eyes have been quietly looking ahead, as if some wonders there are deeply attracting her.
Bai Shu'an sighed. Since the last incident, Jingmin's petite body has lost a circle. Now the cold wind outside the window is tight for a while. I'm really worried that her thin figure will be swept away at any time...
Luo Hanfeng's eyes also followed Bai Shu'an's eyes, and his eyes were full of anxiety. At this time, Bai Shu'an had gone to the bedside and picked up a plush blanket, then turned around and walked out of the balcony, gently putting the blanket on Jing Min's shoulder.
Jing Min's body trembled slightly, but she did not look back. Bai Shu was surprised at ease. She followed her sight and was far away, facing the downstairs of her room. Bai Shu'an saw an equally thin figure standing under a withered osmanthus tree.
The street light line downstairs is dim, and it can be faintly seen that the man's face has turned red with cold. The piercing cold wind blew his short hair messy. Although he was wrapped in a thick coat, his body still couldn't help shaking...
Bai Shu'an was a little confused. In order to get Jingmin's forgiveness, Qingyu now adopts a bitter meat trick. However, some time ago, when Jingmin's mood collapsed, the man borrowed wine in the dance hall to relieve his worries and seemed to have no courage to face...
So now, is it that his mind suddenly wakes up, or does he finally understand what is the most important thing?
The two looked at the resolute figure downstairs, until Luo Hanfeng also felt strange and just got up and planned to walk out of the balcony.
Just at this time, Luo Jingmin suddenly turned her head, tightened the plush blanket on her shoulder, and said calmly, "Sister-in-law, it's too cold here. Let's go in."
Bai Shu'an's eyes once again swept the figure in the cold wind, and finally followed Jingmin into the room.
Maybe she wanted to completely block the piercing cold wind, or maybe she wanted to completely forget the familiar figure in the cold wind. The tall floor-to-ceiling window was tightly closed by Jingmin. After doing all this as if nothing had happened, she turned back to Luo Hanfeng standing in the window and said, "Brother, the song you just played is so beautiful. Why? I've never heard of it?"
Luo Han hooked his lips calmly, fixed his deep eyes on Bai Shu'an's face on the opposite side, and said meaningfully, "Of course you haven't heard of my new song. Today is the first time to play it!"
Jingmin squeezed her lips and smiled, leaned her hairball-like body against Bai Shu'an's chest, deliberately rubbed it, and praised narrowly, "My brother is really talented. I don't know the name of this song?"
Luo Hanfeng pretended to be mysterious and said, "I won't tell you!"
"Well, I know it even if I don't say it. It must be related to my sister-in-law." ......
The quarrel between the brother and sister swept away the embarrassment accumulated between the three people for many days. Bai Shu'an, who stood quietly on one side, also smiled gently.
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After this day, every night, under the withered osmanthus tree, Bai Shu'an will find this familiar figure. Although her face is thin and shivering with cold, she still stands persistently.
The figure has stood for a long time, and it seems to be integrated with the osmanthus tree, which is quite moving.
Bai Shu'an doesn't know if Jingmin's injured heart has not been touched. She doesn't know how many pairs of eyes in this Luoyuan are quietly enjoying this sad scene with her. She only knows how the figure stands, no one has come forward to give a greeting, and no one dares to send a little warmth...< /P>
It seems that everyone has a good heart, and only regards him as a touch of embellishment by the osmanthus tree, that's all...
*****
Five days later, the second snow of this winter came in a hurry. Compared with the first snow, this time it was crazy.
After the gloomy sky accumulated thick clouds for many days, from this morning, the huge snowflakes like cotton wool fell on a large area. The seemingly flying white elf soon covered the inside and outside of the cloud city with a thick layer of white clothes. In the evening, it was enough to make the feet sink deep.
Luo Jingmin's window was dark, the window door was closed, the thick curtains were covered, and even the wind outside was almost isolated.
The room was silent, and only a big bell at the head of the bed was ticking. The big princess was pink **. A petite figure covered his head and hid deep in the wide quilt. The golden quilt fluctuated slightly up and down, and a low sobs came from the inside out...
In the osmanthus garden buried by white snow outside the window, a thin figure is like a snowman because it is covered with thick snow layers, leaving only confused eyes, and the frozen purple nose and lips are still exposed in the air...
On the floor-to-ceiling window sill on the easternmost side of the second floor, every half an hour, a long figure comes out, and then wanders for a moment. The clear eyes are struggling, unbearable, and endless worries...
The blizzard is still going on crazily. The snowman's eyes have been completely covered. For a long time, his body has not moved. Maybe he has frozen, maybe...
Finally, the long figure hovering on the balcony suddenly rushed into the room and shouted to the handsome man who sat alone on the sofa reading the newspaper and looked completely indifferent, "Luo Hanfeng, if it goes on like this, it's really going to die. Isn't the man outside your good brother, but you are still Are you in the mood to read the newspaper here?"
"Don't you always think that the person outside deserves it? So now, isn't it the best opportunity to punish him?" The figure buried deep in the sofa did not raise his head. He only sent such a sentence lightly and continued to read his newspaper.
Yes, when she learned that the unintentional man actually stepped on two boats, no, to be precise, she had exhausted thousands of sails and hurt the hearts of one woman after another. A man like this deserves to be abandoned and tortured by the women in the world!
However, judging from his performance in the past few days, his bitter meat has clearly been completely upgraded. He blocked his life to save Jingmin's heart. No matter how careless a man is, he only has one life. He really doesn't even care about his life, just for a woman, a woman he really loves?
Suddenly, Bai Shu'an's heart was in a mess. What was right, what was wrong, what should be done, and what should not be done?
She wandered around anxiously like an ant on a hot pot in the room. Finally, she couldn't help rushing into the blizzard outside the balcony again. This time, she was shocked by the scenery she saw in her eyes, and the lonely snowman under the osmanthus tree turned into a pair...