MTL - Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother-Chapter 168 boon of winter

  Chapter 168 The Gift of Winter

"my son."

   Fei Zhen's voice was devoid of emotion, as if he was talking about someone who had nothing to do with him, "Don't you guys know better than me?"

Why?

  Lu Yang's eyebrows were a little puzzled.

   But he didn't ask aloud.

  She won't be entangled, and she will continue to ask according to his words.

   Overlooked.

  Lu Yang stood up slowly, and said to Fei Zhen: "Someone has picked me up, so I'll go first, see you, President Fei."

   Fei Zhen didn't stop her, but Jianmei frowned calmly.

  Jiang Yanzhou held a wet umbrella in one hand, put the other hand in his pocket, and held a scarf on his arm.

  He stood under the white light, with a pair of bright brown eyes, as she approached, gradually shed a little warmth.

   Putting down the umbrella in his hand, he took two steps forward, and stopped in front of her, first stuffed her hands into the pockets of his warm coat, and then wrapped the scarf around her neck.

  The temperature in Yuncheng dropped suddenly.

  Lu Yang's exhaled breath lingered between the two of them, looking into his beautiful eyes, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   "How did you come so fast?"

  Ten minutes ago, she and Fei Zhen reached an impasse in the conversation, and she glanced out the window out of boredom, typing a sentence on the screen with her fingers.

  She posted a post.

  ly: Will it snow in Cloud City this winter?

   Within a few minutes, she saw his post.

  Jiang Yanzhou: Yes.

   She became a little interested, clicked into his page, and watched it with relish.

   Nickname is simple Z, nothing can be seen for three days, almost one post every day.

  Lu Yang felt that Jiang Yanzhou didn't seem like someone who would post casually every day, so he was quite surprised when he saw it.

  So, she sent him a message with surprise.

  —The taste of this restaurant is not bad, let's eat together next time.

  He received the message and immediately said that he would come to pick her up.

  Jiang Yanzhou pressed her scarf with his fingertips, exposing her lips, and said in a warm voice, "I'm nearby, come here sooner."

  Nearby, with a scarf?

  Lu Yang is not stupid, but he did not expose it.

  Fei Zhen watched Jiang Yanzhou hold Lu Yang's hand indifferently and leave, while Qin Jue stood aside, hesitating to speak, how could he speak in such a low atmosphere?

  It took a long time before he bit the bullet and said, "Mr. Fei, Miss Jiang Ruzi is back."

  The moment the words came out, Qin Jue felt a chill down his spine.

  This winter seems to be colder than ever.

  It was as if the air was freezing.

  After coming out of the restaurant, there was still drizzle falling, Jiang Yanzhou was holding an umbrella in his hand, but the hand he held in his palm broke free from him.

  Lu Yang put his hand back into his pocket, and smiled: "My pocket is small, airtight, and relatively warm."

  His pockets are bigger than hers, and cold wind sneaks in from time to time.

  Jiang Yanzhou stared at her for a few seconds, said "OK", but took out his hand and stuffed it into her pocket, holding her hand tightly again.

   There is little space, so he grips even tighter than before.

   It's like yesterday.

  He covered her hand, and pressed his thin lips against her lips, saying in a hoarse voice, "I got it, do you like it?"

  Like the shore of the sea, the turtle hides in the shell, and the tidal ditch rises.

  The tentacles of the ocean extending into the land.

  The tide rises and falls, leaving a little breath of the ocean.

  Feng Shui has passed, but the lingering fragrance still remains.

  My palm is a little hot.

  The wind doesn't seem to be working.

  The umbrella tilted towards her, and the drizzle flew to his side, and the black hair on his forehead was slightly stained with rain and mist.

  When Lu Yang lost consciousness, his words brought her back.

  He said, "It's snowing."

  Small snowflakes fell on Jiang Yanzhou's neat short hair. Lu Yang turned his head, looked at his handsome face, and asked softly:

   "Jiang Yanzhou, do you like winter?

  Jiang Yanzhou stared at her with deep eyes: "I like it."

  Lu Yang stretched out his hand, a snowflake fell on his palm, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved: "My brother and grandpa like it too."

   "I know," he said, "You are the gift of winter."

  Lu Yang raised his eyebrows, "You even know this?"

  With interest in her bright eyes, she looked into his eyes.

  Jiang Yanzhou slightly opened his thin lips, and asked, "Is your boyfriend qualified?"

  Lu Yang didn't answer him, but asked again: "Then do you know why I'm called ly?"

   The two stopped and looked at each other.

   "Most people think that my ly stands for lymphocyte count, lymphocyte count." She slowly told him, "A small number of people think that the full name of my ly is lightyear, which is a light year, a unit of length."

  “But when my grandparents named me, they never thought that there would be other esoteric meanings.”

   "I know." Jiang Yanzhou stared at her, the emotion and admiration in his eyes were not hidden at all, a smile overflowed from the corner of his lips, and said: "Their wish is not that you save many people, but that you can become their own good doctor."

  What is life?

  Life is about losing and healing at the same time.

  Lu Yang thought.

   If they get separated, meet again.

   Well, he is definitely an amazing comeback.

  (end of this chapter)