Chapter 4:

Snow had already accumulated when school was over, Zhang Lianban was terribly excited, wow wow, ran to the yard, Xie Meng wrapped in a coat, a scarf covering most of her face, and then slowly walked into the snow.
For a southern city like Suzhou, it is not easy to have such a large snowfall, and the students' emotions are completely as good as the New Year.
"Let's go for a while." Zhang Lianban looked at Xie Meng expectantly: "Are you taking a vacation with the martial arts hall today?"
Xie Mengla lowered her scarf and exhaled. He looked around the circle and agreed, "Okay."
Zhang Lianbo raised his hands and said "Yeah".
In the distance, Qi Fei shouted at the playground: "Hey! Come on! Come on! Snowball fight with class five!"
Xie Mengshun looked at his voice and saw Ji Qinyang's conspicuous hair color at a glance. Boys wore very little in winter, and their coats were open and rubbing snowballs.
"There are only 20 boys in our class. It's too bad." Qi Fei's obsession with winning or losing is very strong. I feel that both eyes can burn up: "We can't lose in a formation."
Ji Qinyang smiled: "Don't meet, what kind of formation?"
Zhang Lang didn't care about winning or losing in the snowball fight. He was holding a mobile phone to take a selfie, and he wanted to bring Xie Mengla into the camera.
"Don't hold that high." Xie Meng motioned him closer.
Zhang Lianbu was a little worried: "Will my face look fat too close?"
Xie Meng: "..."
Qi Fei went to pinch Zhang's face: "You already have a baby fat! Don't shoot it, come to snowball."
Several people squatted in a circle and rubbed the snow. Only Xie Meng didn't wear gloves, and he got a red fingertip that was frozen. Ji Qinyang saw it and took it off to him.
Xie Meng did not refuse, he showed that kind of sandy snow smile, and said politely, "Thank you."
Ji Qinyang didn't speak. He watched Xie Meng pull the scarf up, covering the tip of his nose, only showing a pair of dark eyebrows, like a childish boy.
"What are you two doing?" Qi Feilun started warming up, and several people in the fifth class on the other side had already stood up: "Ready ... Zhangbang! Don't run wild!"
Zhang Leng avoided the flying snowball, shouting all the way, Qi Fei cursed bad words, dragged him behind, picked up a large snow ball, and threw it out. Ji Qinyang pulled Xie Meng up and a snowball passed between the two. Ji Qinyang struck back and hit the head of the nearest person.
Zhang Lianban also held his phone: "Take a picture!"
Xie Meng escaped a snowball according to his head, only to hear a click, and there was a puppet baby face with the deformation of the screen on the screen.
Zhang Bang: "..."
"..." Xie Meng touched his nose: "Retake it."
Another snowball flew, Xie Meng leaned down and heard the loud "Behind me!" Behind the squad leader, "Throw on time! I didn't see my own!"
Zhang Gangbang straight pumped, he did not take photos, just take a mobile phone to record video.
Qi Fei had snow in both hands, and he smashed into the body like a melee. Ji Qinyang was besieged by several people. His coat and hair were in a mess. Xie Meng unfastened his scarf and shook hard to cover Ji Qinyang. He kicked and flew the snowball that came over, but did not expect the other party to pinch it too loose, and directly turned into snow scum and sprinkled his face.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Zhang Lianba laughed heartlessly, and suddenly he poured a handful of snow into his mouth.
Zhang Bang: "..."
Qi Fei: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha !!!"
Xie Meng wiped off the snow on his face, and when he turned back, he saw Ji Qinyang patting his coat. The boy's fluffy hair was half of the ice residue, and Xie Meng's scarf was hung half on his head and half around his neck. .
Zhang Lianran ran over freezingly. He didn't forget to take a photo. He wanted to take a photo with Xie Meng. Qi Fei also took out his mobile phone to take pictures of the five boys. He habitually asked Ji Qin Jan: "Would you like to have one too?"
Ji Qinyang didn't say bad, he took a picture with Qi Fei around the scarf.
"You are so handsome," Qi Fei mumbled, "I knew I wouldn't take pictures with you."
After hearing it, Zhang Lian came forward and said positively: "Let's shoot! Let's shoot!" He forced Ji Qinyang and Xie Mengdu into the camera, and he could only squat in front of him, making him look bigger. A circle.
"Use my phone." Ji Qinyang suddenly said: "Your phone is almost out of power."
Zhang Lianbang then found out that his mobile phone is running out of power in the upper right corner of the reminder.
Ji Qinyang fiddled with the camera on his mobile phone. He looked at Xie Meng and smiled lazily: "Let's take a picture together?"
Xie Meng feels that he probably finished taking his life's selfies on this day, and Zhang Gang actually took a spare electric board. Ji Qinyang only took one with Xie Meng, and then Qi Fei took the phone and took it. A pile of mess.
Xie Meng returned him a glove.
"Thank you," Xie Meng said with a smile.
Ji Qinyang looked at the other person's smile. He was still wrapped around Xie Meng's scarf, and he did not intend to take off: "I'll go back and wash it before I return it to you?"
"Okay." Xie Meng nodded and added: "Not in a hurry."
When Sun Tian came to Ji Qinyang, the snowball battle was over. Ji Qinyang was looking down to organize the photos taken on his mobile phone. Xie Meng's scarf around his neck covered half of his face.
In fact, in terms of appearance, Ji Qinyang's eyebrows are too elaborate, and he can even use male and female to describe it before his height is raised.
Sun Tian mumbled her boyfriend and said, "I want to take a picture too."
Ji Qinyang raised an eyebrow, his mouth was wrapped in a scarf, and his voice was dull: "No electricity, next time."
Sun Tian complained: "It won't necessarily snow next time."
Ji Qinyang: "Are you shooting differently with your phone?"
Sun Tian is not very happy: "I used your phone to take a screen saver. Couples don't always use each other's photos so much, otherwise how can we prove that we are a couple."
Ji Qinyang didn't say anything. He didn't say anything, and he didn't make any response at all even if Sun Tianyi was.
"Are you listening?" Sun Tian was angry. "I'm talking to you."
Ji Qinyang's arm was retracted from the girl's shoulder. He stood in place, turned his head, and looked at Sun Tian expressionlessly.
The latter banned his voice, and was scared after looking a little panicked. He opened his mouth and seemed to want a soft explanation.
"You go back first." Ji Qinyang opened his mouth, his voice was flat and there were no ups and downs: "I still have something, so I won't give you away."
After picking up the snow fight photo for a long time, Zhang Lianban found a satisfactory one to send to Rourou. He was not too embarrassed to send his own photo to the other party, and only picked a pure snow scene, with a description below .
"Today Xie Meng and I fought a snowball fight. Our class won."
After the text message was sent out, Zhang Lianban was a little bit embarrassed. When she was trying to the pearls in the milk tea, she finally received a reply from the goddess Rourou.
"Good, I don't have time for a snowball fight."
Zhang Liangang started to smirk again, Xie Meng had no scarf and could only stand up the collar of his coat, and looked at Zhang Lianban with some sneer.
"Goddess is back to me." Zhang Lianba cheerfully, after picking up pearls and handing the remaining milk tea to Xie Meng: "You drink, warm."
Xie Meng sighed, holding his milk tea cup and covering his hands, watching Zhang Lianban bow his head and typed the message seriously.
"What do you think I'll do back?" Zhang Bar asked: "Did she have a snowball fight next time?"
Xie Meng thought for a moment: "She is s high, she should be very busy with her studies, and may not have this time."
Zhang Lianban was right to think about it: "Then I reply to her not to be too tired?"
"..." Xie Meng actually had no experience coaxing his girlfriend.
Zhang Gangbang was completely annoyed as a troubled teenager immersed in love, and a text message was sent after editing for a long time.
Xie Meng's car has already arrived, and he greets Zhang Zhangbang: "Go back early."
Zhang Lianbang was still bowing down the information content, not even wasting time to say hello, Xie Meng shook his head helplessly and got himself in the car.
The snow began to fall again.
The speed of the bus is twice as slow as usual. Xie Meng watched the street lights light up, and the snowflakes under the lights fell gently on the ground. Shantang Street was much colder than usual. Concluded.
The snow was getting worse and worse, and Xie Meng fell from the car for a while before falling down. He lowered his head, and a thin layer of hoarfrost accumulated on his eyelashes.
The small bridge is flowing with people, the ship is leaning on the shore of the blue slate, and the houses along the river have been hung with lanterns. Xie Meng walked across the stone arch bridge, and the sky was filled with snow.
Zhang Xiujuan is holding an umbrella. She is wearing a Chinese style jacket in the Republic of China, and under the folded skirt is a pair of embroidered cotton shoes.
"Good wife." Xie Meng took the umbrella handle in her hand: "I'll come."
Zhang Xiujuan patted the snow scum on him, took off the shawl and covered it on the grandson's head: "It's a rare snow, and my wife came out to appreciate the scenery."
Xie Meng tore off his shawl around his cheeks, and snow still stuck to his eyebrows, as if he could see a spring of water under his eyes.
Xie Mengla put half of the shawl on his grandma's shoulder: "You can make a snowman in the yard tomorrow."
Zhang Xiujuan smiled: "How old am I?"
Xie Meng didn't speak, and his cheeks softly froze against Zhang Xiujuan's white hair.
When he learned that Ji Qinyang had set up a drum kit to go back, Mo Suyuan's first reaction was to change his son to a bigger music room.
Ji Shanrong sighed, "You spoil him too much."
Mo Suyuan didn't think: "He usually doesn't manage enough. Of course, it is a good thing that he has hobbies. I don't support your hobbies?"
Ji Shanrong has nothing to say. The Mo family produced tea for generations. It is a well-known tea merchant in Jiangnan. Dongshan has tea fields. The annual income is considerable. Mo Suyuan has a single biography. .
"I could do nothing to marry you back then." Mo Suyuan brewed her tea and handed it to Ji Shanrong. She wore a cheongsam and a graceful figure, with few traces of years left on her face: "Elders can be tolerant. Need blame juniors. "
Ji Shanrong had been with the stone for a lifetime, and naturally he couldn't argue with his wife. He wrote a letter to himself and hung it in the study, which could simply summarize his life.
"Read thousands of books and walk thousands of miles, you will have a good wife and family harmony."
Ji Shanrong drank tea and praised his wife sincerely: "You are my good wife."
Mo Suyuan smiled: "You are also my beloved."
The day before the final exam, Ji Qinyang was still in the music room, and he didn't read the book. Mo Suyuan and Ji Shanrong went to the mountain to live in the duo. Apart from asking for a part-time job, other people would not care about their son. It's easy to get used to it.
Xie Meng's scarf was folded and placed next to the drum, Ji Qinyang supported her head, plugged an earplug, and beat on the leg.
The ringtone of the mobile phone rang three times in a row, and the fourth time Ji Qinyang picked it up impatiently.
"Reviewing it?" Qi Fei didn't mind Ji Qinyang's failure to answer the phone. He always said he had a tenacious spirit: "Come out and open a small stove?"
Ji Qinyang shook the headphone cord and asked, "Who?"
Qi Fei: "Just so many people."
Ji Qinyang chuckled: "Sun Tian has come to you."
Qi Fei was embarrassed: "People just want to rebuild with you ... Is there no chance?"
Ji Qinyang: "She asked someone to mess with Yin Luoxue and thought I didn't know?"
Qi Fei stunned: "I thought you treated Yin Luoxue ..."
"Two things." Ji Qinyang interrupted him: "I know what Yin Luoxue wants to do, but at least it doesn't hurt others. You tell Sun Tian that breaking up is breaking up, don't do anything off the shelf."
Qi Fei sighed: "Okay, don't be angry, come out to play?"
Ji Qinyang did not speak.
Qi Fei knew that there was no hope, so he had to say "I'll see you tomorrow in the exam room" before hanging up.
Ji Qinyang threw away the mobile phone anxiously, and happened to fall on Xie Meng's scarf. He thought about it and picked it up again.
The albums are all photos taken on the day of the snow, most of which were taken by Qi Fei. The various ugly scenes of the fifth class, some inexplicable snow scenes, and even a lot of shots are still spent. Grimace, many people who do not know the back, Ji Qinyang looked and deleted, until the last he saw photos of himself and Xie Meng.
Ji Qinyang asked Xie Meng: "Take a picture together?"
Xie Meng glanced at him and nodded: "Okay."
They stood very close together, their heads almost leaned together, Ji Qinyang's neck was wearing the other's scarf, Xie Meng looked at the camera with no expression, and behind them were Bai Xue, who almost connected the world to the world.
The youth is sunny and the years are right.