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All that could be chatted at the dinner table was finished yesterday. In order to avoid embarrassment, Cheng Huan brought an electric heater from his house.

Li Tan unplugged the computer landline from the study, removed the wiring board, and took the heater from the living room to the balcony.

It was snowing slowly outside, Li Tan brought out two bowls of fish soup, and sat on the balcony with Cheng Huan on the left and right to watch the snow scene.

In fact, there is nothing to see. It has snowed for two days in a row, and the branches and buds are covered with a layer of white.

The stove is sandwiched between the two of them like a small sun, passing through a circle of warm orange.

Occasionally, when the wind blows up, a few snow seeds roll into the milky white fish soup, and then disappear in the silent whiteness.

After drinking half of the fish soup, Li Tan even went to the kitchen to boil a few egg pancakes, which were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, accompanied by the indescribable fragrance of the fish soup.

Cheng Huan felt a little drunk.

The heater made a rhythmic "click" sound, which combined with the sound of falling snow formed a quiet white noise.

Full of wine and food, she leaned on the stove in the winter snow, and even the dimming sky outside was so slow.

She doesn't really want to go back.

Cheng Huan casually grabbed the snow seeds on the guardrail and slowly rolled them into a snowball in his hands.

Li Tan looked at her sideways: "What are you doing?"

Cheng Huan just smiled and answered her with actions.

She unhurriedly rubbed two snow balls of different sizes, put them on the guardrail, and grabbed two thorns from the potted cactus on the balcony in the living room, and stuck them on the snowman as arms.

"Do you have black beans at home?" Cheng Huan searched around but couldn't find the right eyes, and turned to ask Li Tan.

Li Tan took out some black beans and sesame seeds from the kitchen.

"The snowman is too small. Sesame seeds are more suitable for eyes."

Li Tan stretched out his hand and gestured, the snowman was not as big as her palm.

Cheng Huan raised his eyebrows, and embedded the sesame seeds one by one.

She found another dead leaf blown by the wind on the balcony and put it on the snowman's head as a hat.

After fiddling, Cheng Huan patted the snow seeds off his hands, very satisfied with his results.

Li Tan also laughed.

Her mood swings have never been great, and when she smiled now, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her eyes were slightly lowered, and her sharp facial features became much softer.

Cheng Huan looked at the snowman in a daze, and suddenly said: "I really hope that the snow will not stop tomorrow."

Li Tan also gave an "um" and stopped talking.

It would be nice if the snow didn't stop.

That way the snowman won't melt.

It will not pass now.

Just when Li Tan hoped that this moment would be eternity, she suddenly heard a click.

Li Tan looked towards the stove.

It was found that Little Sun had stopped the strike very shamelessly.

……

Afterwards, Cheng Huan contracted the job of washing dishes before returning home with the electric heater.

Li Tan reconnected the wiring board at home, tidied up the study for a while, and came across scattered test papers, only to realize that today he was busy fishing during the day, and he hadn't written the two papers that were originally planned for a day.

Li Tan frowned and looked at the time - 09:30.

Then she looked at the language and history that she planned to finish writing today, and decisively abandoned the language.

History is easier to deal with than Chinese. There are dozens of multiple-choice questions. The big questions only need to write keywords. It took Li Tan more than an hour to capture the subjective questions.

Just when she was about to finish in one breath, there was a knock on the door.

so late?Who will it be?

She opened the door and saw that it was Cheng Huan unexpectedly.

"Has something left my house?"

Li Tan was a little surprised, because Cheng Huan never came to the door on his own initiative.

"No." Cheng Huan shook his head with an embarrassed expression, "Can I borrow a night at your place tonight?"

Li Tan thought she heard it wrong, and her eyelids twitched: "Borrow for one night?"

Cheng Huan looked away, her eye sockets and the tip of her nose were still a little red, as if she had just cried, and she seemed to be frozen, "My air conditioner is also broken."

Li Tan asked honestly and sincerely, "Do you want me to go and have a look?"

Cheng Huan was taken aback: "What?"

Li Tan turned sideways and pointed to the toolbox on the balcony: "Maybe I can fix it."

Cheng Huan's eyes widened. She was shocked for a while before letting out a deep breath: "Can you still repair the air conditioner?"

Li Tan nodded calmly: "I have worked in a repair shop and can repair a little bit, but I haven't learned it systematically."

"Then why didn't you offer to fix the electric heater?"

"……No chance."

Cheng Huan recalled that when Little Sun went on strike, in order to avoid embarrassment, she immediately entered the room with the bowls and chopsticks.

"do you need my help?"

Li Tan is indeed a good neighbor.

Whether it is cooking, repairing electrical appliances, or sliding doors and picking locks, it is very homely.

It can solve a series of family problems such as not being able to go to the kitchen, electrical appliances being damaged, and keys being forgotten.

"It's not necessary." Cheng Huan paused, "It's an old air conditioner, I'm afraid you'll completely dismantle it."

Li Tan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the opposite door meaningfully.

The sound-activated lights on this floor in the old corridor have been broken, it is dark, and the dark green anti-theft door to the opposite door is half-hidden, like an abyss.

This feeling of facing the abyss alone is very familiar to Li Tan.

When she starved Chen Zheng to death at home, she faced the corpse face to face for several days.

It will be scary at first, but after a few days, everything becomes irrelevant.

Time will let it all pass.

But it would be better if the buffer time can be longer.

Li Tan didn't say anything, she turned sideways and let Cheng Huan in.

Cheng Huan seemed to have made up her mind that she would open the door, carrying a bag in her hand, which even contained pajamas and a change of clothes.

Cheng Huan was very restrained and kept his distance politely: "As soon as the year is over, I will go to the master to fix it."

Li Tan hooked the door: "OK."

After Fang Chenghuan entered, Li Tan realized a problem.

——How should I sleep?

There is only one master bedroom in her house, and the second bedroom has been converted into a study. Apart from that, the only place to sleep is the sofa.

But Cheng Huan didn't just stay for a day.

"Are you sure you want to come to my house to sleep?"

Li Tan frowned: "Aren't you a clean freak?"

Cheng Huan glanced at the bedroom with an unclear expression: "I want to try."

She felt very shallow, even if Gui Lanfang was alive, she would not easily enter her bedroom to disturb her.

But on the night of New Year's Eve, Cheng Huan clearly remembered that she slept deeply in Li Tan's arms.

She didn't change the sheets, nor did she use the cleaner-looking shower gel, everything was covered by the scent of green grass.

It's like going back to the past.

Even more reassuring than ever.

Even if it's never been the case before.

This is also the reason why Cheng Huan tossed and turned in his own room, and finally decided to come to Li Tan's house to try his luck.

Something is quietly sprouting.

Whether it's good or bad, Cheng Huan wants to make sure.

Li Tan hugged the new quilt, "That's fine."

Then try it.

As it turned out, that night was indeed an accident.

Li Tanchenghuan shared half of the bed, almost rolled to the edge of the bed and almost fell to the ground, which could not reduce their sensitivity to the presence of one more person in the space.

In the middle of the night, Li Tan stared at the ceiling in a daze.

She could clearly hear Cheng Huan's breathing, which quietly spread in the darkness and entangled her ears secretly.

Li Tan was already very vigilant, and would wake up whenever someone approached her, let alone Cheng Huan who was sleeping next to her?

She stayed up all night before, and she thought it was because Cheng Huan hugged her too tightly, but when she did it again, it didn't get better, but worse.

Li Tan: "Are you awake?"

Cheng Huan: "Yes."

Li Tan turned his back, pillowed on his arm, and forced himself to close his eyes: "It's too late, go to sleep."

Cheng Huan also turned over and lay straight on the bed, the hairy feeling on his back was finally flattened.

"it is good."

The next day, the two began to discuss taking turns sleeping on the sofa with thick dark circles under their eyes.

Li Tan was cooking small wontons, saw the wontons floating up, and asked, "Are you going to sleep in the living room or should I sleep in the living room tonight?"

Cheng Huan pushed back the hair that hung down to her chest, and set the table and chopsticks. She looked at the clear sky and said, "Let's go see the snowman later. If the snow melts, I'll sleep outside."

Li Tan responded, turned off the fire, "Okay."

Li Tan rummaged through the box to find disposable paper bowls, but found that the stock had run out.

Her expression gradually became serious.

"what happened?"

Cheng Huan got into the kitchen, puzzled.

Li Tan put the facts in front of her, opened the cupboard, pointed to the clean, shiny dishes that had been washed many times with his eyes, and said in a serious tone, "You choose."

Cheng Huan's pupils shrank slightly, and he tried hard to make a choice, but in the end he remained silent for a while, turned around and went home to take a set of his own bowls and chopsticks.

She took a bite of the small wonton. The skin was thin and the meat was thick, the filling was juicy and the aroma was tangy.

Obviously not instant food bought outside.

Cheng Huan had to admit that Li Tan was really good at cooking.

"What else can you not do?" She couldn't help being curious.

Li Tansheng's hand paused for a moment, she thought seriously, then shook her head slowly: "It seems not."

She came over without changing her face, "These are essential skills for life."

Cheng Huan was at a loss for words.

She suddenly felt like a waste.

The two ran to the balcony with the small bench as before, eating and basking in the sun.

The early sun in early winter is not warm at all, but it is better than being wrapped in gold. The pure white is wrapped in a mass of warm gold, which makes people feel the haze in their hearts.

"You sleep on the sofa tonight." Cheng Huan scooped up another small wonton, looked at the unmelted little snowman and laughed, then turned to Li Tan and said, "This is God's will."

Li Tan stared at her slightly parted red lips, and bit down half of the wonton in the spoon. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he let out a "yes" from his nasal cavity.

Cheng Huan was uncomfortable being stared at by her, so he quickly turned back, and after eating a few mouthfuls, he said that it was cold outside, and hurried into the room.

She drifted past Li Tan like the wind, leaving a fragrance in the cold winter.

The brain that stayed up all night was also inspired a lot.

At this moment, another gust of wind blew fine and dense light snow.

The sun was clearly out, but the wind and snow still had no intention of stopping.

Li Tan looked at the snowman who was not even the size of a palm, and wanted to laugh for no reason.

It seems that this snowman can stay a little longer.

"By the way, does school start tomorrow?" Cheng Huan knocked on the glass door behind Li Tan, and her voice came through the glass.

Li Tan came back to his senses, counted the days, and gave an affirmative answer.

The past few days have been so idle that I even forgot the time.

"Then have you finished your paper?" Cheng Huan opened a crack, and the cold wind poured in from the balcony.

She looked condescendingly at Li Tan: "I haven't moved the Chinese paper yet, can you borrow me to copy the multiple-choice questions?"

Li Tan swallowed the last small wonton with a sincere expression: "...to tell the truth, I didn't do it either."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Oouo, Yimushan 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 40 bottles of Lin Fantuan; 10 bottles of PLMM everyone loves; 5 bottles of old friends who don't know the date of return;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!