The south of the mountain and the north of the water are the sun

Shen Nannan didn't get in touch with Su Shuibei and Li Weiyang all day, and was blowing up at home.

Li Weiyang's cell phone kept ringing non-stop, full of news from Shen Nannan.

Li Weiyang only took one look, and almost shouted to Su Shuibei and Li Weiyang to go online quickly, "I'm busy." Li Weiyang replied hastily.

"What are you up to! Applause!" Shen Nannan said without shame.

Li Weiyang took two photos of himself and Su Shuibei eating Haidilao and sent them to Shen Nannan to give him a good meal.

Shen Nannan immediately called and cursed as soon as he got through, denouncing their behavior of eating alone behind her back.

Li Weiyang was very frightened, "If you have the ability, you can come here by high-speed train."

Shen Nannan yelled loudly, "Su Shuibei! You should clean up this bitch Li Weiyang at night!"

Shen Nannan's voice was too loud, the clerk at the side must have heard it, and couldn't help but glance at Li Weiyang.

This boy Li Weiyang blushed because of Shen Nannan's unrestrained speech.

Hanging up the phone in a hurry, Li Weiyang took a sip to calm down, and then went to pick up food for Su Shuibei.

"I'm full." Su Shuibei said lightly, and then said to the waiter, "Ourselves, thank you."

"Okay, call me if you need anything." The waiter said, and left politely.

Su Shuibei put some meat into the pot for Li Weiyang to cook.

While the heat was rising, Li Weiyang was always grinning as if he was drunk.

Eating with someone you like, especially when that person is busy preparing food for himself, is really super happy.

That's why cooking becomes the secret way to happiness. Whether it's a simple or complicated meal, as long as you enjoy it with full sincerity, you will be so happy when you sit across from it!

Because they were full and felt that the shopping mall was not far from home, the two decided to stroll home after dinner.

There were already few pedestrians on the road, only some hurrying on trams, and then there were cars passing fast.

Almost all the shops along the street on both sides are closed, only the convenience store and fast food are still on.

The trees on both sides are full of colorful lights, flowing and gorgeous like fireworks.

Amidst the blinding lights, the two of them walked one after the other.

Li Weiyang hummed "IAmYou" in front of him happily like a little boy.

This was the first time Su Shuibei heard Li Weiyang sing.

But to be honest, this guy sang pretty well.

The voice is deep and deep, full of confidence, like a subwoofer, very flavorful.

Su Shuibei couldn't understand this foreign language song, only that part, lalidadidada...

The tune is beautiful, as beautiful as the night tonight, as beautiful as the street tonight.

The tip of the nose was suddenly cold, Su Shuibei raised his hand and touched it, it was wet.

Only then did he raise his head and look towards the sky, where tiny snowflakes carefully followed the light of the street lamps and slowly fell down.

Li Weiyang also noticed the change in the weather, stopped humming, turned to look at Su Shuibei and said, "It's snowing."

Su Shuibei raised his head again and looked up to the sky.

It was still tiny snowflakes just now, but now it has become clusters of snowflakes, falling very freely and freely.

Su Shuibei sighed, and only said lightly, "Let's go."

This curse-like snowy weather made Su Shuibei breathless every time.

Even though he was very irritable, he took the initiative to hold Li Weiyang's hand.

The snow fell harder and harder.White flowers accumulated on the hair of the two of them, on Li Weiyang's plaid coat, and on Su Shuibei's black down jacket.

The wind gushed out from the mouth of the alley, blowing the snow head-on.

Li Weiyang let go of Su Shuibei's hand, helped him put the hat on his head, then took Su Shuibei's hand again, and continued walking forward.

The huge hat almost blocked Su Shuibei's line of sight. He turned his face sideways and looked up at the man in front of him. Looking at the heavy snow in front of him amidst the bright lights, he suddenly felt that the snow was not as scary as before.

For a moment, he felt that the man walking on his left was not Li Weiyang, but more like his mother.

This kind of deja vu made Su Shuibei's nose sour.

On the snowy day when he was most afraid, worried, and flustered, he found a sense of security in this man.He himself also finds it ironic that he is obviously the strong one, but he finds a sense of security in another person.

Although Su Shuibei has always refused to admit it, he has no father since he was a child, and he has only a mother who has been tortured by rumors since he was a child. In fact, he is particularly insecure.

He doesn't have a strong pillar like other kids.

He grew up in a group of confident children with a bluff, and the more indifferent, cold, and cold-blooded he decorated himself, the more fragile and weak he was in his heart.

He pretended to be a man bigger than the sky and stronger than the mountain.In fact, without his mother, he is really just an empty shell.

And now the man next to him just walked with him on the snowy road without saying a word. To put it bluntly, he felt that he was very much like his mother.

The mother who tolerated, sheltered, and indulged herself.

Yes, a mother who is like a patron saint will still pay attention to her children all the time even after she passes away.

No matter how much the child resists, no matter how unwilling he says, no matter how impatient he shows, or even how many times he drives away boredom, a mother who is like a patron saint will always be very close to her son.

In this heavy snowfall, maybe the mother was telling Su Shuibei, "I found another patron saint for you in the world."

The man next to him is his patron saint.

This kid Li Weiyang was really fed up, and he got into the toilet as soon as he got home.

Su Shuibei then said that he went upstairs to take a shower first, and asked Li Weiyang to go to the toilet on the first floor and take the shower by the way.

Li Weiyang was not happy to yell to wash with Su Shuibei.

"It's cold today, just take a shower and be careful of catching a cold." Su Shuibei went upstairs after saying that.

After a brief rinse, Su Shuibei opened the door of his mother's bedroom.

Mother's bedroom is not big, about 10 square meters.

A double bed, a wardrobe, and a writing desk, this room is almost full.

Su Shuibei turned on the light with a snap, and stood at the door quietly looking at the picture of his mother on the desk.

The sound of Li Weiyang taking a shower came directly from downstairs, and the water splashed on the floor.

Su Shuibei walked to the front of the desk, picked up the photo of his mother and wiped it with his cuff.

In fact, my aunt often comes to clean, and the photo frame is not dirty.

Su Shuibei probably did this just to touch his mother again.

Staring at this photo, Su Shuibei thought a lot.

In his whole life, the thing he regrets the most is that he has never said a good word to his mother, nor has he been soft once.

Although he said that he did everything his mother asked him to do in the end, but he never responded with a smiling face.

After Li Weiyang took a shower, he didn't find Su Shuibei in the bedroom.

"Shuibei." He stood at the door of the bedroom and called out, a little anxious in his tone.

Only then did Su Shuibei come back to his senses, put down the photo in his hand, leaned out to look at Li Weiyang, and said lightly, "I'm here."

Li Weiyang walked towards this bedroom while wiping his wet hair with a towel.

Seeing the photos on the table, Li Weiyang instantly understood.

He asked in a low voice, "Is this mother's room?"

Su Shuibei nodded, and walked to the window sill, trying to open the curtains to let the dark room breathe.

But halfway through, Su Shuibei suddenly froze there.

He was surprised to find that this pot of cactus, which his mother had raised for more than 10 years since he was a child, actually bloomed small yellow flowers in this cold winter season.

Li Weiyang saw Su Shuibei stunned, knowing that he was sad about his mother, thinking that this kid was afraid of seeing things and thinking about others, so he stopped wiping his head, put the towel on his shoulders, and walked to Su Shuibei behind him, hugging him tightly.

Snowflakes are still swirling under the street lamps outside the window, and the white is spreading little by little in the night.

The little yellow flower in front of me is open blatantly, not afraid of the cold wind outside the window, the heavy snow outside the window, or the long loneliness and dark night.

Li Weiyang rested his chin on Su Shuibei's shoulder, and kissed him on the cheek again.

"I will always be with you." Li Weiyang said.

Su Shuibei took one more look at the little yellow flower, turned around to hug Li Weiyang and said, "I'm fine, let's go back to the house."

After finishing speaking, Su Shuibei opened all the curtains, and took Li Weiyang's hand to leave his mother's room.

Li Weiyang, who was walking behind, looked back at the photo and helped his mother close the door.

Although it was said that both of them had slept in the afternoon, they still felt dizzy.

For the two of them, staying up late is already commonplace, but this time they couldn't bear it anymore.

Putting the mobile phone on the bedside table next to him, Li Weiyang said, "I'm so sleepy." Then he fell on the pillow, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

Seeing that this guy's hair was still wet, Su Shuibei pulled him up and said, "Dry your hair before going to sleep."

Li Weiyang narrowed his eyes and said lazily, "I'll be done in a while, I'm sleepy."

Su Shuibei really had nothing to do with him, so he went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer and plugged it into the switch at the head of the bed, let Li Weiyang rest on his lap, and dried his hair for him.

When he put the hair dryer back and came back, Li Weiyang had already fallen into a deep sleep.

It snowed all night outside the window.

It was the first time that Su Shuibei slept so comfortably on a snowy night in the silence of the night.

When I was woken up by my aunt's phone call early the next morning, it was already past 10 am.

Su Shuibei was about to get up to buy breakfast for Li Weiyang, but Li Weiyang hugged him tightly, like holding a puppet.

Even though he felt being poked, Su Shuibei refused to turn around and face him, thinking that everyone was tired, so he restrained himself temporarily.

At this point, Su Shuibei slipped out of Li Weiyang's arms.

"Let's have breakfast." Su Shuibei said, and Li Weiyang laughed when he heard this.