Something is wrong with my omega ex-wife

The full moon is filled with a handful of bright and clean, and in this cold night where everything is still, it sprinkles the light of the moon as white as jade to the world.

The night wind was blowing, and the bare branches that had been pruned soundlessly swayed.

The small stone blue western-style building is quietly lit with warm yellow lights, echoing the jade plate hanging high in the night.

A slender figure is faintly reflected on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Shen Shuyu was wearing a white classical nightdress and leaning on the chaise longue on the side of the living room.

The light material was laid lazily on Shen Shuyu's slender calf.

Milky white skin with smooth curves.

There is a hint of sensuality, not too much, not too little, which perfectly interprets the immaturity and tenderness of the girl.

She held two stick needles in her hand, and the bright red wool followed the stick needles up and down.

In the quiet space, there was a crisp sound of "da da" when the sticks and needles collided together.

Zhao Ma came out with a small plate of fresh strawberries from the kitchen, saw Shen Shuyu was still concentrating on knitting the scarf, walked to her side, and persuaded: "Miss, do you want to take a break, you have been knitting for more than an hour. "

Shen Shuyu looked up at the clock upon hearing the sound, it was almost nine o'clock.

Then Shen Shuyu looked at the scarf hanging from her leg, which was no longer than her little arm, and shook her head: "I'll knit a little longer, I'm knitting too slowly."

"Miss knits a very good scarf, and it's not a flat stitch scarf. There are so many patterns here." Zhao Ma said and put the strawberries on the small coffee table by Shen Shuyu's hand. If she had known, she would not have taught Shen Shuyu. Shuyu is so difficult.

"Miss, your eyes will get tired after knitting for so long. If you knit a wrong row, you have to tear it down and start over again. Isn't it a waste of time?"

Shen Shuyu felt reasonable when she heard Zhao Ma's words, she rubbed her eyes lightly, "Then please help me see if there is any mistake in what I am weaving now."

"Hey, good." Zhao Ma carefully took the scarf from Shen Shuyu, which she had knitted less than half.

She has been in this house for more than ten years, and Shen Shuyu is almost the same as she watched her grow up.

This is the first time she has seen their young lady make something with her own hands as a gift.

Zhao Ma put Shen Shuyu's woven scarf in her hand and carefully looked at it for her.

Although knitting a scarf is a very simple thing, it still takes a lot of effort to weave it well.

Beginners don't know how hard to use, and it is easy to knit the scarf tightly without aesthetic feeling.

But Shen Shuyu's scarf doesn't have these problems so far.

On the bright red scarf, there are three strands of flowers, which are well-proportioned and even, without any unevenness.

Not at all like a beginner.

However, according to the speed at which their young lady knits a scarf, shouldn't it be as long as the forearm?

Is it...

Zhao Ma looked suspiciously at the wool ball beside Shen Shuyu.

The squiggly coil of yarn that has been knitted once is set aside.

Sure enough, the young lady of their family dismantled all the previous weaving.

Zhao's mother stroked the soft and delicate scarf, and she didn't know how many times their young lady had to tear it apart to make it look like this.

I don't know who is so lucky to be treated so attentively by Shen Shuyu.

Shen Shuyu was a little worried when she saw Zhao's mother staring at a pattern for a long time, "What's wrong, Zhao's mother, did I make a mistake in knitting?"

Only then did Zhao's mother come to her senses, and hurriedly replied: "Very well, there is nothing wrong with the weaving, Miss."

"That's good." Shen Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with satisfaction.

She had just eaten a strawberry, and her crystal lips were still slightly red.

Smile, like a rose in full bloom in the cold winter snow.

Bright and dripping.

In the quiet living room, there was another "da da" sound when the sticks and needles collided, followed by the bell that rang on the hour.

It is already nine o'clock in the evening.

At the end of the year, various business checks in the company piled up, and Shen Lin traveled around the country and abroad, and was not at home very much for the whole month.

The house was empty, only Shen Shuyu was alone.

Her prison bird was flying freely in this cage.

Shen Shuyu decided that she would not go to sleep until she knits until her forearm length today.

She couldn't knit scarves like Li Qingqing at school, so she had to work overtime at night to make them.

There are still five days until Christmas, and there is not much time left for her.

Shen Shuyu looked at the tranquility outside the window, a bit of loneliness floated in his eyes, and then he was dispelled by his firm belief.

Since Yu Mo said, she never had hope in herself.

Then give her expectations, give her hope.

Turn your sincerity into a surprise and give it to her.

This year's Christmas Eve is a rare event on a Saturday, the student party does not have to attend classes, and the festive atmosphere lasts from Monday to Saturday.

The streets are full of red, green and white elements, and "snow" has fallen in the windows of various shopping malls.

Mr. Christmas has no class consciousness, and bestows the same excitement on the upper city as on the lower city.

Night is coming, and the hazy moonlight shines brightly in the sky that has not yet completely darkened.

A man wearing a long black down jacket and wearing a black knitted hat was strolling in Shen Shuyu's neighborhood with a beautifully wrapped paper bag.

Before a fork in the road, the man stopped, raised his head slightly and looked towards the uphill intersection on the left.

The roadside lights shone brightly on her face, outlining her slightly heroic hump nose.

Yu Mo came to the community where Shen Shuyu's house was located as promised, and came to personally deliver biscuits to her.

She looked at the small stone blue bungalow at the end of the uphill.

She still remembered that Shen Shuyu's room was on the leftmost side of the second floor, with a tall semicircular bay window.

At that time, she would always follow Shen Shuyu to take her home and see the warm yellow light on the window with her own eyes.

Shen Shuyu's slim silhouette was projected on the glass window, like a Western oil painting.

Yu Mo smiled silently, and walked up.

She thought she would never see this beautiful little bungalow again.

At this time,

Shen Shuyu was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the lights on both sides of the road from a distance.

Shadows are the first thing that reveals someone when they walk by.

Finally, in Shen Shuyu's anticipation, a dark shadow slowly entered the quiet path in front of the house.

Yu Mo wrapped himself up so tightly that he even circled around with her shadow.

The shadow of the chubby bread was lengthened and shortened by the lights beside the road, and it got closer in Shen Shuyu's sight.

Shen Shuyu's heartbeat also gradually became faster as the shadow approached.

She hurriedly got up and straightened the long sweater dress she was wearing, and combed her hair in front of the glass fish tank.

Xiao Jin passed by wagging his tail leisurely, and spat a mouthful of bubbles at Shen Shuyu.

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang as promised.

Zhao Ma came out of the living room in a hurry and was about to open the door, but was stopped by Shen Shuyu: "Let me come, Zhao Ma."

Zhao Ma was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Miss, do you need some refreshments?"

"No need." Shen Shuyu shook her head, she had other plans.

The walnut door was slowly opened by Shen Shuyu, and Yu Mo appeared in front of Shen Shuyu dressed in black.

Shen Shuyu took the initiative to say hello: "Good evening."

"Ang, good evening." Yu Mo was a little surprised that Shen Shuyu came to open the door.

"Want to come in and have a sit?" Shen Shuyu asked naturally.

"No need, I'll come and give you biscuits." Yu Mo said and handed the bag in his hand to Shen Shuyu.

Shen Shuyu also expected that Yu Mo would say this, took the bag, and asked: "I heard that there is a Christmas Eve celebration in the central square, do you want to go and see it?"

Yu Mo is not interested in this kind of thing. Instead of having fun, she thinks it's better to go home and read a few pages of books: "No, I just want to read a few books tonight."

Shen Shuyu regretted lent another reference book to Yu Mo yesterday.

She clenched her hand on the doorknob, and said: "It's rare that there is such a big event during the festival, I can't let you come out like this, just to give me a box of biscuits, it's not worth it. "

Yu Mo hesitated.

Counting back from rebirth, I haven't played relaxingly for a long time.

She still remembered that the Christmas Eve event held in the central square of the previous life was particularly successful, and everyone was still talking about it after returning from school on Monday.

It's just that she waited for her at the gate of Shen Shuyu's house that night, but she couldn't go.

"I heard that the central square has introduced a new night market this time, and there are a lot of food. Last time you invited me, this time I will invite you." Seeing that Yu Mo was shaken, Shen Shuyu added more.

Presumably, he had walked such a long distance in the cold wind, and his body was a little cold. Yu Mo really wanted to eat something warm.

Since Shen Shuyu said that she invited him, then Yu Mo stopped refusing and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

The night tonight is not as dark as usual, perhaps because of the festival, the sky is covered with a layer of golden light.

The central square of Shen Shuyu's home is not far away, but within a few minutes, Yu Mo saw a bustling area ahead.

Various small food stalls were set up in an orderly manner in the empty square originally surrounded by shopping malls.

The steam is steaming, adding a bit of warmth to the heart on this cold night.

Shen Shuyu ordered an oden, and when she turned her head, she saw the vivid surprise on Yu Mo's face beside her.

She stood beside her and introduced to her: "Recently, the joint project in the BC area is doing very well. Many features of the lower city have been substituted into the upper city, and it is very popular with everyone."

Yu Mo was pleased, but more worried: "I don't know how long this opening can last, and how many people can come in."

"Little girl, be careful of scalding you."

At this time, the boss of Oden cooking also finished Shen Shuyu's Oden cooking, a bowl full of steaming hot.

"Thank you." Shen Shuyu took the oden cooking, looked at the various snacks inside, and said to Yu Mo: "Once the opening is opened to a certain degree, it will never be closed again."

Yu Mo: "A lot of people inside are trying to make it close."

Shen Shuyu didn't deny it, but he wasn't sure either.

She looked at the bright lights around her, only Yu Mo was distressed by the predicament they both understood.

Shen Shuyu pursed her lips, poked Yu Mo's waist, and handed the oden to her: "Bitter and bitter, like a little old lady."

Yu Mo was taken aback when he heard Shen Shuyu's words.

When did Shen Shuyu learn to make such complaints?

Yu Mo found it novel and interesting, so he couldn't help laughing, "Okay, we won't discuss these things today."

Shen Shuyu didn't speak, and only gave Yu Mo a look: This is a similar look, cold and with a little temper.

Yu Mo felt that the sense of alienation that Shen Shuyu brought to others on weekdays had completely disappeared.

Now she stood by her side like any ordinary friend of hers.

There is no sense of distance, no resistance to her.

During the conversation, the number of people on the square gradually increased, and the narrow passage of the night market was slowly filled with people.

Shen Shuyu stretched out her hand, and her slender fingers grabbed the pocket of Yu Mo's down jacket like last time at the night market.

Without physical contact, Yu Mo couldn't even feel the warmth of the back of Shen Shuyu's hand.

But, at the moment when she was so close to him.

For some reason, Yu Mo's heart thumped twice, causing her to lose focus for a moment.

"What's the matter?" Shen Shuyu didn't notice Yu Mo's reaction, and tugged at Yu Mo's pocket who was standing still.

"Ah, I..." Yu Mo came back to his senses, looked around, and made up an excuse: "I want to go skating."

Following Yu Mo's line of sight, Shen Shuyu saw the simple three "Skating Rink" characters on the advertising sign of the shopping mall opposite, and readily agreed: "Okay."

Shen Shuyu and Yu Mo came to the ice skating rink on the third floor of the shopping mall, welcoming the Christmas songs all the way.

As soon as he reached the third floor, the cold breath from the ice rink hit Yu Mo, an unprepared person.

She looked at the skating rink in Nuoda not far away, her eyelids twitching.

It was only then that Yu Mo realized that she had missed a detail on the billboard. There was a shiny ice skate drawn under the words "skating rink" with a very artistic sense.

It turns out that this is ice skating, not roller skating.

Yu Mo looked at the two pairs of skates that Shen Shuyu brought out, and his throat rolled with difficulty.

She had never skied on ice like this.

"What's the matter?" Shen Shuyu handed the shoes to Yu Mo, seeing that she was a little dazed, asked in puzzlement.

Yu Mo pondered.

Would it be bad if I told Shen Shuyu whether I could skate, after all, I was here to skate...

How come skating is not skating? I know how to rollerblade, can I change it to ice skating?

It's only one word short, so what's the problem.

I'm an S-rank Alpha, so it's easy to learn something.

Facts have proved that the difference between one word and the difference is really big.

The moment Yu Mo gambled on her alpha dignity and stepped onto the skating rink, she realized that her legs didn't belong to her anymore.

The ice is slipperier than a roller skating rink.

As soon as Yu Mo stepped on it, the pair of shoes under her feet seemed to have a sense of autonomy, leading her legs to slide forward.

But the point is, her other leg is still outside!

Because of such an unsatisfactory beginning, Yu Mo had a natural vigilance and fear towards this ice surface.

Shen Shuyu was the opposite of Yu Mo.

Zhou Yan is fun, and there is an ice skating rink in the eastern suburbs.She couldn't get Shen Lin, so she kidnapped Shen Shuyu and went with her to play for a while.

Originally, Shen Shuyu was blessed with ballet skills, but over time, her skating skills were able to reach a professional level.

Here Shen Shuyu is as light as a butterfly, skating a few steps on the skating rink.

Turning around, he found that Yu Mo hadn't followed.

She looked back blankly towards the entrance area.

But he saw Yu Mo holding on to the railings on the edge of the field, and sliding the skates under his feet little by little with his arms.

Except for his legs, Yu Mo's whole body was working hard.

Her small face was slightly red, and her eyes were focused on the road under her feet.

Clumsy and cute.

Shen Shuyu smiled unconsciously as she watched, gently pushed the skates under her feet, and returned to Yu Mo's side, "Can't skate?"

"……Um."

Although it was difficult to admit, Yu Mo still nodded.

Shen Shuyu naturally extended his hand to Yu Mo: "Come, I'll take you."

Yu Mo looked at Shen Shuyu's hand stretched out towards him, and his heart moved slightly.

Her fingers loosened the grip on the railing slightly, but tightened it again.

The resistance against Shen Shuyu surged in Yu Mo's heart.

She dared not hand herself over to Shen Shuyu.

Shen Shuyu could see Yu Mo's worries.

In such an environment that frightened her, it was difficult for her to give herself up to someone who had hurt her in the past.

Yu Mo's words, "I never had hope for Shen Shuyu." rang in Shen Shuyu's ears.

Shen Shuyu's hand was always facing Yu Mo firmly, and never took it back.

The cold air infected her jade-white fingertips, leaving a reddish tinge on her knuckles.

She wants to give her hope, to give her everything she can do.

Give her the piety of someone who has never had faith.

"Yu Mo, trust me."

"I won't let go of your hand."

Shen Shuyu said so.

Yu Mowen looked towards Shen Shuyu.

She saw that Shen Shuyu was looking at her quietly.

The silvery eyes are brighter than the stars in the night sky on the huge window glass behind her.

Little by little, the darkness of fear in Yu Mo's heart was dispelled.

"……it is good."

Yu Mo took a breath of the cool air, trying to suppress the anxiety in his heart.

Then, her fingers tried to let go a second time.

Shen Shuyu looked at Yu Mo's arm trembling slightly stretched out towards her.

Instead of waiting for Yu Mo to put his hand in her own, she took Yu Mo's hand directly.

The two hands finally folded and held together.

The warmth between the palms blends with each other in the cold skating rink.

The world is quiet.

Shen Shuyu, who originally just wanted to hold Yu Mo's hand and take her skating, had countless feelings in his heart.

Green vines broke through the ground on Shen Shuyu's heart field full of flowers.

They are intertwined with each other, heading straight towards the dome.

One after another, pink and huge flower buds bloomed among the clouds.

"Hold tight, don't let go." Yu Mo reminded with lingering fear.

Shen Shuyu nodded lightly: "Well, trust me. I'll take you to skate for a while, and you won't be afraid."

Saying that, Shen Shuyu gently raised her feet and started to slide on the ice.

Yu Mo, beside Shen Shuyu, slid along with her.

Anxiety and fear were intertwined in Yu Mo's heart, but because Shen Shuyu held his hand tightly, he gradually became less afraid.

Yu Mo tried to follow Shen Shuyu's rhythm and learn to control the skates under his feet.

The ice surface is no longer so uncontrollable.

The cold wind also became gentle, gently brushing against Yu Mo's side face.

Yu Mo was still holding Shen Shuyu's hand, and after she relaxed, she gradually felt the warmth from Shen Shuyu.

And the faint aroma of sassafras lifted by the breeze in the hair.

The lights were bright and the rink was full of people.

Only Shen Shuyu was clear in Yu Mo's eyes.

Her eyes are light, but also gentle.

It seems to be enjoying this skating journey.

Under Yu Mo's gaze, Shen Shuyu looked at Yu Mo seemingly unintentionally.

The cool wind made the tip of her nose reddish.

Her pupils were smiling, and a reserved camellia bloomed on her fair face.

It also bloomed in Yu Mo's heart.

The moonlit night was dark, and the glass of the bright commercial building illuminated by neon lights reflected many small dots floating in the air.

White snowflakes fluttered leisurely in the air, and fell to the ground one by one.

The pedestrians outside the square still hadn't reacted, so Akira stopped.

"Snowing!"

At this time, I don't know where the exclamation came from. Many people took off their gloves and used their palms to meet the pure white floating down from the sky.

It really is snow!

Everyone was surprised.

Snowflakes like goose feathers flutter down from the sky in Christmas carols.

Shen Shuyu and Yu Mo finished skating, and walked out side by side holding a cup of warm milk tea.

When I opened the door, I saw the white snow all over the floor.

Yu Mo froze for a moment, and the gears of memory slowly moved.

She finally remembered that what she regretted most in her last life today was also the most talked about snow on Christmas Eve.

Snow on Christmas Eve is a gift from God to all human beings.

No one will refuse.

The golden light shone on the dark sky, and the white snow slowly fell on the earth.

The blend of pure white and gold is really like a fairyland.

Yu Mo couldn't help but walked to the open space, reached out to catch a swaying snowflake.

Enjoy this wonderful snowy night.

And Shen Shuyu stood quietly behind Yu Mo, watching her merge with this purity.

Pure and romantic.

The air became cold, and every breath turned into a cloud of white mist.

Yu Mo's nose tip and eye tails were also dyed cold red.

Shen Shuyu's hand hidden in the bag was about to move.

She took a deep breath, and walked towards Yu Mo facing the white mist she spit out.

A burst of warmth passed from Yu Mo's neck.

Looking down, there was a big red scarf around her neck.

"Merry Christmas." Shen Shuyu smiled and said to Yu Mo.

No one knew how anxious she was looking at Yu Mo now.

Yu Mo was a little dazed.

She stared fixedly at the red in front of her eyes, her heart throbbing uncontrollably.

Did Shen Shuyu weave this for herself?

Then Yu Mo raised his hand to touch the scarf, and then looked at Shen Shuyu.

The pattern is so complicated, she should have bought it.

How could she knit a scarf for herself?

Thinking of this, Yu Mo forcibly suppressed this unrealistic guess and the throbbing in his chest with unknown meaning.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Yu Mo said.

Even if Shen Shuyu didn't weave it by herself, she would still like it very much.

This was the first time Shen Shuyu gave herself a holiday gift.

Although she is no longer his wife now.

"You're welcome." The smile on Shen Shuyu's face grew even wider.

Under the white snow, the hour and minute hands of the clock tower are slowly approaching the number twelve.

It's almost midnight, and Christmas Eve is coming to an end.

The world is made holy by snow.

Everyone was immersed in the unexpected joy, only the vendors who bought apples at the side stalls began to worry.

After twelve o'clock, Ping An Guo was like Cinderella who had lost her magic, and turned back into an apple again.

"Apple is cheap, two for 20 yuan!"

"Two for 15 yuan, plus a greeting card!"

……

Yu Mo was attracted by the shouting, "Wait for me."

As she said that, Shen Shuyu saw Yu Mo striding towards the vendor's stall.

She watched Yu Mo pick and choose in front of the stall, talking to the vendor for some reason.

I have some doubts and expectations in my heart.

Did she go to buy peace fruit for herself?

Shen Shuyu looked at Yu Mo expectantly, but saw her picking up a big bag of apples from the booth.

With a smile on his face, he paid the stall owner.

It turned out that she just went to buy apples while the apples were cheap.

Shen Shuyu held the warm milk tea in her hand, her long eyelashes drooping slightly.

The little leather shoes creaked on the snow on the ground.

She felt an indescribable loss in her heart.

A shadow blocked the light in front of Shen Shuyu, and Yu Mo returned to her with a big bag of apples.

"Shen Shuyu."

Yu Mo's voice was full of joy.

Is this to show off to herself that she bought a lot of delicious apples at a low price?

Shen Shuyu looked up at Yu Mo without the slightest interest.

under the light and shadow,

However, Shen Shuyu saw a bright red apple being held in the palm of Yu Mo's hand and handed it to him.

"Merry Christmas."

The author has something to say: the last update of 2020, achieved!

All sweets are knives for the future, everyone should watch and cherish them.

——Liu Xiaoge, a non-famous national first-class roller coaster driver.

(Let's slowly push this roller coaster, which is only halfway up the mountain, to the top.)