four o'clock

It was around one o'clock in the afternoon, and he opened the door to look at the water in the bucket, which had already frozen.

He went out with his grandfather's tools, ran to the two chinchillas outside the yard, and hammered and chiseled.

Wang Xiaoniu next door just came back from a make-up class, and she came over with a small schoolbag to look at it: "Hey? Brother, what are you doing?"

Wen Yu sent: "Make ice lanterns."

He bent his eyes and looked at her: "Want to play together?"

Wang Xiaoniu: "Just play, I want to play too! Wait for me, I'll put my schoolbag!"

Wen Yu sent her lip-smacking, there is free labor, so you don't need it for nothing.

He wanted to make ice lanterns, so he sent Wang Xiaoniu to Uncle Ge's to buy a battery-powered lantern after a year, and pried off ice cubes to carve rabbits.

He used to do handwork with his grandfather, and he did it very smoothly. He also carved a chinchilla for Wang Xiaoniu. As the sky was getting dark, Wang Xiaoniu's face was flushed from the cold, and she happily helped Wen Yu send the lamp, surrounded by the small vegetable garden. Set it up on the low wall.

Li Song caught a little cold, and it was already dark when he woke up.

He got up in a daze and called out, "Baby?"

Wen Yu sent it in the house.

He frowned, got off the sofa and walked out, suddenly froze.

It turns out that the scenes in the anime can really become reality.

The snow is still falling, but I don't know when it has turned to light snow.

In the yard where there was only Baixue, suddenly there were many lights, which were crystal clear, and lights of various shapes were placed on the low wall of the vegetable garden in a naive manner, and Kazuki’s colored lights were hung on the apricot tree, covering the yard with a layer of almost Fantastic filter.

The snow fell gently on the courtyard, and Wen Yuji pushed open the door and walked in.

The boy bent down and straightened a blue rabbit lantern, blew the thin snow that fell on it, got up and approached.

In the world of ice and snow, he is as beautiful as an elf in the snow.

Li Song's heart was almost crushed by him.

Of course he knew the reason why Wen Yuji did these things, he just said absently that the snow was too white, so he made so many ice lanterns for him in the yard.

In the white winter in the north, he painted colorful colors for himself.

Wen Yuji is a romantic, he can always keep his heart in the warmest and most romantic place.

The moment Wen Yushao opened the door and came in, he hugged her in his arms, hugged Wen Yusong tightly, and called him softly: "Baby."

Wen Yuji pushed him vigorously: "Let go of me."

The boy had been outside for a long time, and his body felt cold, Li Song carried him directly into the living room, and whispered, "Don't let him go."

Wen Yuji was touched by him, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Be obedient, I'm cold, let me take off my coat."

Li Song let him go.

Wen Yuji hung the clothes on the hanger, took out a mercury thermometer and two boxes of medicine from his inner pocket, and said, "I touched your temperature before and it was a little hot, take it to see if you have a fever."

Only then did Li Song feel a little dizzy in his head, but the symptoms were not serious, and he didn't notice them just now.

He clamped the thermometer sent by Wen Yu under his arm, and Wen Yu sent him a cup of Sydney tea, the temperature was just right.

"You slept all afternoon," Wen Yu said, resting on her chin, "I wanted to wake you up, but Wang Xiaoniu brought Grandma Wang over to look at it, and said that it would be good to sweat after sleeping."

Li Song took a sip of tea, and felt that his dry throat was obviously more comfortable: "Did you play with the little girl in the afternoon?"

Wen Yuji's eyes sparkled: "We made a lamp together, did you see it, do you like it?"

Li Song bent his lips and said, "It's pretty."

He sighed and said, "Why is our baby so good..."

He looked at Wen Yuji with his beautiful eyes, and said seriously: "Xiao Yuer, you can only treat me so well in the future."

Wen Yuji tilted his head and said without thinking, "Okay."

He made every promise he made so easily, so easily that it didn't even look like a promise, but Wen Yuji would not break the promise, Li Song was so sure.

He has lived alone for so many years, only Wen Yu gave him this feeling called security.

The lanterns on the apricot tree are wrapped around the apple snowballs, hanging all over the branches, like an apple tree. The ice lanterns are crystal clear and lifelike as handicrafts.

Li Song was taking pictures in the yard, the big boy was like a child, he couldn't think of leaving in the small paradise that Wen Yu sent him to build, until Wen Yu sent him to stand at the door and called him, and he reluctantly went back to the house.

Wen Yujiu was a little angry: "I didn't see you for a while, and you ran out. Now that you don't have a fever, you have to toss yourself to have a fever to be happy?"

Li Song buried his smile in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I just like it..."

Wen Yuji frowned: "Go and nurse Ali, and move around within my sight after feeding."

Li Song said obediently: "Understood."

"I'm hungry," he said.

Wen Yuji turned around and took out the dessert he had just made, and said, "I guess you're going to be hungry too, you haven't eaten anything all afternoon, so eat some of this first."

Wen Yu sent: "Just eat with black tea, be careful."

Two exquisite pastries are placed in a ceramic tray, just baked, with a sweet smell, crispy skin, slightly burnt, a bit unbearable to eat.

Li Song: "What is this?"

He really has no research on desserts.

Wen Yuji pointed to the two pastries respectively, and said, "Yellow Custard Soufflé, Purple Sweet Potato Custard Soufflé."

Li Song was holding the tray, but his dark eyes were looking at him, and he said with a smile, "Baby, hug me."

Wen Yuji had flour in his hands, so it was inconvenient to hug him, so he stood on tiptoe, rubbed his cheek against the side of his face, and said in a soft voice, "I'll hug you later, let's eat first."

Li Song's heart was about to melt, he tilted his head, brushed his lips against the side of Wen Yuji's face before he left, and whispered, "I want to eat one more thing."

Wen Yu looked at him with clear eyes.

Li Song suddenly felt a little embarrassed, he cleared his cough and said, "I want to eat..."

He glanced at the strawberries in the kitchen, and continued: "...Strawberries."

Wen Yu sent a laugh, and said, "I'll wash it for you, go eat something to fill your stomach first, the black tea is in the first compartment above the TV cabinet."

At around nine o'clock on New Year's Day, he updated a Jiugongge in Moments.

There are ice lanterns, apple trees, custard and black tea, strawberries, spicy boiled fish, boiled milky white fish soup, crab claw pot, lemon chicken wings, roasted pork belly, braised pig's trotters, and pot Wrapped meat, and beautiful emerald cabbage skin dumplings, different dumpling fillings are placed in small plates, which is pleasing to the eye, Wen Yuji did not prepare wine, but squeezed strawberry juice and apple juice, and finally, there is a dirty , The little milk cat that is drinking milk.

In the end, he accompanied the text and said: I was fed and seemed to grow two centimeters taller.

Wen Yu sent him a seafood dumpling and said, "Happy new year."

Just as Li Song put down his phone and was about to eat, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

The whole room was dark except for the battery-operated ice lanterns outside the window that were still on.

Dim lights came in through the window, and the two looked at each other, Li Song: "What's going on?"

Wen Yuji was also a little strange: "Is there a power outage?"

Outside the window, Wang Xiaoniu shouted from the wall: "Brother, brother! Do you have candles in your house? I have them here!"

Wen Yuji responded loudly, got off the ground to put on his shoes, and said with a smile, "You can actually have a candlelight dinner."

Li Song picked up his lips: "It's quite romantic."

Wen Yu sent a plate of dumplings to the kitchen and took them out. Wang Xiaoniu was already jumping up and down in the cold. The two of them handed over candles in one hand and dumplings in the other. " He said, swallowed it whole, and said with a big tongue: "Brother, has your family cooked delicious food?"

Wen Yu sent: "En."

Wang Xiaoniu said angrily, "I'm still doing my homework."

Wen Yuji said without emotion: "Oh, then you are a little pitiful."

Wang Xiaoniu: "..."

Wang Xiaoniu went home with her ponytail flicked.

The candlelight covered the whole room in a warm yellow, shrouded like tulle, and the hot food on the table was even more attractive under the candle. Wen Yu sent a small bowl to fill Ari with fish soup.

The kitten is still young and can't stand still. It licks the bowl with its two little paws, eating happily.

After Li Song drank half a bowl of fish soup, he felt a little sweaty on his body and felt a lot better. Wen Yujiu gnawed on the pig's trotter and said, "I think you seem to have grown taller recently."

Li Song raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Wen Yu sent: "Well, I could touch you when I raised my head before, but I had to step on my feet just now."

He was a little distressed: "Why don't I grow taller?"

Li Song couldn't help curling his lips, his eyes were tender, and said, "178 is not short."

Wen Yuji refuted him aggrievedly: "Not high."

Li Song gave him a piece of pot-packed meat and said, "You eat too little, you eat so fast."

Wen Yuji puffed her cheeks and said, "My grandma said the same thing."

He turned to think of something and asked, "Do you like skiing?"

Li Song: "Fortunately, I've been to a ski resort in Shanghai before."

Wen Yu sent: "If you like, we will go to Changbai Mountain for two days. We can soak in hot springs, eat delicious food, and see the snow-capped mountains."

The child's eyes lit up, and Li Song thought it was too cute, so he said, "Okay, let's go play."

Wen Yuji squinted his eyes, took a sip of apple juice comfortably, and said, "The holiday is in March, so I can sleep in for a long time."

Li Song decided not to mention the study right now.

The days when he and Wen Yusong were together was the most comfortable and romantic time since he was a child.

This winter is said to be the severest winter in the north every ten years, but for him it's just the opposite.

He is very greedy, he wants to hold on to this kind of life, and wants to continue like this.

When sleeping at night, Wen Yuji got into Li Song's quilt, put his cold feet on his body, and asked, "Is it cold?"

Li Song hugged him into his arms and said softly, "Liang is dead."

Wen Yuji whispered, "Then what should we do?"

Li Song put his lips on his hair and said, "I'm warm."

It's okay, I'm warm, I'll keep you warm.