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On the second day when Qiao An was at home alone, Qiao An was really bored and took a video of tidying up the yard and sent it to Cheng Xu.

Cheng Xu should be very busy, so he just replied "boring".

Qiao An was going to order a homestay brand, but the epidemic situation has been repeated recently, so he decided to wait until the situation is better before going.

Alone at home, Qiao An suddenly felt that every corner was the shadow of Cheng Xu, and he suddenly wanted to record the story between him and Cheng Xu.

Qiao An originally thought it would be difficult, just like he once wrote the story about his grandparents, but when recording the story between him and Cheng Xu, it was much easier than he imagined.

Qiao An still posted it on an online platform, using the names Xiao Yang and Xiao An.

When Cheng Xu sent him a video call, Qiao An was still thinking about their previous stories.In fact, the story between him and Cheng Xu is not long and not exciting, but Qiao An likes the feeling of falling into memories very much.

"Brother Xu, I wrote down our story."

"Then do you realize how stupid you were to hide from me?"

Joan also found many details that he hadn't noticed before, and nodded.

"Is the name of the homestay still the original one?"

"Yeah. I think Yun and Yang sound nice."

"Let me design it for you."

Life is not salty or dull, because of the epidemic, Joan's parents also came back much earlier than planned.But Cheng Xu's parents called and said that they would not come back in winter, because the homestay didn't plan to receive guests recently.

Qiao An followed Cheng Xu's mother's account, and Cheng Xu's mother would often post some interesting videos, and learned how to edit videos by herself, but occasionally she would send a video to ask Qiao An for help.

Qiao An received the signboard designed by Cheng Xu for him, and planned to wait until the epidemic is over before opening.

Recently, Qiao An has nothing to do, so he just stays in the room and writes all day long. Cheng Xu would occasionally ask him what he wrote, and Qiao An's answer would always be: "I'm scribbling."

Even Joan himself didn't know how to explain it. He wrote out all the thoughts in his mind, but there were countless thoughts every day, but it was difficult for Joan to string these thoughts into a complete story.

The weather is getting colder and colder, especially the mountains are very wet and cold.Joan's parents would hold a brazier and chat in the yard.Joan was knitting a scarf with his mother, and was in a daze while knitting the scarf.Occasionally, when I think of something, I run back to the room to record my thoughts.

Joan's parents seldom saw Joan so neurotic. They felt that Joan had stayed at home for too long, so they promised to take Joan on a trip after the epidemic.

"You can wear it when it snows."

Qiao An remembered that Cheng Xu once told him that he was going to the northeast to see a snowstorm, and accidentally missed another needle.Suddenly thinking that the epidemic situation in Shenzhen is getting worse and worse, Cheng Xu told him every day that he would take good care of it, but Qiao An still couldn't stop worrying.

"Mom, when do you think the epidemic will end?"

"soon."

Joan smiled, he thought his mother was right.When the epidemic is over, he will go to find Cheng Xu.

"Mom, what kind of life do you think is perfect?"

"Everything goes well, don't care what other people think."

"Mom, you're half a philosopher today."

"An'an, you missed another needle."

Joan put down the ball of wool and ran back to the room.He suddenly wanted to write a story about how the epidemic changed our attitude towards life.

The story begins with a couple who are forced to move away from each other. It tells the story of the two beginning to recognize themselves and pursue their dreams together because of the epidemic.The story is a bit like him and Cheng Xu.

Qiao An told Cheng Xu about this, and Cheng Xu supported him very much.

"Brother Xu, I think I have found something I really like. Every time I write something, I feel that it is so quiet outside, only me and the world I created."

"come on."

Cheng Xu's words of encouragement made Qiao An uncomfortable.If Cheng Xu was by his side at this time...

"The weather forecast says it's going to snow, I'll take pictures for you when it snows."

"It's better to go to the top of the mountain to take pictures."

"You...can you come back this year?"

Cheng Xu didn't answer, and Qiao An also knew that Cheng Xu would be easily infected when he came back at this time.

"I'll come back when the epidemic gets better. Then..."

Qiao An didn't want to ask about the future, he just wanted to count the days when Cheng Xu came back, but these days seemed endless.He is afraid that the situation will be as serious as last winter.

One morning, Zhang Yuan sent him a WeChat message.

"Finally finished the exam!"

"how do you feel?"

"I don't know, but I tried my best anyway."

Qiao An felt that Zhang Yuan's hard work was really good.

Within a few days, the mountain was covered with a layer of snow.Early in the morning, Joan heard her mother calling him from the yard to let him look outside.

Joan opened the window, and the cold air came over the face. Joan woke up from his doze in an instant, and there was a little snow outside, and there was a white tulle on the far mountain.

Qiao An took a photo and sent it to Cheng Xu, who replied, "It's beautiful."

Joan went out early in the morning on a battery car with a camera on his back.The battery car was specially bought by his father for fishing.

The B&Bs in the village are not open yet. At this moment, many people are watching the snow fall in the yard with bowls, and they all greet Qiao An when they see it.

Qiao An didn't explain to others why he stayed in the village for so long, and others would not take the initiative to ask him about it.

When Joan rode to the top of the mountain, the snow had dyed his hair gray.Qiao An got out of the car and shook the snow off her body, recorded a video and sent it to Cheng Xu.

It took Cheng Xu a while before he replied, "Don't shake your hands."

"You are too strict."

Qiao An knew that Cheng Xu was busy, so she didn't say much to him.

The snow was still falling, and Joan was wearing a scarf knitted by his mother around his neck. There were many white snowflakes stuck to the black scarf.The cold wind pierced into his neck, and Qiao An shivered unconsciously.

Ever since Cheng Xu gave him the camera, Qiao Anlu took pictures of some messy scenes one after another, but they were all scattered.After Qiao An planned to shoot the snow today, he edited and sent it together as the first video.

There was already a thin layer of snow on the mountain, and Joan would leave a string of footprints, long and lonely.

Joan sat on a rock and stared at the distant mountains in a daze. When she was alone, she really wanted to care about someone.He used to be on winter vacation at this time.

The snowflakes kept falling, landing on Joan's hair, clothes, and scarf.Maybe Cheng Xu also sat on the top of the mountain alone and watched the snow like this before.Thinking of this, Joan suddenly felt a little relieved.He thought that he should go out for a walk for two days, and now he is starting to feel sentimental.

Joan returned home through the wind and snow, her hands and feet were freezing cold.Joan's mother felt as if she was giving Joan the hot water bottle in her hand.

"Did you go out to shoot snow?"

Joan nodded, his body was still shaking.

"When your aunt first called me, she said that at this time last year, your elder brother Xu also climbed to the top of the mountain alone to shoot snow."

"I've seen more than one idiot who went out in winter."

Joan ran back to the house to cut the video when he felt a little warmer.The content of Joan's video is very complicated, basically it is some scenery on the mountain, the focus is on the first snow in winter.

"An'an, come down and make a snowman."

Joan's parents swept the snow together in the yard, almost enough to make two snowmen.

Joan's parents were very excited. Although it was cold, they piled up very hard.Qiao An ran to the side and took a picture of the two of them, and sent it to Cheng Xu.

Cheng Xu returned quickly this time.

"The two of them are so funny!"

"Let's build a snowman together later."

Qiao An's father threw a snowball over: "I'm still playing with my phone, hurry up and pick up some branches."

Joan patted the snow on his face, picked up a handful of snow and threw it at his father.Unexpectedly, his father was prepared and escaped early in the morning.

"When I was young, it snowed even more. At that time, your grandparents and I loved to have snowball fights. I was alone on one side, and your grandparents were on the team. But your grandma often defected to my side."

The corners of Joan's mouth raised unconsciously when he thought of that scene.

"Dad, did grandpa and grandma get married when grandpa was in college?"

"Your grandfather got married after graduating from university. I read the post you wrote earlier. There are many stories behind it. Follow me."

Joan's father gave Joan an old notebook.Qiao An thought it would be the diary of his grandparents, but he didn't expect it to be his father's.

"When I was young, I was very curious about why my parents were so different, and then I was bored investigating their affairs. Many of them were told to me by the uncles and aunts I knew."