forgetting

The snow has melted.

Early spring in February.

Jiuqing slept late last night.

The sound of snow melting ticked all night, dripping down the eaves.

Early this morning, the early birds were chirping non-stop, and simply put on their clothes and got up.

The willows in the yard secretly sprouted tender shoots.

At the beginning of last year, Han felt that the yard was too deserted, so he asked someone to move two acacia trees and plant them in the yard.It's already February now, and other trees have sprouted tender buds, but these two Albizia juliensis are still the only ones with bare branches.

Chu Han said that the fragrance of Albizia julibrissin is pleasant, and it can be used for tea and snacks, so he asked someone to move two trees over.

A few early warblers compete for the warmth of the tree, and the new bird pecks the spring mud.

Jiuqing sat under the eaves, watching the soaring birds.

Turning around again, he went back to the house, dug out the two fox furs that were given by the early cold of last winter, found the iron catalpa in the yard, secretly dug a hole in the corner, and put the fox furs in.

The soil in winter is hard, and the early cold can't dig a deep hole. Now that it's spring, the soil is slowly starting to thaw, and the soil is not very hard.

Just about to be buried.

The early cold is here.

Waving at Jiuqing from a distance, her warm smile was like the bright sunshine in spring, warming my heart.

Jiuqing hurriedly got up, patted off the soil on his body, and hid the iron catalpa. A small corner of the fox fur that hadn't been buried in time was exposed, and the flustered Jiuqing didn't notice it.

"Qing'er, what are you doing here?"

"No... nothing." Jiuqing dodged.

Seeing Jiuqing's flustered expression, Chuhan looked around and saw a small white thing protruding from Jiuqing's feet. When he looked closely, he realized that it looked like the fox fur that was given to Jiuqing before.

what……?

Chuhan squatted down, pulled the small part of the exposed thing, pulled hard, and a fox fur covered in mud was pulled out.

"This is..." Chu Han looked at the fox fur that was pulled out, and asked in confusion.

"I..." Jiuqing didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Chuhan lowered his head, his voice was a bit lonely, "Qing'er doesn't like...?"

"No... no... no, I..." Jiuqing was at a loss for words, trying to defend herself, but didn't know how to speak, I just... I just couldn't bear it... just like myself at that time...

silence.

Jiuqing is a little scared, is it because Chu Han hates him, is it because he buried the things he sent, if... If Chu Han hates him, what should he do...

The body trembled slightly, and the fingertips were deeply buried in the palm.

After a while of silence.

Chuhan opened his mouth first, "I know."

Suddenly he raised his head and looked at Jiuqing, "I know, Qing'er is kind-hearted, I'm afraid he is a fox who can't bear to be skinned." He covered the fox fur with soil and buried it again.

The clenched hand slowly loosened, leaving a few deep marks on the palm of the hand, Jiuqing nodded and said yes.

"I really can't help you."

He stood up, stretched out his hand, and gently patted the dirt behind Jiuqing, "Dig a hole and dig yourself dirty, you can call me for such a thing, you have always been in poor health..."

"Chuhan... I..."

"sorry."

"Why do you say sorry?"

"I... Chuhan, are you not angry?"

"Of course not." He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped Jiuqing's dirty hands.

Jiuqing didn't know how to explain it. Chuhan braved the heavy snow to give him fox fur, but the things he sent were buried by him.

"It's okay." A gentle voice sounded from above, with a warm smile, "Qing'er, it is my great fortune to meet you in this life."

Qing'er's heart is like a gurgling green spring, without any impurities, clear to the bottom.

With Qing'er around, it seemed like all my troubles were solved, as long as I looked at him, I felt like I was saved. It was great to meet him.

Jiuqing shook her head, her eyes seemed to be foggy, "I am... the one who can encounter the first cold in this life."

It is my great fortune to meet you in this life.

Wind and sunshine.

The sunshine in spring is warm, and it also warms people's hearts.

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