After the breakup he washed his memory

——Qiuqiu, Merry Christmas.

The man's words are like the softest feather, when the velvet moves lightly, Rong Qiu's eyelashes move accordingly.

Rong Qiu blinked.

Besides Rong Qin, the man was the second person to say Merry Christmas to him.

Rong Qiu didn't know what he was thinking, he looked down, the atmosphere seemed to be very good, and the surface of the metal pen in the man's palm was covered with a layer of blue light, and behind it was wrapped with red and gold ribbons... Against the backdrop, the faint blue light was like a dazzling focus, instantly attracting Rong Qiu's full attention.

"This pen..."

Rong Qiu paused, but said nothing.

Six years ago, when he gave this pen to Qin Muye, he never thought that this pen would appear in front of him again.Six years, and such an old pen, it might have been thrown into a corner by Qin Muye a long time ago.

But no, the pen reappeared in front of him.

Rong Qiu slightly raised his eyes to look at Qin Muye, the expression on his face finally relaxed a little.

"I thought this pen was broken long ago, or you lost it long ago."

Looking at the pen in the man's palm, Rong Qiu didn't reach out to take it.

He still didn't know that his words made Qin Muye feel heavy pain in his heart.

He did lose the pen once.

He even forgot to lose his pen.

It wasn't until he gave Rong Qiu a pen on the day of Rong Qiu's birthday that Rong Qiu's obvious strangeness reminded him that Rong Qiu had given him a similar gift, but he threw away the old pen together with his mobile phone Into the trash can.

He forgot the specific day when he threw the pen and mobile phone into the trash can, and he also forgot the specific mood when he threw the pen and hand. He only remembered the moment when the two things went into the trash can, and his mood was not as relaxed as expected.

This not easy mood has continued until now.

When Rong Qiu opened his eyes to look at him, but didn't take over the pen in his hand, the boiling reached its peak.

Now Qin Muye's whole body has become numb. The twitching pain, like a stabbed knife, has long been replaced by the long-lasting pain of boiling in hot water. It is the extra firewood added under the cauldron.

Qin Muye's palms were covered with a thick layer of sweat.

Fortunately, wearing this thin layer of gloves, he covered the frostbite on the palm of his hand, and also blocked the damp heat of the palm of his hand.

He didn't know what to say, or what could be said to ease the estrangement between himself and Rong Qiu. He could feel that Rong Qiu was not as repulsive to him as before, but the distance between his heart and heart was still far away.

Rong Qiu built a high wall in his spiritual world, inside the wall is himself, outside the wall is him.

He cannot violently tear down the wall.

But letting this wall separate them would only make him more painful.

Is there any room for redress between him and Rong Qiu?

He was the one who left Rong Qiu with deep pain at the beginning, but now he deserves all of this. All he can do is stand by the high wall, watch day by day, guard by night, Waiting for Rong Qiu to show his head suddenly.

Another pain.

Qin Muye suppressed all the complicated emotions, and when he opened his mouth to speak again, his voice was a little heavy, but it was still extremely magnetic.

"Take it, it's back to its original owner."

After finishing speaking, Qin Muye's movement of lying down on the pen in his palm turned into a fine brush with his fingertips. He raised his hand slightly, with a depressed expression, and inserted the pen into Rong Qiu's trouser pocket. The movement was very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing the dreamer .

After doing this well, Qin Muye took a step back consciously and dutifully: "Okay, I should go."

Rong Qiu was still looking down at the pen in his pocket, just after hearing that he was going to send him off, the tall man had strode away, watching the man's tall and straight back gradually move away.Rong Qiu put his hand in his trouser pocket lightly, feeling the familiar feel, he nodded, and suddenly smiled lightly.

The next morning.

The winter dawn came in through the thick curtains, and three or five strands of light were like combed strands of white hair, long and straight, overflowing everywhere.

Rong Qiu stretched, walked to the window and opened it.

The snow outside still hasn't melted.

The outdoor temperature is too low, even adding all kinds of impurities can't effectively increase the melting point of snow into water. Now the Thirteenth Military Region simply let the snow pile up next to it, but at the same time, the production of cars increased the snow removal efforts. The original bicycle The road was opened up into a two-lane, and gradually became the current six-lane, and the traffic finally gradually recovered.

The snow on the coat was too bright, and Rong Qiu squinted his eyes from being stabbed.

Rong Qin in the ward has already woken up, he is fully dressed and sitting in a wheelchair, Rong Qiu is afraid that Rong Qin will be cold, and a thick blanket is hung beside the wheelchair, in case he will be caught in the cold wind when he leaves the hospital .

The things they were supposed to take away were already put away in advance last night, Rong Qin didn't have anything, and after counting and counting, what Rong Qin valued most was the little apple that Rong Qiu gave him, and he even wanted to hold it in his hand all the time; Rong Qiu There are a lot of things, a change of clothes, a water bottle lunch box, and finally a small briefcase, which contains his design drawings, and... the old pen that alpha returned to him.

The nib of the fountain pen seems to have been reworked, but it was not like this.

Rong Qiu didn't mind either.

Some things are just souvenirs of the past, and will not occupy a large place in his later life.

At the end of the receipt, there was a bouquet of slightly withered golden roses beside the table.

It was stuffed on the handlebars of his car on Christmas Eve.

There is such a dazzling yellow in the white snow, even though this yellow is now scorched and black, Rong Qiu still likes and cherishes it.

It's just that this bunch of flowers can't be taken away.

He threw the empty flower branch into the trash can next to him, wiped the small white vase clean, put it in the storage box and took it away.

Doing all this already 09:30.

Zhao Nanchen has to go to work today. He had taken all the leave he should have asked for to cook for Rong Qin and his brothers, but now he really has no leave to ask. Congratulations to Rong Qin and Rong Qiu for their successful recognition.

Rong Qiu lived up to Zhao Nanchen's kindness.

And in order to take better care of Rong Qin, he decided to move back to the original villa.

The sun was shining outside, the bright sun was hanging in the sky, but it was not warm at all, and the snow on the ground had not melted at all.With the lessons learned from Rong Qin's car accident, Rong Qiu drove very carefully, and it was eleven o'clock when he got home.

The villa is still the same, clean and tidy.

The property fees in this area are high, so it is natural to be careful.The snow outside has also been cleaned up. There is a two-meter-wide clean path between the gate of the villa and the four-meter-wide main road. Every house has such a path, which is obviously dozens of meters away from the small high-rise where he lived before. The centimeter trail is better.

Don't think about shoveling snow, Rong Qiu feels a little relieved.

Before he pushed Rong Qin into the door, he passed a flower garden of more than ten square meters.

Before, he sprinkled rose seeds in this place and built a greenhouse for those seedlings. Now it seems that this greenhouse is no longer a greenhouse built by him himself.He was built squarely, like tofu cut out by a knife; and this one was crooked, showing a precarious trapezoidal shape.

Rong Qiu took a look.

didn't care either.

Just weird.

I just want to wait for the weather to rebuild.

From the temporary garage to Rong Qiu's villa, only a few hundred meters away, Rong Qin sneezed several times while sitting in a wheelchair. When he arrived at the door, Rong Qiu didn't dare to delay, immediately unlocked the door with his fingerprint and opened the door.

Because of the remote control heating in advance, the warmth of the home is tight.

Putting everything down, Rong Qiu didn't care about cleaning up, and ordered a meal first to solve the lunch problem for the two of them.

After dinner, Rong Qiu tidied up the guest room on the first floor for Rong Qin. Rong Qin's legs and feet are inconvenient now, so the first floor is more convenient.

Rong Qin had no objection at all, he looked at Rong Qiu who was running up and down to help him carry things, saw that Rong Qiu was so busy that he didn't even notice that the legs of his slacks had just been rolled up, and he stumbled every step of the way, Rong Qin felt overwhelmed Warm and distressed.This is his younger brother, so obedient and obedient, he can't wait to watch him all the time, his brother who hurts so much that he can't get enough of it.

While Rong Qin was taking a nap, Rong Qiu cleaned the rest of the villa again.

He has a slight obsession with cleanliness, the villa has not been lived in for so long, the floor has been polished by him, and the dust in the corners has been cleaned up. In the end, he took two large bags of garbage out to throw away.

He glanced at his little garden on his return.

Insulated greenhouses are a bit ugly.

Still weird.

Rong Qiu took another look behind him.

It's really cold outside, the temperature is more than ten degrees below zero, the sun is useless, every time Rong Qiu exhales, it can form a large and obvious white mist.Even so, Rong Qiu still walked slowly to the stone road next to him.It is reasonable to say that the flower garden is his private area, and the property management will not help him clean it, but now it is cleaned cleanly, without any trace of snow.

But just after throwing out a piece of trash, Rong Qiu's nose turned red from the cold, he took a deep breath, but what was sucked into his lungs was icy cold air; Rong Qiu enlarged his breath and bent down to check the plants in the greenhouse.

He had given up hope.

In such a cold day, even if there is an insulated greenhouse, the young seedlings inside may die young.

I don't want to catch the eye but it's not completely barren.

In the area where the seeds were planted, a small part of the seedlings had completely died, while the remaining half were still green. Even though the stems were a little thin and trembling, at least they were still alive.

Rong Qiu was inexplicably overjoyed.

In such a winter, you can still see such green.

Especially the result of sowing the seeds and building a greenhouse by yourself. This kind of joy is far more exhilarating than going to a flower shop to buy a bouquet of high-grade golden roses.

Not daring to look at it for too long, Rong Qiu was afraid that the cold outside would leak in, so he quickly closed the shed tightly again.It's just that the outer skin of such a greenhouse is too cold. He just opened it and closed it again. The two simple actions have already made his hands so cold that he is about to lose consciousness.

It seems that the cold wave in the Thirteenth Military Region really lived up to its reputation.

During this period of time, the news network in the thirteenth district has been broadcasting the disaster.

The cold wave is coming fiercely. If the cadres and the people of the Thirteenth Military Region have not been prepared from top to bottom, maybe the Thirteenth Military Region will repeat the tragic situation of the last cold wave; It has had a great impact on the lives of the star people.

In the evening, Zhao Nanchen cooked a large table of dishes, and the three of them sat around in front of the TV to watch news from the [-]th Military Region.

Rong Qiu and Rong Qin didn't work in the military area. They lived in the hospital during this period and didn't know much about it. Zhao Nanchen could be said to be the first witness of the cold wave.

"The news above is not exaggerating at all. I was sent to work in the district two days ago, and there was more snow there than in our district. Not to mention whether the forklift can walk, I stood over and the snow was buried on my shoulders."

The snow in the Thirteenth Military Region is dry snow, loose and soft, and will not melt at all.

Zhao Nanchen saw with his own eyes that colleague’s cell phone accidentally dropped in his pocket that day, and it hit the snow half a meter away from them. The whole person was almost buried in the snow, so he fished out the phone.

Fortunately, the cold wave is gradually passing, as long as they survive for another week, such cold weather will stay away from them.

Rong Qiu suddenly began to miss the not so cold winter, when he could drive the mecha.

Unlike now, even if his hands were itchy, he couldn't drive his personal mecha out for a walk.Although the materials used for his personal mecha are high-grade and strong, they are not as cold-resistant as military mechas. When the temperature is below ten degrees Celsius, it is best not to release his personal mecha.

After dinner, Rong Qiu should have washed the dishes.

But Rong Qiu couldn't bear to move.

Zhao Nanchen contributed a good cooking skill today, the dishes on the table were cleaned up by the three of them, considering that Rong Qin was injured, there was no wine on the table, only oat milk was used instead.Even Rong Qiu was rarely full. To be precise, he was full from oat milk.There was really no way, Zhao Nanchen spoke sweetly, and wished him and Brother Rong Qin to love each other as brothers in the future, and Rong Qiu gradually lost himself.

Now Rong Qin, Rong Qiu, and Zhao Nanchen are lying neatly on the sofa, ignoring their comfortable movements of touching their stomachs, they are like three standard salted fish.

However, Xianyu's life was soon interrupted.

At 35:[-] in the evening, someone rang the doorbell of Rong Qiu's villa.

"Who is it so late?" Zhao Nanchen, who had the lowest status, consciously went to open the door, not wanting that it was his own brother standing outside the door.

"Brother, why are you here?! Didn't you go back to the First Military Doctor to deal with the clinic?"

Zhao Yanqi was dusty, his nose and ears were red from the cold, and there was a huge suitcase behind him.Hearing this, Rong Qiu straightened his sitting posture immediately.Rong Qin was still the same, slumped on the sofa.

Rong Qiu put on his slippers and went up to him: "Doctor Zhao, come in quickly, it's so cold outside."

Zhao Yanqi is worse than obedience. He is indeed frozen. Before the cold wave, he went back because of the affairs of the clinic of the First Military Region. He didn’t want this cold wave to be far more serious than what was described on the Internet. He just got off the starship, even if he wore Even though I put on the thickest down jacket, I was still shivering from the cold.

Rong Qiu cooked a bowl of hot ginger tea for him, with more brown sugar and spicy ginger.

After drinking, Zhao Changqi's brow was full of sweat, and his blocked nose finally became unobstructed. After drinking a big bowl of tea soup, he could finally speak well in his life.

The first concern is whether Zhao Nanchen is doing well here.

He couldn't explain clearly on the phone, and Zhao Nanchen had a naive temper who didn't know what was going on, Zhao Nanchen didn't feel at ease if he didn't see how Zhao Nanchen was doing with his own eyes.

And now Zhao Nanchen is showing off his bulging muscles with his shirt sleeves naked.

Zhao Yanqi knew that his younger brother was doing very well here without asking any further questions.

Facing Rong Qiu and Rong Qin, with his back slightly bent, he solemnly nodded his thanks: "Thank you for taking care of Nan Chen during this time, and if you need me in the future, just tell me."

If only Rong Qin was present, Zhao Yanqi would not apologize in such a serious manner. He and Rong Qin are very close and have had frequent personal relationships over the years. Now he is thanking Rong Qiu.

"Don't be so polite." Seeing his friend coming over, Rong Qin finally remembered something, "Did I not tell you yet?"

"say what?"

Rong Qin showed off his face, and he patted Rong Qiu's shoulder lightly: "This is my brother."

Zhao Yanqi was very inexplicable: "I know."

recognized brother.

He knew that Rong Qin was kind to Rong Qiu five years ago, otherwise Rong Qin, who doesn't like to be favored the most, would not have asked him to do memory cleaning hypnosis for Rong Qiu five years ago.

Rong Qin shook his head, his eyes were almost staring at the sky: "My brother, dear, the legal brother certified by the paternity test."

"???"

Rong Qin finally found his entertainment, which is to show off by pulling Zhao Yanqi.

It's been a long time without repeating the words, when Rong Qiu returned from washing the dishes, Rong Qin had already laid out new words to praise him.Rong Qiu replaced them with hot water, but after listening to it for three to five seconds, he couldn't help scratching the ground with his toes.He was really embarrassed, he was thin-skinned, his ears were already red when he was praised in front of this face.

But Rongqin was very happy.

Rong Qiu is his hard-earned treasure, and he wants to show it off to the whole world.

Where is this? When he is free, he has to sort out all his assets. It is inappropriate for some assets to still bear the name of Qin Zexi. He has such a good Qiuqiu, and everything should be To Qiuqiu.

Maybe it's because Zhao Yanqi is also a brother.

Rong Qin has already met Zhao Yanqi, and his brother-in-law attributes have been fully developed.

Several times, Zhao Yanqi made an excuse to go to the bathroom, but Rong Qin pulled him back, and Zhao Yanqi finally went to the bathroom.Within a few minutes, he was urged outside by Rong Qin pushing the wheelchair.

"How are you, come out quickly, let's continue chatting, now tell me how you accompany your brother?"

Zhao Yanqi, who was holding a tissue in the bathroom, had black lines all over his head.

Zhao Nanchen outside couldn't help but laugh too.

Rong Qiu couldn't stand Rong Qin's praise for him long ago, and went upstairs to draw the design with red ears.

Zhao Yanqi couldn't come out in the bathroom, Rong Qin simply grabbed Zhao Nanchen and wouldn't let him go.

"Tell me what your brother usually does? Do you think he is the best?"

Zhao Nanchen honestly said: "Give me living expenses; don't force me to work hard; allow me to play games."

But Rong Qin thought carefully about Rong Qiu's living conditions, Rong Qiu was not short of living expenses; he didn't need him to force him to work hard, Rong Qiu himself worked very hard, for example, he had already gone upstairs to draw the design of the mech; No hobby of playing games.

The only hobby is the armor.

Then he gave Qiuqiu a limited edition mecha?

But this is simply playing tricks, Qiuqiu himself is the chief mech designer of the Thirteenth Military Region.

Rong Qiu had already rejected the offer of a villa and property before. Rong Qin couldn’t think of anything to give Rong Qiu after thinking about it. His current mentality is to compensate. It would be better if he wanted something.

but.

From the beginning to the end, Rong Qiu didn't ask him for anything, instead he gave him a small apple.

Now the apple is still in Rong Qin's pocket.

Rong Qin was lost in thought.

Simply chatting with Zhao Nanchen.

While chatting, we talked about the scene where Zhao Nanchen and Rong Qiu met for the first time.

Rong Qin always thought that the two met through the introduction of Zhao Yanqi, but he didn't want to have such an experience of not knowing each other in the cemetery before.

"I know that Qiuqiu was obsessed with buying a cemetery before. Why did you buy a cemetery?"

"Of course it is for a place to be buried after death."

"But Qiuqiu bought a tomb for two people at the time, why did you rob him?" Everyone keenly grasped something, "You have a date, otherwise how would you buy a tomb for two people?!"

"Object, what object?"

Zhao Yanqi, who came out of the bathroom, hadn't wiped off the water on his hands. Hearing this, he rushed towards Zhao Nanchen, with a serious expression, but also a little relieved like an old father: "Nanchen, do you have a date? When? Bring it back to show brother?"

Zhao Nanchen was at a loss: "I don't have a partner."

"Then why did you buy the double tomb?"

"It's not thinking that my brother must not have a partner. Then my brother and I will be buried together after death. Maybe we can be brothers in the next life."

"puff……"

Rong Qin didn't want to laugh, but he couldn't help it. He thought that if he laughed, his good friend Zhao Yanqi might break up with him, no, he would definitely break up with him.

But I tried my best to endure it for three to five seconds——

"Hahaha..." Rong Qin laughed loudly.

Zhao Yanqi's face was already dark, he didn't know what to say, all the words at this moment were not as real as a beating.

He didn't know that his good brother actually cursed him to be lonely and widowed all his life, and then bought a double tomb and buried it together; wouldn't this make him have no peace in his next life.

Zhao Yanqi beat him very hard.

Beat up all the anger that I will suffer in the next life in advance.

The whole villa was screaming and dogs were jumping, Rong Qiu in the study on the second floor was stunned, he vaguely heard what had happened, and found it funny after hearing it.

Rong Qiu only felt that Zhao Nanchen deserved this beating.

I also feel that this kind of fireworks is really good.

It would be nice if it could go on for a long time.

Rong Qiu is not too busy at home.

Only Rong Qiu is in charge of Rong Qiu's research institute, but he is still in the drawing stage during this period, so he doesn't need the experimental equipment of the research institute. Rong Qiu spends six hours a day drawing in the study room, and the rest of the time he spends Take care of Rong Qin on the first floor.

Rong Qin gently reminded him whether to hire a nurse to take care of him.

At that time, Rong Qiu was cooking, and when he heard the words, he looked at Rong Qin in the wheelchair outside the kitchen door, with a puzzled and doubtful expression on his face: "Is it because I didn't take care of him well enough?"

"No, no." Rong Qin immediately explained, "I'm afraid that I will delay Qiuqiu's work."

Rong Qiu shook his head lightly, dipped his serving chopsticks into the soup in the pot and tasted it: "No. I'm also very relaxed doing this."

What Rong Qiu said was the truth, taking care of Rong Qin was more comfortable for Rong Qiu than devoting himself to the experiment.When Rong Qiu was still in the Mecha Research Institute, because there were no assistants recruited, and the experimental period was shortened, he was solely responsible for all the experiments and data acquisition. At that time, he lived in the Research Institute hospital.

Now he is much freer.

After all, it is not a public research institute, as long as the experimental results are produced before the time specified by him.

Rong Qiu was satisfied.

The pork ribs and corn soup tasted very good, with the sweetness of corn in the meaty aroma. Rong Qiu filled a small bowl for Rong Qin, but he didn't dare to fill it too much, for fear that Rong Qin would not be able to eat the lunch after drinking the soup.

Rong Qin took a sip and suddenly gave a thumbs up.

Immediately, Rong Qin skillfully took out his mobile phone beside the wheelchair, and took a picture of the bowl of soup with all the flavors and flavors.

Rong Qin's circle of friends is now full of daily recovery, or it can be said that it is the daily life of "xiudi". Rong Qiu's figure does not appear in the slightest, but Rong Qin's posting dynamics are beyond words.

[Today's soup is really good, Qiuqiu's craftsmanship is awesome~]

Rong Qin's volunteer army is already on the right track. He holds online meetings during the day, and now is the time for him to leave the meeting room. The employees under him are already used to seeing the boss's dynamics at this time, so they naturally flatter him, and the comment area is full of praise. This one is good at work.

Rong Qin was delighted to see it, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

Then he saw Qin Muye's comment——

【Qin Muye: That's great】

These two words are obviously simple, but Rong Qin can easily taste Qin Muye's bitterness.

Qin Muye is indeed miserable now, but who can be blamed.

Rong Qin pretended he didn't see it, and when he was done with his mobile phone, the temperature of the pork rib soup in the bowl had dropped just right, it was stewed until it was soft and rotten, and the pork rib meat that could be easily deboned was still golden and tender. Sweet corn.This small bowl is worth a thousand dollars.

Rong Qin sipped the soup, feeling satisfied in his heart.

On the fifth day after Christmas, Rong Qin's little apple finally couldn't stand it any longer.

The indoor temperature is very suitable, which also accelerates the drying and rotting of the small apples. Throughout the whole day, Rong Qin's expression was particularly gloomy. His indifferent expression during the meeting made his subordinates even wonder if there was a problem with the data.

Even Rong Qiu noticed something strange about Rong Qin.

After asking, I found out that the apple was about to go bad.

Rong Qiu counted the days, this apple should be broken, but Rong Qin's reaction caught him off guard.

Obviously it was just an apple that was bad, but Rong Qin acted like his beloved treasure had been smashed to pieces. Seeing Rong Qin staring at a bad apple, he couldn't even eat, Rong Qiu sighed helplessly, and went out at night to fall asleep. In the waste time, I went to the small supermarket outside by the way.

The supermarket owner knew him and skillfully touched a pack of cigarettes for him.

"No, no cigarettes today."

"Is this smoking cessation?"

"……more or less."

Rong Qiu walked around the shelves a few times and picked out a bag of fresh red apples. This supermarket is not too small. It has everything from daily food to stationery and accessories. Apple's keychain stays on for a long time.

"Want? This is for you, free of charge."

Rong Qiu wanted to pay, but the boss still refused: "It's okay, just thank you."

Rong Qiu is inexplicable.

The boss smiled: "There was a time when I ordered goods from the supermarket, thanks to your help."

Rong Qiu remembered.

There was something wrong with his experiment at the Mecha Research Institute that time, and it was a bit tricky. When he got home, he was still thinking about the research institute.

A little thing still let the boss remember for so long.

The boss smiled again: "The people living in this area are all Alphas with family backgrounds. None of them pay attention to the small supermarket, and even fewer can help."

Rong Qiu also smiled, even though he didn't think it was a big deal.

In the end, Rong Qiu returned with a bag full of apples and a bunch of slightly pink-tender apple keys.

Rong Qin's mood at home has calmed down a little, but only a little bit, and this "a little bit" is because he saw Rong Qiu push the door in.

Rong Qiu asked Rong Qin for the apple that was about to go bad.

It was rare for Rong Qin not to follow Rong Qiu's wishes, but he still held out his hand to Rong Qiu.

Rong Qiu looked at the little apple in his palm.

If you don't throw it away, the sour taste will ferment into a foul smell.

Seeing that Rong Qiu seemed to want to throw his apple, Rong Qin trembled excitedly.Rong Qiu didn't see it, he just put the apple gently behind his back, and then handed Rong Qin a bag of apples and the string of crystal glass keychains.

"Brother wants it, I will always buy it for him. It's just the first one, it won't be the last one."

Rongqiu still didn't throw away the last broken apple.

Rong Qin seemed obsessed with this apple.

Rong Qiu carefully took out the apple seeds that were still intact inside, and promised Rong Qin to plant them in the flower garden outside their villa when the spring came.

Rong Qin was moved to the point of tears, then remembered something, reminded Rong Qiu in a low voice: "There are autumn flowers planted in the flower garden outside, we can plant them in the soil on the other side of the fence gate."

Looking at Rong Qin who was like a big child, Rong Qiu, who was coaxing a good person, finally smiled: "It's fine. But the flowers in my flower garden may not be able to grow alive."

"Who said that Qiuqiu's flowers will definitely grow well."

Rong Qiu didn't hold out hope for Rong Qin's self-confidence.

This is not the first time he has planted roses, but the climate in the Thirteenth Military Region is not as mild as that of the First Military Region, with hotter summers and colder winters. All the seeds he planted in the First Military Region have been pulled out, and the branches are thick , It looks like it can explode at first glance.It's a pity that he left in a hurry at that time, and the house in the First Military Region was sold to someone else so quickly, and he didn't know what happened to those flowers.

Now the latest batch of flower seeds he planted in the No.13 military region, even if the seedlings are alive, they are wilting.

Rong Qiu didn't hold out hope.So he only went out again to watch the status of the young seedlings in the flower garden when the weather was a few degrees warmer.

The seedlings are still wilting. This whole little plant can't be called strong, but it seems to be bigger and thicker than before. A few new leaves have been pulled out, which is different from the previous few days. .

Maybe he can really grow another batch this time.

Subtle hopes floated up, and Rong Qiu noticed that there seemed to be something different.

The color of this soil seems to be different from the previous one.

Last time, when he came to look at it a few days ago, the surface of this piece of soil was slightly whitish, with some signs of drying up, but now the soil is drenched and exudes the fertile atmosphere of black soil.

Rong Qiu stretched out his fingertips and crushed it.

The soil is not right either.

This is not the original soil in his garden.

He grows flowers as he likes, sows a seed, waters it, and builds a greenhouse for the seedlings in winter. He doesn't know how to change the soil.

So, who—

He rebuilt his insulation shed, and changed the soil and watered it very thoughtfully.

He went home and checked the surveillance outside.

From the first day he left the villa, after he left, Rong Qin came back to live there from time to time, and then Rong Qin didn't come back, and the villa was deserted for a long time.

until……

An exceptionally tall and familiar figure appeared in Rong Qiu's sight.

The man stepped on the knee-high snow, and stepped on a row of solid footprints from the not-so-wide avenue. The footprints connected the avenue and his small nursery.

Why did he appear outside his villa.

Soon, Rong Qiu knew the answer.But his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw the man reaching out his hand to try to remove the snow on the half-dumped greenhouse, but the snow was so thick that it was piled up on the greenhouse, and it was useless to dust it with his hands, so the man could only dig it with his hands.I don't know how long it took to dig the heavy snow to one side, and the rest is the half-collapsed greenhouse.

The following paragraph is like an ancient silent movie.

The man clumsily propped up the entire greenhouse, and seemed dissatisfied. He bowed and manipulated for a long time, and finally managed the strange appearance that Rong Qiu saw now.

But Miao Miaomiao of Rong Qiu's family is dying.

Because the weather was too cold, the continuous low temperature made the tall trees beside the road almost unbearable, and the tender plants were still too fragile, withered and frostbitten.

Rong Qiu found out very quickly, maybe it can be said that after he watched all the videos about someone in the villa, Rong Qiu silently fell in love with the small flower garden outside.

Now Rong Qiu looked at the small plants that were gone, closed the curtain of the warm shed, and sighed silently in his heart.

Perhaps this effort is still in vain.

Rong Qin, who was very concerned about Rong Qiu's mental health, was keenly aware of Rong Qiu's emotional changes. He was absent-minded after breakfast in the morning, and then went out to play with his little flower garden when it was so cold outside.

"What's wrong with the little flower garden outside? Are there any flowers that need to be brought back?" Rong Qin just asked casually, he still remembered the little flower garden outside Rong Qiu's villa. There were no flowers in the garden.

Rong Qiu shook his head: "No."

"Then don't go out. If you go out on a day like this, your ears will freeze off in a few minutes. Qiuqiu be careful, don't hurt your hands."

Speaking of frozen hands, Rong Qiu lowered his head.

Obviously shouldn't think about it, but still can't help but think of those hands full of frostbite.

The next day, Rong Qiu turned on the most recent video again with some unknown emotion.

Unexpectedly, the man appeared again last night.

After standing outside for a long time, he left again.

Rong Qiu became more and more irritable.

In order to drive away these unspeakable thoughts, Rong Qiu specially ordered a bouquet of golden roses on the Internet. Looking at the bouquet of roses on the desk in the study, Rong Qiu rarely stayed up all night. He was still up at one o'clock in the morning. It is complicated hand-painted paper.He has roughly drawn the prototype of the new mecha, but there are still a few small details that need to be filled in.Not surprisingly, he will stay up all night today.

At a few minutes past one, Rong Qiu went downstairs to pour water.

In order to get rid of the slight drowsiness, he even washed his face with cold water from the kitchen.

As soon as he turned around, he immediately noticed a figure shaking slightly on the terrace.

Qin Muye was bending over. He didn't have gloves on. He was afraid that using gloves would make it difficult for him to dig the soil. He gently removed the small plants that were about to wither and turned yellow, and took out a new plant with hands that were red from the cold. Putting it into that pit, the moonlight and snow color in front of me faded away instantly, replaced by the incandescent balcony lamp and a slender figure.

Qin Muye froze suddenly.

Realizing something, he looked up.

The person he thought had fallen asleep suddenly appeared in front of him.

Rong Qiu was wearing warm and comfortable white velvet pajamas, holding a cup of steaming water in his hand, his Qinglingling face showed a gentle and clear gentleness, the cool night was like water, but his eyes were clearer than snowy nights.