Xi Yancheng quickly closed the window and stood in the same place, so that his coolness was taken away by the surrounding temperature.

The light in the room is very dark, only the light of a footlight can let him roughly see the outline of palace Mo Yi.

He stood there, looking at her quietly.

He had not seen her sleeping for a long time. He looked at her and gradually forgot that they had been apart.

The coolness of the body gradually dissipated, and Xi Yancheng slowly walked to the bedside of Gongmo Yi.

She was sleeping soundly, breathing long, and her fingers were slightly bent, white and lovely.

Xi Yancheng gently grabs Gong Mo Yi's hand and carefully places it in the palm.

Her hands were small and soft, so quiet in his palms that he seemed to hold a cloud.

Xi Yancheng took out the necklace from his pocket and put it on Gong Mo Yi.

She was really sleepy, so even if he did, she was still and did not respond.

He put on a good positioning, body a little closer to her, lips and flaps in front of her cheek, but did not kiss.

He was afraid to wake her up and hear her say such hurtful words in the day.

He never knew that his little girl could make him hurt so much when she was cruel.

Xi Yancheng held Gong Mo Yi's hand and sat down on the ground.

He sat at the edge of the bed, his head just flush with her pillow, so close to her that she could almost smell her breath.

Xi Yancheng adapted to the light in the room, so he also saw Gong Mo Yi's injury.

Because of the need to sew up the wound before, the hair around the wound was shaved about half a centimeter wide. Usually she has long hair, which can't be seen when it is tied up in the daytime. However, when it spreads at night, he can see that her wound is about five centimeters long.

His heart rises fine and dense pain, suddenly feel, she is so indifferent to him in the daytime is right.

It was he who left without saying goodbye for a year, which made her worried and hurt her again and again.

She has a lot of wounds because of him!

"Baby, I'm sorry." Xi Yancheng said softly, "so I will use the rest of my life to make up for you."

Miyamoi is quiet and will not respond to him.

The snow outside seems to be getting bigger and bigger. Xi Yancheng can see the snowflakes flying under the street lamp even though he is separated from the glass.

He thought of his first kiss with her. The snow on that day seemed so beautiful.

Time flowed slowly, and Xi Yancheng left at five o'clock in the morning.

He released Gong Mo Yi's hand and helped her tuck in the quilt corner. He could not help but leaned over and kissed Gong Mo Yi's hair. Then he jumped out of the window again and closed the window with his backhand.

When Gong Moyi woke up the next day, he found it snowed outside.

She sat up from the bed, looking at the snow covered landscape, her eyes suddenly brightened.

Song Yi people had already come to her room. Seeing her daughter like this, they guessed that Gong Moyi was no more than ten years old today.

Sure enough, she was about to jump out of bed barefoot, and said happily, "Mom, it's snowing, I'm going to make a snowman!"

Song Yi people even busy way: "good, but we first dress, eat breakfast and then go!"

"Well, mom, I want to eat sugar gourd!" Miyamoi road.

Song Yi people cry and laugh: "Xiao Yi, tell mom, how old are you?"

Palace Mo Yi answers very simply: "Mom, I am three years old!"

Song Yiren: "it's just

The movement here also startled Lin Shujuan and others. When they came in, they heard Gong Moyi say that she was three years old and could not laugh or cry.

After all, yesterday was still 21 years old, today is only 3 years old, this gap is really amazing.

So, today is another day to take care of children.

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