Chapter 55

At this moment, Jingzhi was somewhat vexed. She had actually missed out on such a beautiful scenery.

She stood in silence for a while before she suddenly felt a small impulse. Move, fasten the buttons on your body, quietly begin to work hard to pile up the snow, little by little rolling into snowballs, and then pile out the snowman's fat body, then a cute little head, picked up two frozen stones in the snow as eyes, and finally, pulled down his coat under a crescent-shaped dark red button to make the mouth of the snowman, a great success! Jingzhi exhaled into his frozen hands, smiling and squinting at the ugly snowman.

Not far away, there was a lone wolf. In the small building, standing by the window, stood a man, his tall figure silhouetted against the window, his dark eyes fixed on the round figure wrapped in a bundle, watching her work, watching her jump and move her frozen feet, watching the sweetest smile on her face, watching her use her feet to write a big line of words on the snow.

Shao Ting, can we stay together forever?

Meng Shaoqian suddenly trembled. Only when pain came from his fingertips did he realize that the smoke had already burnt out. He casually threw away the smoke, silently closed the curtain and turned around.

It wasn't until his body was about to freeze, that he came back to his room, hugging his clothes tightly.

Suddenly, he stepped forward, scooped up handfuls of snow, and sprinkled them on top of the line of words. After a few minutes, the words were no longer legible, and the person clapped his hands and left with a smile.

As soon as he left, another person walked out from a small path to the side. That person was tall and was clad in black. He stood in the courtyard, wearing a silver robe. His gaze slowly shifted to the side. When he saw a figure appear in front of the window of the small building, he sneered. So, it wasn't just me who was foolish.

Taking a step forward, his tall body slightly bent down and saw that the snowman was smiling like her.

The finger with the black glove took off the button that was used to make the snowman's mouth, held it in the palm of his hand for a moment, then put it back in his pocket. Then he turned around and left.

Know what was written in the snow? A short moment of doubt slipped across Meng Shaoting's heart, but was immediately thrown to the side. He no longer wanted to think about any other questions related to this woman.

When he woke up the next morning, he found out that he had a fever and received a call from Meng Shaoting when he had a headache. He had already boarded the plane to America.

A strong sense of loss suddenly hit Jing Zhi, leaving him at a loss. His illness immediately turned serious as he saw the sky lying on his bed. He was in a daze, and invited the doctor to prescribe some medicine, but she was not well, and just lying there for a day, the servant did not care, but Meng Shaoqian still came to take care of her from time to time.

She thought that Shao Ting had instructed her brother before he left, otherwise, with her elder brother's personality, he wouldn't even spare a single glance at external matters. Therefore, she believed that he didn't feel that anything was amiss with his concern and concern for Jingjing.