one acre flower field

There was a heavy snowfall last night. It has not snowed here for many years. It suddenly fell like this, and it was very menacing.

He was awakened by the snow light early in the morning, and suddenly woke up, Yuan Jin was not by his side.

So I went to the balcony to watch the snow.

The window was wide open, and a red plum grew outside the window.The sky is gray, the red plums are reflected in the snow, and the whitewashed wall of the opposite building is covered with ivy in four seasons, which is mellow and sad.Snow fell on the collarbone and wet the skirt of his clothes.

I wanted to lean forward to pick a falling snow, turned around and fell into the huge warmth, Yuan Jin chased over with a blanket in his arms, and he closed the window.

I am secretly proud where no one can see.

I am also becoming more and more unreasonable. I am obsessed with everything that makes him worry, and I am desperately looking for every bit of proof that he is reluctant to part with me.

What wrapped me up was a blanket, a big red blanket, as soft as an old cat at home.The color was chosen by Yuan Jin. There were clusters of magnificent peonies blooming on the bright red face. He likes everything that is warm.I was wrapped in a blanket, like the famous roast duck in the capital was wrapped in a lotus leaf cake, and I should be ripped open and swallowed in the next second.

But I can't deny that Yuan Jin during the day is a veritable gentleman, no kidding.He reached out his hand to feel the temperature on my forehead, and then slapped me across the blanket, before throwing me on the bed, wrapping the still warm quilt all over my body, and hurried out again.

Walking to the door, he seemed unconvinced, walked back, clapped his hands again, and said angrily, "The cake is all burnt."

I was still tightly wrapped in blankets, and after struggling to get half of my head out of the mess of blankets, I said, "I'm sorry."

He pouted, walked back to the door, then turned back, patted my quilt again, and said sullenly: "Today's brown sugar tea, I'm going to put [-] times the ginger."

Me: "..." The way I twisted to his side must look like some kind of reptile, because I saw Yuan Jin smiling, so I tried my best to twist to his side, my lips touched his fingers, cool , is the temperature after sunset.

I like Yuan Jin's hands, they are white and slender, with two cyan veins scattered on the back of the hands, curled up just right at the diagonal of the gray apron, you can see the clean lust even without doing anything .

He finally went out contentedly, and I was alone in the chill on my lips.

Fried eggs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the cake is sweet enough. Yuan Jin has no sense of taste, but he can make the most delicious food. Maybe taste is not the only soul of food.

I took a sip of the brown sugar tea that had been cleaned of ginger, and then said to him: "In the afternoon, let's go out for a stroll, it's time to buy new year's goods."

Yuan Jin was teasing the cat, it was a long-haired cat with dark clouds and snow, it was picked up in high school, it was a stray cat.My mother said that cats are cold-tempered and can't be kept at home. She is a bit of a clean freak and hates these messy things that shed hair.I had a cold war with her for several days, and I promised to take care of myself, so I stayed anyway.

After a few days, I got tired of it.

Since then, Yuan Jin has been raising it, and this cat probably has some spirituality. It has a radius of 5000 miles, and it has been in China for [-] years, so it is closer to Yuan Jin.

It was convenient for me, but occasionally I ended up competing with a cat for favor.

Yuan Jin hasn't been out of the house for a long time.

The range of activities of the bionic person is limited, and the guardian cannot leave the guardian's [-] meters away when he is there, and he is not allowed to leave the house without the guardian's company.

My heart and soul are trapped in a square inch, in a cage, there is no way to avoid it, and I am willing to love it.

We didn't go out until evening, Yuan Jin was wearing a taupe-coloured plush sweater, and I wrapped him a thick scarf, his eyes showed a long and narrow slit from the edge of his low hat.

So I had a lingering dream during the day. I dreamed that thousands of stars were rushing, and the gods were walking towards me slowly.

Yuan Jin's hair was very long, reaching to his waist.Before going out, I tied up his long hair for him, and when it was tied up, his handsome face showed even more, so I let it down for him.

The place we live in is an old-style community, and we have lived here for some years.When I went downstairs, the old lady on the first floor was sitting on a rocking chair beside the flower garden. It was getting colder after the snow melted, but fortunately there was sun, and the old lady was basking in the sun.

There used to be small green vegetables growing in this flower garden, but after winter came, it was so deserted.The snow in the morning hadn't cleared away yet, and there was some dark soil in the white snow, like a cheap black padded jacket, worn out, revealing the tattered cotton wool inside, but it was still warm when outsiders pinched it.

The old lady greeted me with a smile: "Hey, relatives?"

There was a dull pain in my heart, I didn't dare to look at Yuan Jin, so I could only take his hand, pull his tightly covered hat on the net and explain: "No, my boyfriend."

The old lady was stunned for a moment, and then sighed: "Is the little bird in love? I still want to introduce you, my niece, the one you saw at my house last time, the girl is beautiful, she graduated from the same university as you Yes, the family is right, what a pity."

She said that by the end, I was already in a cold sweat.Yuan Jin is taller than me. When I peeked at Thirteenth, his blue eyes were looking at me from the seam of his hat. There was no emotion in his eyes, and he was even a little understanding.

I just learned that tenderness can also make people lose their minds.

After dealing with the old lady hastily, I took Yuan Jin away, and I explained to him after going out: "She sent a few months of cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I sent some of the dumplings made a few days ago. I didn't expect to meet her niece."

Yuan Jin smiled: "I know, I didn't blame you."

He didn't blame me.

The palms are prone to sweat when the fingers are interlocked, I gently rubbed his palms, and the cold sweat seeped into the blood from the palms again, and I shivered.

Yuan Jin probably really knows magic tricks, he stretched out his free other hand, shook our clenched hand and motioned me to look.

I saw two little snowmen with long index fingers lying on his hands.Yuan Jin is good at pottery. I still have the sunny doll made of clay that he gave me on my bag. It is black clay, white glaze, red bells floating out of the skirt, and my name is beautifully engraved on the back. There is a saying "avoid all evil, and there is no taboo".

His snowman is as good as Tao, like the two of us, the gray-haired me and Yuan Jin, who grow old together that I can't dream of.

So I ran back home with two snowmen in my arms. The plastic wrap at home was used up. I made a separate grid for the refrigerator and put the two little people in it. I also wanted to turn the temperature of the air conditioner to the lowest.

Yuan Jin smiled, and he said, "I'll pinch it for you next year."

I asked him, "What about the next year?"

He said: "There will also be in the year after next."

I asked him, "What about the next year?"

He couldn't stop laughing: "Yes, always, every year."

So I let go of half my heart.

It took a long time to go out, and I haven't been shopping for a long time, so it looks a little strange at first glance.

It turns out that the breakfast shop we are used to eating is gone, a new Malatang is being renovated, giant dolls are swinging at the entrance of the underground shopping mall, children are holding cartoon balloons and shuttle back and forth among the dolls, young girls are talking high-profile Walking by with a smile, the old beggar at the crossroads was still drowsy in that army green torn padded jacket, the big red blessing characters were pasted all over the place, and thousands of households were singing "Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations" on the speakers. .”

Yuan Jin squatted in front of the blind monk who set up a street stall. His Spring Festival couplets were written and sold on the spot, and he hadn't seen handwritten Spring Festival couplets for many years.Next to the Spring Festival couplets are a pair of fat dolls congratulating each other, paper-cuts are piled up, lively and lively, and the children with braids are rolling around while supporting the carp.

Yuan Jin chatted speculatively with him, so I took the wedding paper, and my fingers touched the wet ink on the wedding paper.The antique Big Ben hanging on the outer wall of the Economic and Trade Building rings on time at seven o'clock, and the street lights come on from a distance.

The monk said: "The gambling book disappeared with the fragrance of tea. At that time, only Taoism was common."