Snow falls silently

Having stayed here for several years, looking at the familiar place, An Yuewei felt a little bit reluctant.Here he made a friend, Jiang Chengyu.

"It's good to go back, it's convenient to do anything close to home. Hey, but I really miss you." Jiang Chengyu looked reluctant to let go, he hugged An Yuewei and patted him on the back.

"I've always been very grateful to you." An Yuewei said, he looked at Jiang Chengyu intently, with a serious expression, and unconsciously regarded this person as a friend.Jiang Chengyu smiled and said, "There is nothing to thank. We will meet again in the future."

"Ah."

Zhou Xiao also came to see him off. Although their relationship had ended for a long time, it was strange that they could continue to get along like ordinary friends.He sat quietly in the front seat and drove, listening to the movement behind, "Do you still remember what I said before, if possible, I really want to keep you by my side?"

"Remember." An Yuewei glanced at the person in front of him.

"Although it's a little late now, I hope you can stay."

"Hehe." Jiang Chengyu sneered, "You are such an erratic person, only ghosts would believe it."

"What I said is true." Zhou Xiao said seriously.

"Then why did you go long ago? If you really liked him, why did you break up with him before?" Jiang Chengyu said indignantly.

"I'm already changing this habit."

"Hmph, who believes it?"

An Yuewei didn't speak. Even if what Zhou Xiao said was true, he might not have too much affection for him. During those frantic days, the two of them were just playing with their own thoughts, and no one had the right to say anything about the other.

When An Yuewei arrived, it was already dark.He walked out with the crowd, passed the exit, and a figure was looking around in the orange light. The familiar scene quietly surged out from the depths of his memory, but the personnel and affairs were no longer what they used to be.Before he came back, he told Fang Yongzhao that he didn't need to pick him up because he knew he was busy with work, but he still came over.

Fang Yongzhao approached and took his luggage, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

"Ah."

"I haven't, let's go to my house to eat together."

"Okay." Before returning, An Yuewei handed over some resumes, and two of them had already invited him for an interview.

Although I don't want to disturb their family, it is not easy to find a place to work and live.He planned not to go out again when he came back. His father was not in good health recently, so he decided to come back and buy a house here.

Arriving at Fang Yongzhao's house, his daughter ran out of the room, with a petite body in a pleated suit, short student hair, and two dimples on her face, Fang Yongzhao squatted down and hugged her, "Where's your mother? "

"Not coming back."

Looking at the cold dishes on the table, Fang Yongzhao had a headache, and said to her, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

"Well, come on, call uncle."

Fang Yutong smiled sweetly at An Yuewei, "Uncle."

It's only been a few years since she grew up so big, she looked up at him, An Yuewei reached out and touched her head, "What grade are you in?"

"First grade."

He suddenly realized that this place had changed so much after he had been away for a few years. He looked up at Fang Yongzhao again. He hadn't looked at him carefully outside just now, but now he realized that there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but he was still very energetic. Even so, There was something empty in his heart.

"Then stay at home obediently. Uncle and I will go out for a while."

"it is good."

Seeing her go back to the room, Fang Yongzhao said to him, "I'll take you out to eat."

"Okay." An Yuewei didn't ask any more questions. It's better not to ask about some things, after all, it's someone else's family business.

After returning from eating, An Yuewei took a shower and went back to the guest room.Fang Yongzhao came in and talked to him for a while and then went out. Not long after, he heard voices outside, it was Tang Xiaomeng who came back.Then the door was knocked, he opened the door and saw Tang Xiaomeng, he smiled at her, but for some reason he still couldn't call out that sister-in-law.

"Yo, I haven't seen you for a long time, you've made a fortune, ha ha."

Fang Yongzhao gave her a hand, and then said to An Yuewei, "You should rest first."

"Ah."

After the door closed, Tang Xiaomeng shook off him, "Why are you pulling me?"

"Why do you make a fortune, and people talk about this as soon as they come?"

"There's nothing you can't say about this, isn't it all polite words?"

Then Fang Yongzhao pointed to the dishes on the table, "The dishes are all cold."

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Tang Xiaomeng looked at him suspiciously.

"Eat outside."

"Oh, by the way, I won a lot today, hehehe." As she spoke, she opened her purse.

Fang Yongzhao was a little helpless, "If you have nothing to do, go out and find something leisurely to do, I think you will be moldy."

"Hey, where am I free? I have to take care of Tongtong and do housework. You think I'm very leisurely." Tang Xiaomeng gave her a sidelong glance.

"Hehe, housework."

"What?" Tang Xiaomeng felt a little guilty, after all, Fang Yongzhao did some of the housework.

"You don't play mahjong with those people in the future, you are not a rich wife like them."

"But I won."

"Can this be a job? Do you win as much as you lose?"

The fire that Tang Xiaomeng had been holding back was also ignited. Her personality was soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She couldn't tolerate others looking down on her, "Didn't I just spend some money from my passbook! Remember, don't you think I Do you have any objections if you don’t have a job! Hmph! I will go out to work, and I won’t cost you a penny in the future!”

She was a little emotional, and her voice became louder, "I didn't mean that." Fang Yongzhao seemed to hear the door knocking on his daughter's side, and hurriedly pulled her into his room.

Although the noise outside was separated by the wall, An Yuewei still heard it. He looked around the room. It's better not to stay in this place too often. It's always bad to be caught by an outsider.He gently opened the door, looked outside, saw Fang Yutong standing in the living room, and saw his big black eyes blinking.

An Yuewei walked over and squatted beside her, "Tongtong, it's time to go to bed so late."

"Can't sleep."

"..."

"Mom often talked loudly to dad, and she was woken up when she fell asleep."

An Yuewei glanced at Fang Yongzhao's closed door, "Go back to the room first." He sent Fang Yutong into her room, which contained many toys, fairy tale books, and game consoles.

He opened a book of fairy tales, the words on it were huge, and pinyin was added, "Can you understand it?"

Fang Yutong shook her head, "I don't know many characters on it."

"Then who bought it for you?"

"Father bought it." An Yuewei laughed after hearing this.

"Sometimes he would tell me the stories in it at night." She approached and flipped through the fairy tale book page by page, "I told this to me, and this."

"Does it sound good?"

"It doesn't sound good. Every time he didn't finish speaking, he said he was sleepy and wanted to sleep."

An Yuewei was silent for a while and said, "Where did he talk?"

Fang Yutong looked at the illustration, "Here it is."

"Well, later, after many years, that little boy became an old man with rough hands and wrinkles all over his face, but the young girl remained the same."

"Why?"

"Because the maiden is a puppet, she looks like a man, but she never grows old. She took the old man's hand and stayed with him until he died. The maiden sang no more, and the beautiful song was never heard in the church." singing."

"Why doesn't she sing?"

"Then do you remember why she started singing?"

Fang Yutong shook her head, "I forgot about the previous ones."

"Well, because after the person who created her died, the girl has been to many places and asked many people if they would like to listen to her songs, but people saw that her hair was messed up and her face was dirty. I think she is crazy, no one pays attention to her,

Until one day she saw this little boy. There was a war in the little boy's country. He was left behind when he fled alone with the crowd. The girl asked him if he wanted to listen to her singing, and he said yes, so the two hid in the church , the girl began to sing to him.After the war, the singing in this church was considered to be the singing of God, and people would come here to listen and pray to God every day.In the end, the little boy turned into an old man and died. People could not hear the singing and thought that God had left, and the church was abandoned. One day, a long time later, a passer-by accidentally went in and found a pile of bones and a few knots of wood in a corner. "

Fang Yutong frowned after hearing this, and seemed a little unhappy. "What's wrong?" An Yuewei asked her.

"Uncle, tell me a happier story next time."

"Oh, good." An Yuewei thought for a while and said to him, "Do you want to listen to ghost stories?"

"No, I'm afraid."

"Hehe, go to bed quickly, I will tell you a very funny story next time."

"Well, good!" The two dimples on Fang Yutong's face were slightly exposed.

Seeing her fall asleep, An Yuewei turned off the light and closed the door to his own room. Just as he was about to go in, Fang Yongzhao stopped him, and he could see that his face was a little tired. "Brother, you haven't slept yet."

His face was a little stiff, avoiding his gaze, "I'll squeeze with you tonight."

An Yue was the only one stunned, and understood in his heart, but he didn't ask anything, "Okay, come in."