spring flowers blooming snow condensed branches

White snow fell all over the sky in this frozen world thousands of miles away, and he lay sideways in the snow.

From this angle, he can see a small piece of sky, the oppressive leaden gray sky is vast and vast, and the hexagonal snowflakes are falling leisurely, magnifying and magnifying in his eyes...

He didn't blink, and let the snowflakes fall leisurely on his dim golden eyes.

The coldness spread instantly, he sensed the cold dully, and the bone-piercing cold spread layer upon layer.

He tried his best to hold himself together, and he didn't have any fear of the imminent death, but he was a little regretful, and it wasn't all peach blossoms at this time...

When the sudden warmth came, Hu Youran suddenly opened his eyes, and his hair almost exploded in shock.

He looked at the thin boy who was at a loss and was pinching the corner of the blanket. He couldn't get up and down. The other party was obviously covering him with a blanket. It seemed unreasonable for him to get angry. Besides, the other party could not beat or scold him...

None of the Shang family's brats can rest easy...

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shang Xuening pinched the blanket and insisted on covering the fox lying on his desk.

"It's snowing outside, and you still sleep with the window open." The boy said flatly, but his tone was full of accusations.

Hu Youran deftly ignored the other party's complaints, and changed the subject and asked: "It's so strange that it's still snowing at this time! I remember the beginning of spring today!" He said paws and pushed open the window just closed by the boy .

The cool wind covered his face with fine snowflakes, and Hu Youran was a little dazed thinking about the experience he almost died a long time ago, and the long-lost dream just now...

He thought about it again, could it be some kind of omen?

He put this thought behind him every two seconds, it's useless to think about it anyway, he has always been too lazy to care about these things, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge!He turned his head to look at the taciturn boy, and sincerely suggested: "Little rascal, why don't we go out and play!"

Shang Xuening readily agreed, picked up the light yellow down jacket neatly laid out by the bedside and put it on, walked to the window and closed it casually, blocking Hu Youran's wild thoughts of looking out of the window.

It hadn't snowed yet when Shang Xuening went out in the morning, but in the afternoon there was already snow on the flower beds and under the trees.

Hu Youran lazily jumped off the desk he used as a bed to sleep on, and followed Shang Xuening to go out to get some air after a long absence.

Shang Xuening habitually glanced at the room, but there was actually nothing to see, the room was simple and lacking in color, there was a desk by the window, and his test papers and textbooks were placed in a high stack on it, and the simple learning tools.

Apart from a bed, the small one-bedroom room only has an old-fashioned wardrobe that is more than one person tall. The dark brown wood color has peeled off in many places, revealing the cheap birch wood inside.

There is an offering table on the place facing south. It is a piece of red paper pasted on the wall, with names and titles neatly written on it, and an incense burner is placed on the small table.

There was nothing else in the whole house, although his master tried his best to keep it tidy, but it couldn't stop the bleak and solemn.

The only thing that is a little bit alive is a small pot of succulents on the windowsill. It is the only gift Shang Xuening has received after living for 15 years. The vitality is tenacious and tenacious!

After leaving the old residential building, Hu Youran hated being stuck in snow and mud, so she simply floated next to Shang Xuening. After a long absence, she felt in a good mood. The finely shattered snow was scattered, and occasionally the wind blew by, and the shattered snow would involuntarily slap people in the face.

No matter how cold it is in March, it won't be as cold as winter, so even though Hu Youyan has thick fur, he has a little problem of chills, but he said that this level is not a big deal, it's great to have fur!

Not to mention that Shang Xuening had already put on the down jacket obediently, Hu Youran was quite satisfied with him, at least he didn't have to tell her like an old mother, the other party knew that she was a weak chicken.

The green trees on both sides of the road are pruned squarely, with a finger-deep layer of snow on them, and the criss-cross branches have not yet grown new green, and the snow covering the branches is trembling and ready to fall.

There is a faint fragrance of flowers in the wind. I don’t know when the peach blossoms are already in full bloom. Although the peach trees in twos and threes by the roadside are irregular in length, strings of peach blossoms that are either budding or in full bloom have infected this small piece of world. The gorgeous, pink and white peach blossoms echo the snow, which is charming and affectionate but also seems cold and ruthless.

A peach blossom in the snow like a certain fox... Thinking of this, Shang Yu unconsciously smiled, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was light and warm.

"It's beautiful, Youran!"

Hu Youran reflexively replied: "Give me an honorific title, brat!"

He ignored the other party after he finished speaking, because it was useless to say it, the only thing that a well-behaved kid would never compromise on was that he was helpless...

But Hu Youran didn't care too much about it, it was just talking, he flew up and down around the peach tree on his own, playing with the snow on the petals, hanging himself on the branch of the tree, posing Swinging it away, the falling snow fell all over Shang Xuening's body. The latter brushed off the snowflakes in a good-tempered manner and looked up at him.

Fortunately, ordinary people can't see a certain fox, otherwise they won't be watched!

The fox hanging on the branch has brown-red fur of different shades, pointed ears, pointed tail, silver-gray claws and abdomen, and rich amber-gold eyes. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary red fox.

Within 2 minutes, Hu Youran felt bored, and flew down resentfully, flying up and down around Shang Xuening twice, originally wanting to find a place to stay, but there was no place for the little ghost with his thin body, so he had to Sorry to give up.

"By the way, go buy me fried chicken! Let's have fried chicken tonight!" He suggested enthusiastically.

Shang Xuening nodded helplessly. Every time he went to buy fried chicken, the boss would look at him with indescribable eyes. He guessed that the boss must secretly complain that he can eat it.

After buying something and going back upstairs, compared to Hu Youran who was salivating over the fried chicken with great interest, Shang Xuening looked not energetic.

Hu Youran blinked, and stretched out his paws to press Shang Xuening's forehead, but he forgot that the temperature of foxes is much higher than that of humans, so he didn't touch anything.

This kid is really troublesome...

In just one month, Hu Youran couldn't remember how many times he was so emotional.

With a thought, he simply turned into a human shape, and his furry claws turned into slender, well-articulated hands.

It didn't help, though, because he wasn't sure what a normal human body temperature was.

"Little devil, do you have a fever? What's wrong?" Hu Youran asked a little irritably, but found that the other party was looking up at him, his eyes were blurred, his face was flushed, and he didn't know where his mind was wandering.

Hu Youran was so angry and funny, she just pulled his face and rubbed it, "Is this kid stupid? Be careful, I will treat you like a fried chicken!"

Shang Xuening "..."

He silently blushed even more...