Fengluo listens to the sound of snow

"I know," Su Xueyin lowered her head, "I thought you forgot."

"Of course I haven't forgotten," Qin Feng said, "I was only ten years old that year."

"You really remember?" Su Xueyin's eyes lit up.

"Of course I remember. Otherwise, there were so many seriously injured people in Hu Yanpo back then, why would I have brought you back to Qin's Village?" Qin Feng looked at him with a smile.

Su Xueyin also laughed, yes, he should remember it too.

In the winter of that year, the snow fell very heavily, it was freezing cold, and the dripping water turned into ice.

Qin Feng was wearing a white fleece coat, a cotton hat, a pretty white cloak, and a dagger around his waist. The jade pendant next to his belt was also dangling all the way, holding Liu Shao's hand, and following him all the way.

Liu Shao was going outside to collect rent, and he clamored to follow.The weather was cold, and the rivers and lakes were not stable. His father didn't want him to go out, but he couldn't persuade him. Finally, he let Liu Shao take him, but he also told him not to cause trouble or make noise along the way.

Although it was cold on the road, Qin Feng was always quiet and didn't make any noise, so he followed silently.

Liu Shao led him, although he walked slowly, but he was not carried away, boy, he needs to practice more, this is what his father ordered.

They had come out on horseback.But this year the snow was too heavy, and the horses were even more afraid of the cold. Their feet were frozen when they stepped into the snow.Liu Shao couldn't bear it, and after collecting the rent, he fostered them in a shop and decided to walk back on foot.What used to be a two-day journey turned into six, seven, or even more.

Goose feather snow was falling, and they shared an umbrella, stepping into the deep snow step by step, and every step seemed difficult.The snow outside wet his sheepskin boots, but he didn't hate the snow. Instead, he found the "creaking" sound of stepping on the snow very interesting.

Because it was too cold, except for some inns, almost all the shops were closed, and there were no pedestrians or vendors outside.

They walked through the deserted streets, and at this time night fell and the sky gradually darkened.

But the surrounding snow is still bright, which is really interesting, this snow can still illuminate.

Suddenly, at the corner of a street, he saw a boy who was slightly older than him.

The man was wearing a single suit, which was still in tatters. He sat with his head down on the snow, as if he was too cold to stand up.

He released Liu Shao's hand and ran over by himself, "Hey, who are you? Why are you here? It's so cold, why don't you go home?"

He looked at him trembling all over.

The boy looked up.

His face was flushed red from the cold, covered with bruises from the wind and snow, and his lips were dry and cracked, but those eyes were piercing and shining like stars.

"I, I don't have a home."

he said tremblingly.

Liu Shao came over and put on the umbrella for him, "My lord."

Qin Feng ignored him, and then asked the boy, "What's your name? Do you have relatives?"

"I, my surname is Su, yes, I have a master, he has something to go on a long trip," the young man muttered, "It turned out that my name was Tie Dan, but when I met the master, he wanted to give me a name, but, but It's been several years, and he didn't think of a suitable name."

He spoke intermittently and trembled unceasingly.

Seeing how cold he was, Qin Feng untied the cloak and put it on him, and tied the belt carefully.

"My lord!" Liu Shao was startled and pulled him up, "It's so cold outside, you'll catch a cold like this."

After several days of traveling, their clothes were already wet, only this one was still dry.And there isn't even an open cloth shop around, so how do you make clothes?

Hearing this, the young man frowned slightly and was about to take off his cloak.Qin Feng squatted down and held his hand, "Don't listen to his nonsense, I'm dressed very warmly, I won't catch a cold."

The boy was taken aback for a moment, stopped his hands, and looked at him with big black eyes.

Liu Shao sighed, and held the umbrella for the two of them.

"You said, you have a master, so where is he now? Just throw you here?" Qin Feng asked.

"I," the young man paused, and then said, "My master was on a business trip, and he originally arranged me to stay in the inn, but later, I got severe typhoid fever, and the inn was afraid that I would infect other guests, so they sent me to the inn." I got out."

After he finished speaking, Qin Feng realized that his words were weak all the time. Although he didn't cough, his hands were as cold as ice.

Qin Feng frowned slightly, turned to look at Liu Shao, "Liu Shao, let's take him home."

"My lord!" Liu Shao paused, "It's hard for the two of us to leave. If you take him with you, you may fall ill before you can make it home. Your father is still waiting for us."

"But……"

"Young master," the boy said, "you don't have to take me away, I still have to wait for my master."

Qin Feng was slightly taken aback, turned to look at him, then looked at Liu Shao, "Liu Shao, let's take him to a nearby inn, don't you have medicine on you? See if you can save him."

"Okay, my son."

Liu Shao responded, and immediately picked up the boy, "Let's go to the inn ahead."

The three of them walked to the inn on the street, and Liu Shao went to stay overnight. Although the waiter at the inn saw that he brought a sick child, but Liu Shao was a strong young man, the man didn't dare to say anything, so he had to let them in.

After entering the inn, Liu Shao borrowed the utensils from the inn to decoct the medicine. Fortunately, he brought some medicine for treating wind and cold. Although it was still wet, it was still usable.

A corner of the window was broken, Qin Feng looked at the falling snow, and suddenly said to the boy: "The name Tie Dan is not good, let me get another one for you."

"Have you thought of the name?" The boy was surprised.

"Yes," Qin Feng turned to look at him with a smile, "Xueyin, what about this name?"

"Xueyin," the young man said again while wearing a quilt, "Su Xueyin, ah, it really sounds good."

"Really? As long as you like it." Qin Feng wrapped him in a quilt.

"Xueyin, Su Xueyin..."

The boy was still reading, with an indescribable joy on his face.

Not long after, Liu Shao came over with medicine, the young man drank the medicine, and gradually fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Liu Shao urged him, "My lord, we should go."

"But what about him? Can't we take him back?"

"Young master, it's really not good. He has to wait for his master, and we have to go home."

Qin Feng sighed, "This inn won't drive him away again, will it?"

"No, young master, this inn happens to belong to our family. I have already told the shopkeeper. He will take care of him for us in the future."

"Okay." Qin Feng nodded, walked over to stretch the quilt for the young man, but sighed, "Oh, I really want to take him back."

The two just left.

He didn't know that Su Xueyin was awake at that moment.

Tears slipped quietly from the corner of his eyes.

"It's a pity that when I left, you were still asleep, and you couldn't even say goodbye."

Qin Feng sighed.

"Yes," Su Xueyin said softly, "I should really wake up and ask your name."

Since they left, he spent the whole day in the inn annoyed, alas, why didn't he know to ask his name?

The author has something to say: Sprinkle sugar for the second time!

Qin Feng and Su Xueyin met for the first time.

When we first met, I wanted to take him home.

Qin Feng picked up cycads on the side of the snowy road and named them Su Xueyin, because he thought the sound of "creaking" when stepping on the snow was very interesting.

Yay, I really want to pick up Su Xueyin on a snowy day...

Next chapter: Secret talks under the moon.In vain I think I'm smart, so you know everything.