"You're awake?"

"Um."

Ning Qing escaped from the aftertaste and looked at Chen Shu with a slanted look: "Mr. Chen, how does it feel to fall in love with a minor girl?"

"What did you say...how can you fall in love?"

"What is that?"

"Didn't I take care of you the same as before?"

"Does care include relatives?"

"I wanted to kiss you when I was thirteen or fourteen."

"abnormal."

“??”

Chen Shu had a black question mark face and said, "You almost thought I kissed you, not you kissed me... I don't know who is the pervert! I thought about kissing me at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and I still play hard to get for so many years!"

“…”

"Is there nothing to say?"

"I don't bother with you..."

"childish!"

Chen Shu looked contempt and paused: "And Ning Qing, aren't you ashamed?"

"?"

"How did I treat you when you are unconscious, how did you treat me when I am unconscious?" Chen Shu was angry as she thought, "Two times they threw me to Xiaoxiao like the boss who was shaking hands, and one time they threw me to yogurt."

“That time it was full.”

"Okay! Then there are two more times?"

"I think you and Xiaoxiao will have a happier time." Ning Qing's expression was faint, without any shame, "You two are about the same mental age."

"Okay! I'll tell her when I go out, you said she's a mentally retarded!"

"You said it."

"Get up and have supper."

"I'll reminisce..."

"What to savor?"

"Dream."

"... Then I'll reminisce."

Chen Shu walked to the bed, fell to the bed, and fell on the bed, buried his face in Qingqing's abdomen: "I'm actually a little sad..."

The sound softened.

The blames of each other just now seem to not exist.

"What's sad?"

"I can't bear to leave her."

Ning Qing touched his hair with his hand, and his expression was also rare and gentle: "That's me, a fool."

"Can I see her next time?"

"Probability question."

"That's just not."

"If my memory happens to go back to that time next time, and today's memory is preserved, mixed together, you may see the little girl who has traveled over and met you again." Ning Qing still stroked his hair, "People will modify and patch their own memories."

“The probability is very low.”

"yes."

"What's your secret?"

"I won't tell you."

“I’m going to start writing my paper.”

"when?"

"Tomorrow...right?"

"Um."

Ning Qing understands what he means

That's a few days later.

...

Mid-winter moon.

It finally started snowing in Yujing. It started one afternoon. The sky was extremely drizzling, and floes floated in the sky. Looking closely, it was snowing like goose feathers. Before I knew it, there was a layer of layer on the ground and on the eaves, so Xiaoxiao hurriedly ran over to call them.

People in Yujing are used to it, but Chen Shu, a man from Yuanzhou, has been watching it for several years and is still excited.

"It's snowing."

Chen Shu stood beside Qingqing, reached out to the eaves to catch the snow, and said, "It's a pity that my little Qingqing didn't see the snow."

"Are you still thinking about it?"

"That's right? You were much cuter when you were a child than you now." Chen Shu said, looking to the side, "Xiaoxiao, don't you?"

"Not even lovely." The girl said firmly.

"Ha ha……"

"I have the ability to extract, modify and seal memories. Do I want me to seal all my memories after that, and then mention the memories of that day to when I was thirteen or fourteen years old, and play with you for two more days?" Ning Qing glanced at him coldly.

"Also has this ability?"

"Is my heart moved?"

"Then...that's not necessary." Chen Shu shrank her neck and saw murderous aura in her eyes.

“…”

Ning Qing pursed his lips, withdrew his gaze, and continued to look at the snow: "You have been writing your paper for a day, how much have you written?"

"Four thousand words."

"Only four thousand words?"

“It’s very good.”

"Have you touched the fish for a day?"

"Who said that?"

Chen Shu widened his eyes: "It's amazing to write 4,000 words a day, okay? I heard that some of the strongest people can write 6,000 or 7,000 words a day, but this speed is generally achieved by overdrawing their lives, and they will grow green hair in their later years."

“Nonsense…”

Ning Qing rolled his eyes and ignored him.

The snow piles thicker and thicker.

A figure rose and fell down next door. It was probably because the neighbor came back. This person thought it was too troublesome to open and close the door. He rarely walked around and jumped in from the door like this.

Soon, a head stumbled across the courtyard wall and stared at them: "What are you three... four platoons for?"

"Look at the snow."

"What a nice pleasure."

"Old Zhang is off work?"

"Yes, Xiao Chen." Zhang yogurt was very smooth.

"So early?"

"It's been too cold recently, and the weather is not good. No one has been to parachute for several days. I'm just sitting there and having fun... Oh, I want to quit again."

"Why quit? Isn't that a salary for nothing?"

"It's not fun." Zhang Yogurt paused, "By the way, did you get the commission you used to go abroad?"

"It's here."

"Why haven't mine arrived yet?"

"I called it to the sect and then transferred it to the sect. You probably got hacked by your sect."

“…”

Zhang Yogurt was furious after hearing this, but after a while, she frowned again and asked in confusion: "Why do you seem to know our Sword Sect very well?"
To be continued...