"Sister, why do you keep asking this question?"

Han Yan didn't understand it very well, she always felt like there was something wrong somewhere.

Han Xiaoxiao will definitely not say it, because I don’t want you to snatch Brother Lin from me. I like Brother Lin. As a sister, can you quit? She feels that this is too cruel. Her sister has paid too much for her. If she still acts as a sister,

Asking her sister to give in, she knew that her sister would definitely agree.

But that's painful consent.

She doesn't want this.

I don't want to see this situation even more.

She has already decided that whoever goes and who stays depends on their own abilities. Even if the final outcome is unacceptable to her, she will not have any complaints.

"I care about my sister." Han Xiaodao.

The ability to tell lies with open eyes has been practiced well.

Han Yan didn't have any doubts. She really thought that her sister cared about her. She was very touched by this. It was her blessing to have such a sister, and she was even more blessed.

"Sister, I'm tired. I'm going to bed first. You should also go to bed early." Han Xiaoxiao saw her sister out and closed the door.

Snap!

A cool breeze blew.

Han Yan shuddered and suddenly realized, the question came to her mind, what was I doing just now? I obviously didn't mean to talk about this matter, so why did it end up involving me.

Look at the closed door.

"younger sister."

Calling softly.

"Sister, I'm sleeping."

When Han Yan heard this, she immediately felt a headache. What she was thinking was completely different. Han Yan felt helpless about this.

Winter is coming.

Heavy snow falls from the sky, covering the purple mountains in white. Everything is beautiful and the air is fresh.

Han Xiaoxiao stayed in the room, holding a needle and thread and slowly knitting a scarf. This was a skill she had only just learned, and she learned it from the maids in the village.

"Hiss! It hurts."

If the technique is not very good, it is very common to prick one's hand.

Sucking his thumb.

Continue to knit the scarf. The pink scarf represents that Han Xiaoxiao still has a girl's heart, and the most representative thing is the mandarin duck. She embroidered the mandarin duck on the scarf. Although it looks a bit strange, if you look carefully, you can still see it.

It looks like a mandarin duck.

Weaving, weaving... Han Xiaoxiao fell into fantasy while looking at the oil lamp.

What comes to mind is Brother Lin wearing a pink scarf that she knitted by herself. The scene was so warm and happy, and then a group of children ran out...

"Mom, we also want the same scarf as dad."

Then she said...

Mother knitted this specially for your father. It is for mother's love. If you need scarves, go and find your own wife.

whee!

When he thought of this, Han Xiaoxiao showed a naughty smile, as if everything was true.

Like a dream or an illusion.

Disillusionment.

Han Xiaoxiao sighed, wishing that there would be such a day. She just likes to spend her life quietly and peacefully with Brother Lin. If God has eyes, they will still be together in the next life, that is the best.

.

Half a month later.

In the snow.

The water surface of the pond had frozen. Han Xiaoxiao hid his hands behind his back and shyly came to Lin Fan and whispered: "Brother Lin, close your eyes. I have something for you."

Lin Fan thought about sliding around on the ice and smiled when he heard the little words.

"OK."

Close your eyes.

sough!

After a while.

"Okay." Han Xiaoxiao lowered his head, holding the snow on his toes, and asked with some anticipation: "Do you like it? I knitted it specially for you. Is it beautiful, is it great, and am I good at taking care of it?

you."

Lin Fan looked down at the scarf around his neck.

A moment of silence.

"A bit ugly."

"ah……"
Chapter completed!