Lotus Tower is the second best in the world

Chapter 90 The message was rejected by the other party

"Xiaoyong, thank you."

Li Lianpeng, who had been dazed for a long time, suddenly stood up, shaking off the snow falling on his body, looking at Su Xiaoyong who was reaching out to catch the snowflakes, with a beautiful profile, and said in a brisk tone.

He already knew what he was going to do next, and for a moment, he felt confident again.

This world, this river and lake, has its own trajectory, and what he will do next is nothing more than using his identity as a half-prophet to give him a push at the critical moment.

"what?"

Su Xiaoyong came back to his senses and saw that he was in a good mood, and then he smiled sweetly and said:
"Li Lianpeng, do you know that it rarely snows here in the south of the Yangtze River?"

Li Lianpeng smiled and said, "Really?"

"Yes." Su Xiaoyong looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky to the yard, and said softly: "In my memory, it seems that there are only a few times, and there is rain in the snow, and it melts quickly when it falls on the ground. "

"Do you like snow?"

Li Lianpeng asked.

Su Xiaoyong nodded, then shook his head slightly,

"I like it, and I don't like it either."

Li Lianpeng asked curiously: "Why?"

Su Xiaoyong also stood up, stood in the falling snow, looked at Li Lianpeng, and said calmly: "I should have told you that I have been to many places."

Li Lianpeng nodded, "I told you."

Immediately, Su Xiaoyong looked up at the flying snow in the sky again, with a complicated expression on his face and said:
"You know, for the wealthy people in the south of the Yangtze River, snow is nothing more than a bit of elegance, but for the poor people in the north, it is a disaster."

"I once saw that under heavy snowfall, half of the people in a village died in their own homes because of hunger and cold, and the dilemma..."

The rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes made up of people.

There are all kinds of things in the world, but once you enter this world and travel a lot, you will eventually see it with your own eyes.

Unfortunately, Su Xiaoyong, who travels around the world under the name of Guanhe Meng, has seen with his own eyes the other side of Daxi's so-called "peaceful and prosperous age".

The wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road. This is a stubborn disease that has existed in all dynasties for thousands of years. It can be alleviated by the actions of emperors and local officials, but it is extremely difficult to eradicate.

In Li Lianpeng's opinion, it is reasonable for such things to happen in the ancient world.

Since the original productivity cannot keep up, having enough food and keeping warm is a luxury for the people living in barren areas. Coupled with natural and man-made disasters, people will die from torture every moment.

Thinking of this, Li Lianpeng said: "The world is unpredictable, Xiaoyong, don't be too sad. When we can't change anything ourselves, let's not bother ourselves first."

After thinking about it, Li Lianpeng added:
"The four seasons rotate and the laws of heaven are right. There is nothing wrong with snowing."

"I know."

Su Xiaoyong looked at him in surprise, suddenly smiled and said in a clear voice:

"By the way, Li Lianpeng, you just asked me if I like snowing. What about you? Do you like snowing?"

This is changing the subject.

Seeing this, Li Lianpeng nodded secretly, Su Xiaoyong was indeed Su Xiaoyong, decisive and straightforward.

Unlike other women, once the sorrow of spring and autumn begins, there will be no end.

"I like it, of course I like it."

Li Lianpeng said this, stretched out his hand, mobilized his inner strength, and gathered the nearby snowflakes into his palm. Soon, two snowballs, one large and one small, appeared in his palm.

He bent down, picked up four pebbles from the ground, pressed them on the small snowball to make eyes, nose and mouth, then pressed the 'head' on the slightly larger snowball and handed it to Su Xiaoyong. road:
"Look, it's snowing, so we can build a snowman."

Su Xiaoyong took the miniature snowman from his hand and said with an annoyed smile: "It's called a snowman when it's so small!"

But looking at the way she carefully brought the miniature snowman to her eyes for a closer look, she must have liked it very much.

Li Lianpeng made another miniature snowman and showed it to Su Xiaoyong. He looked at Su Xiaoyong with a pair of beautiful long eyes and said softly:
"But compared to liking the snow, I prefer the people who are snowing with me now." Has Su Xiaoyong ever heard such unsubtle and straightforward confession?

Hearing this, his heart trembled slightly, his body shook, and the pocket snowman fell from his palm.

The woman exclaimed, "Yeah!"

He hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but because he was too panicked, he missed the little snowman many times. When the snowman was about to touch the ground, he was lifted up by a gentle force and escaped the fate of being turned into pieces.

But it was Li Lianpeng who used her inner strength to catch it at the critical moment.

Su Xiaoyong patted his chest, raised his head and glared at Li Lianpeng pretending to be angry, with a blush on his pretty face.

Li Lianpeng held a snowman in each hand and placed it in the palm of a big hand. He took a step forward and lowered his head slightly to look at Su Xiaoyong.
"Xiaoyong, I..."

"Hiss—" The man's unique breath hit his face, and Su Xiaoyong gasped. Before Li Lianpeng could finish speaking, he turned around in vain and ran away.

While running, there was a clear and vibrating sound coming from afar,
"I'm freezing to death! I'm going back to the house first. Li Lianpeng, why don't you hang out in the snow alone!"

Li Lianpeng could tell from her slightly trembling voice that she was really cold.

"Ah~"

Li Lianpeng, who was mid-sentence, looked at the woman's running back, swallowed the words on his lips, shook his head slightly, and sighed:

"It's me, Meng Lang. This is the first snow of the year, and it's the coldest. I shouldn't let Xiaoyong accompany me here to soak in the snow."

Having said that, I lost the nature of appreciating the snow and looked down at the two miniature snowmen, one large and one small, in the palm of my hand. I waved them gently, and the four small snowballs kneaded together turned into snowflakes all over the sky again, falling in the yard. .

He slowly turned around and returned to the house.

……

Su Xiaoyong trotted all the way back to her room, closed the door, leaned against the wooden door, and patted her chest gently, feeling that her face was on fire and it was so hot.

The woman said to herself:
"Why is this damn Lotus Peng suddenly saying these words at this time? I'm not even ready yet..."

As he said that, his eyes fell on the packed baggage not far away, and Su Xiaoyong's eyes darkened.

Liking someone and being liked by someone are completely different.

Su Xiaoyong admitted that she liked Li Lianpeng, but she was not ready to be with him yet.

The most important thing is that she will leave for Jinling soon.

Grandpa Su Wencai sent a message to her the day before yesterday, asking her to stop working and return to Jinling as soon as possible. He wanted to see her one last time...

After winter came, the cold poison in my grandfather's body started to attack every day. He said in his letter that he felt that he might not survive this winter.

For the past two days, she had been trying her best to hide her sadness and not show her sadness, so as not to disturb Li Lianpeng's heartfelt joy after buying a new house.

Last time in Wulong Town, she lost her temper because of her grandfather, but this time, she wanted to leave him a smart and capable Su Xiaoyong.

Not Su Xiaoyong who only cries.

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The next day, the entire city of Yangzhou was covered in silver and the whole city was white.

This first snowfall after the beginning of winter was actually unprecedentedly heavy.

Many people woke up and opened the door, and were surprised by the thick layer of snow accumulated in front of the door. No wonder it was so cold last night.

Chunyangfang, Tanhua Lane.

The two vermilion doors of a newly moved house opened, and four boys and girls in new clothes filed out with brooms in hand.

Standing in two rows, one on the left and one on the right, they began to clear the snow in front of the door.

　Chapter 2 is here~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)