The small golden bells made a sweet sound in the night wind. Each golden bell was like a moving star in the sky, and they gathered together to illuminate the gray sky, forming a golden sky.
The fine snowflakes are like dancing elves. Under the call of the bell, more and more snowflakes are flying down in dense layers.
Shu Ran under the golden sky was stunned the moment he opened his eyes. His eyes became blank in the golden sky above his head, but his eyes were slowly waking up. There were shadows of bells and snowflakes in his eyes.
Shadow, and, his shadow!!
"Is it cold?" The hands holding her tightened her coat, brushed the snowflakes falling on her cheeks, and touched her cold cheeks. He retracted his hands and rubbed them vigorously with his own hands.
He rubbed it, and then held her face with his hands that were heated by friction. The hot breath he exhaled in the snow was intertwined with her breath, and the shadows on the snow overlapped. He held her face, and the warmth of his hands
Wanting to warm her up, he chuckled lightly when he met her blank gaze.
"Of course, you love the little prince, right?"
In her world lived a little prince, a little prince who never wanted and would never grow up.
His voice sounded as soft as the wind amid the crisp ringing of bells, melting into her ears as gently as silk brocade carefully wrapped around porcelain.
Shu Ran's face was gently held by him, and there were bright bell shadows in her eyes. When she looked at him, moist liquid melted out of her eyes.
No, I don’t love the little prince, I love the fox who is waiting for love.
If you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine, and your footsteps will be different from others. Other people's footsteps will make me hide underground quickly, but your footsteps will
Like music, it calls me out of the cave.
She buried her face deeply into his arms and hugged the man in front of her tightly with both hands!
Shang Qingwen, are you the one I want to wait for?
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"Ah, ah, ah, ah -"
In the Porsche luxury car parked not far away, even though the heater in the car was turned on high enough, Zhang Chenchu ​​couldn't help but sneeze, taking tissues from the hands of people around him over and over again, and squirting them into his face.
Wipe it off, and curse while wiping it, "Praising sex over friends is heartless and inhumane!"
"Master Zhang, do you want it?"
"What do you want?" I didn't see that there was still a lot of things to do. Where is this place? The most famous Deya Square in City L. In less than two hours, he rummaged through City L's shopping mall.
There are 500 million bells in the small commodity wholesale market. From contacting the dealer to urgently transferring goods, he also talked with several political figures in City L to get his experience. You can't just occupy someone else's territory without any reason.
Can you let me know in advance?
He was temporarily transferred from the design department of Chengdi Group to do space design on site, and then he mobilized thousands of people to hang these bells over Deya Square. They also had to be artistic and impressive. Damn it, the Shang family boy,
With just one sentence, thousands of people in L City have no intention of sleeping!
Five hundred million bells were hung up all night in such a cold weather. Oh my god, he couldn't believe he had done this!
Zhang Chenchu ​​retracted his neck into his nightgown and closed his eyelids with heavy eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, he cursed lowly and turned all the dissatisfaction in his heart into that sound——
Holy shit!!!!
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"Dong dong dong -" The midnight bell struck the third time.
In the large residential buildings in City D that are planned to be demolished, some rooms have lights on, and the shining light is like a flashlight swaying in the black space, accompanied by a few
There was a lonely street lamp, and the light in that room looked desolate.
There is now a very famous clock tower in the old city. It is a very old tower and is now classified as an area to be demolished. I believe that it will soon be replaced by a new building in the near future.
The bell that rings every midnight will also disappear.
The shadows on the corridor were stretched by the street lights. I stood at the door and listened to the door shaking slightly in the wind. Along the way, except for two families who had not moved out, all the other rooms in this building were full of people.
It was empty. The door didn't need to be pushed at all. It opened automatically with a slight stretch of your hand. The pattern on the door was still the dark rose hook pattern deep in my memory. The color was still as bright as before, but it had already been covered with a layer of frost.
Thick layer of dust.
He touched the door with his hand, and the palm of his hand was covered with fine dust. After brushing off the dust, the door looked as bright as new. He took a big step towards the door, and first used the flashlight in his hand to shine.
The wall behind the door was empty, with nothing left. In the silence, his eyes seemed to be reminiscing about something, trying to dig it out from the depths of his memory.
An unexpected phone rang. He picked up the phone and glanced at it. He answered the phone and said in a low voice, "What's going on?"
The woman's voice on the phone was delicate and considerate, "Zhan Yun, aren't you at home?"
"I'm busy with something!" Nie Zhanyun reached out and touched the wall, and saw some traces of oil paint on the edge of the door. The corners of his lips curled up in the dark, and he reached out and touched the marks over and over again.
"It's so late, you're still busy, you-"
"Yuanyuan!" Nie Zhanyun called Tong Yuanyuan's name. Although his voice was calm, Tong Yuanyuan on the phone did not dare to speak anymore. It took a long time before she spoke in a low voice, "I know you are very busy at work now, I just remind you
Don't be so busy that you forget about your body, I'll come with you tomorrow, okay?"
Nie Zhanyun, who was touching the oil paint calligraphy, slowly turned around and squinted his eyes due to the cold wind blowing in from the room. His eyes were fixed on the snow falling down through the glass window without floor-to-ceiling windows, and the thinness in the dark color.
The lips slowly spread, "Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, he closed his eyes and walked to other rooms in the dark like a familiar ghost. This apartment had a large area and many rooms, scattered in an orderly manner, but he closed his eyes.
His eyes know where to stop and where to turn. He is familiar with every pattern here, even if he closes his eyes, he is so familiar!
This is the bedroom, this is the flower hall, and this is the study. The moving footsteps finally stopped at the door of the study. The study is not small in size and has a separate balcony. But now all the windows in the house have been lowered and they are empty.
, the wind blowing in brought a whining sound, making it look particularly desolate.
He walked to the window and dragged the remaining wooden chair in the room. The legs of the chair slid against the floor and made a squeaking sound, which seemed particularly abrupt. He sat down facing the window, without brushing it before sitting.
The dust on the chair let the expensive suit on his body touch it directly.
In the dark, he took out the cigarette case and lighter from his trousers, slid open the lighter with a snap, lit the cigarette in his hand, put it to his lips and sucked it slowly, spitting out the smoke, with a breathtaking sound.
In the clouds of confusion, his thoughts entered deep memories as soon as they landed here.
The bright house has a warm feeling that warms the whole body in winter. In the living room, the father is scolding in a low voice, while the mother is discouraging softly. The naughty brother is talking back from time to time with the help of his mother.
Protesting his father's authority, he was sitting in the study with a magic cube in his hand, playing with it boredly. He would chuckle from time to time when he heard the voices in the living room. This little naughty guy was in trouble again.
It was snowing outside the window at that time, not very heavy, but through the transparent glass window, the flying snow outside added a lot of fun to winter. He was still thinking about how to give his brother something to do later.
Skillfully saved the situation, but in the next second, a small figure slowly turned over on the window sill. Sitting on the chair, his eyes widened for an instant, thinking that he had seen it wrong. However, the person climbing on the guardrail also stopped.
When she got down, she was wearing a set of pink pajamas. Her long hair was blown a little messy by the night wind, as if she was frozen. She grabbed the guardrail with both hands, hooked her wrists firmly on the guardrail, then put her hands together and rubbed them vigorously.
She kept putting her hands to her mouth and breathing in. Her little body kept shaking in the cold wind. It seemed that if the wind was stronger, her whole body would be blown away like a paper kite.
But she didn't seem to be afraid at all. After rubbing her hands, she grasped the railing with both hands, but her little face was facing outside the balcony. The snow between the sky and the earth was falling more and more heavily, and sitting in the room, he saw the man standing on the balcony facing the wind.
The girl on the edge was actually so stunned.
She told him that the door of her house was locked and she couldn't get out. The only way she could think of was to climb up to the first floor and go out through someone else's door, but there was no one on the lower floor, so she had to climb to the balcony of his house.
superior!
He asked her, are you not afraid at all? This is the ninth floor!
Her face, which was purple from the cold, was still trembling, but a sense of relief overflowed from her eyes. Don't be afraid, there is warmth wherever there is a light, and you won't be afraid when you see the light!
Later he found out that she was a resident on the seventh floor downstairs. That night she was locked in the house and the circuit in the house was short-circuited. She broke the window and climbed onto the balcony of his house like a gecko.
That year, she was twelve years old and he was seventeen!
He met this girl on his balcony. He called her sugar, which means sweet, because that night she suddenly appeared on his balcony wearing pink pajamas. Facing his gaze, she looked indifferently.
A calm and sweet smile.
"Hello, my name is Shu Ran!"
Chapter completed!