Upon hearing this, Mu Qingli raised her eyes strangely, "No, Uncle Qi, why did you ask this?" Mu Qingli didn't want Fu Lanshen to get involved in some things, because she knew that this was not a good thing.

More importantly, after she was reborn, she didn't want to rely on others in everything.

Only when you are strong can you truly be reborn.

In this life, she just wants to rely on herself.

"Isn't there really?" Fu Lanshen looked at her, his deep eyes were a little invisible.

Mu Qingli smiled and said, "It's really not. Uncle Qi, what are you thinking?"

After being together for so long, Fu Lanshen knew Mu Qingli's temper very well, and he stopped asking questions at the moment, and then said, "Then remember, if you encounter any difficulties that cannot be solved, you must tell me as soon as possible."

He would stand behind her any time.

Unhindered by wind and rain.

"Yes." Mu Qingli nodded seriously, "I will."

Fu Lanshen stopped talking and started the engine and drove away.

If Mu Qingli looked back at this time, he would definitely find that the woman in black dress painted by Zhou Beicheng was standing behind the car, with a strange curve on the corner of her mouth.

Mu Qingli was leaning on the back of the chair, but it was just the moment when her eyebrows hopped, and suddenly noticed something was wrong, and she turned around suddenly.

But the woman in the black dress just now disappeared without a trace.

Mu Qingli frowned slightly.

Could it be that her intuition was wrong?

Fu Lanshen keenly noticed something wrong with Mu Qingli, and he immediately stepped on the brakes, "What's wrong?"

Mu Qingli suppressed the doubt in her heart, "It's nothing, maybe I'm dazzled."

Fu Lanshen continued: "Do you want to get off the car and have a look?"

"No need," Mu Qingli shook her head, "Let's go home."

Fu Lanshen looked back at the back of the car, then nodded slightly.

After a while, the two of them arrived home.

Because there was still training at 10 o'clock in the evening, Mu Qingli did not rush to go upstairs, but sat in the living room to do homework.

The heat inside the house was very sufficient. After a while, Mu Qingli was wearing only one off-white sweater and didn't feel cold.

The warm yellow light coated her body with a layer of halo. From Fu Lanshen's perspective, I felt that the person's eyelashes were really too long, looking like a small fan, leaving a layer of shadow on the eyelids.

The little girl was serious and could only hear the sound of flipping through the paper in the air. For a moment, Fu Lanshen felt that she seemed to be back in her student days.

This kind of time is beautiful and quiet.

No wonder the little girl always dislikes him for being old. Now it seems that he is indeed old.

Fu Lanshen's eyes shifted from the financial magazine to her, and a faint curve unconsciously emerged from the corner of her mouth.

Just then, Fu Lanshen's cell phone rang.

He took out his cell phone and saw the information displayed on it. He looked down at Mu Qingli, then turned around and walked out the door.

The cold wind blew, and there was a small snow falling outside the house at some point.

A man in black uniform has been waiting outside the house for a long time.

Seeing Fu Lanshen come in, the man bent respectfully, "Seventh Master."

Fu Lanshen nodded slightly, opened his thin lips lightly, "Go and check if Miss Mu has encountered any trouble recently."

"Okay Seventh Master."

Fu Lanshen thought for a while and then said, "So a few more people are arranged to follow Miss Mu, be careful not to let her discover it."

"yes."

"Okay, you go down." Fu Lanshen raised his hand slightly.

The man turned and left.

Fu Lanshen did not enter the house immediately, but looked at the flying snow and pondered.

The snowflakes became bigger and bigger, and in a short while, a white layer formed on the ground.

Even Fu Lanshen's hair was dyed white.

Fu Lanshen was only wearing a thin white shirt, but his figure was still straight, as if he didn't know it was cold.

After a moment, Fu Lanshen turned around and returned to the room.

Inside the house, Mu Qingli was still in the posture just now and was doing homework.

Fu Lanshen looked at Mu Qingli and said, "Lili, it's snowing outside."

"Really?" Mu Qingli looked up at Fu Lanshen, with a little surprise in her eyes, black and white, as agile as a deer.

"Really." Fu Lanshen nodded slightly.

"I'll go out and have a look." Mu Qingli put down the pen in her hand and ran out quickly.

Perhaps, only at this time, she is more like a seventeen-year-old child.

A faint curve ripped on the corner of Fu Lanshen's mouth, he shook his head helplessly, picked up the down jacket hanging on the hanger, and followed Mu Qingli's footsteps.

Outside, the willow catkins and snow have turned into heavy snow.

This is the first snowfall after Mu Qingli's rebirth.

She stood happily in circles under the heavy snow.

There was a crisp laugh like silver bells rippling in the air.

The fluttering black hair also followed the speed of the body's rotation, drawing a perfect curve in the air.

The face hidden under the black hair is so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

A person who is usually so afraid of the cold will forget everything after seeing the snow.

What a child.

Fu Lanshen looked at her, and the warm starlight reflected in his eyes.

After a moment, Fu Lanshen waved to her, "Lili, come here."

Mu Qingli looked back at him, looking puzzled, "What's wrong with Uncle Seven?"

"Come here to wear clothes." Fu Lanshen replied in a warm voice.

It would be fine if Fu Lanshen didn't say it. When Fu Lanshen talked about his clothes, Mu Qingli felt a bone-bone coldness.

"Oh, here we come." Mu Qingli ran to Fu Lanshen.

The snow is so beautiful that it reflects the stunning face, making people fall deeper and deeper.

At this time, everything seemed to have turned into nothingness, and there was only one she left in the world.

He could see her, too.

Many years later, Fu Lanshen still remembers the scene of the little girl running towards him.

Fu Lanshen was a little dazed, and after a moment of reaction, he raised his clothes, put them on for her, then lowered his head to zip her up, and wrapped the scarf. At last, Fu Lanshen took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on her hand.

Fu Lanshen has never taken care of a person so carefully.

But the person she was taken care of not only did not appreciate it but also said with disgust: "Uncle Qi, can you hurry up? I'm so reluctant to die."

Fu Lanshen quickly tied the shoelaces for her, "It's ready soon, I'm waiting."

"Then hurry up." Mu Qingli urged again.

Fu Lanshen calmly tied the shoelaces of the other shoe, "Okay." He got up slightly.

Mu Qingli ran into the snow again.

Fu Lanshen took out his cell phone from his pocket and took several photos in succession.

If someone stood next to Fu Lanshen at this time, he would definitely find that almost all photos of the same person were found in his mobile phone.

No girl doesn't like snow, and Mu Qingli is naturally not included. At this time, she has already made a mini version of the little snowman.

Mu Qingli carefully held the little snowman in front of Fu Lanshen, "Do you think this snowman is cute?"

"Cute." Fu Lanshen nodded in cooperation.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingli raised her chin proudly, "Of course I did it with my own hands and was cute!"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Fu Lanshen's mouth.

The warmest thing in this world is.

She is making trouble.

He is laughing.

Mu Qingli casually placed the little snowman on the roof of Fu Lanshen's car.

Fu Lanshen was still wearing that thin white shirt and standing in the wind and snow.

Mu Qingli squatted on the ground and looked at him, with red lips lightly opened and asked, "Uncle Qi, you wear so little, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Fu Lanshen made a rare joke, "Who is a man who is afraid of the cold?"

"Haha," Mu Qingli narrowed her eyes and immediately had an immature thought in her heart.

After a moment, Mu Qingli squatted on the ground and waved to Fu Lan deeply, "Uncle Qi, come here."

Fu Lanshen had no problem with why, he put his hands in his pockets and walked into the wind and snow.
To be continued...