"Hahaha, don't be afraid. My brother just hopes that you can study well, but if you really don't have that brain, don't force it. After all, all roads lead to Rome, and you will always find what you are good at in the future."

Perhaps it was the fearful expression on Luo Wanwan's face that made Song Chengxiao realize that he was pushing his sister too tightly?

Look at the little face, it was scared and almost wrinkled.

So I quickly comforted me, for fear that this would have dampened Luo Wanwan's enthusiasm for learning.

"This is a bit reasonable. I thought Song Chengxiao, you are the only scholar of the grades."

Luo Wanwan finally barely accepted the pen given by Song Chengxiao.

That reluctant look made him laugh again.

No matter how far the road is, there will be a time to walk.

Although the two of them walked slowly, their heads and bodies were covered with snowflakes. But Shenxianju was still right in front of them.

"Okay, I'll send you here, hurry up and go in."

Song Chengxiao helped Luo Wanwan sweep the snow on her shoulders.

The two stood face to face, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin. They were so different, but so harmonious.

Luo Wanwan raised her head slightly and carefully looked at Song Chengxiao's fat face again.

It seemed like I wanted to remember her deeply.

At the same time, I was a little regretful, why didn’t I expect to take a photo with Brother Chengxiao?!

In this way, even if you can't see each other in the future, you can still see the photos and think of others.

When Song Chengxiao, who was not careless, looked a little cramped when he was watched with concentration as his sister.

"What are you looking at? I have flowers on my face?"

Song Chengxiao touched his face uneasyly.

"Yeah~"

Luo Wanwan shook her head. She didn't want to speak at this moment. She just wanted to deeply imprint the fat brother's appearance in her mind.

"fool."

Song Song Chengxiao patted Luo Wanwan's head, and the expression on his face was full of warmth.

"Brother Chengxiao, don't forget me."

Although the two had made a lot of agreement before, Luo Wanwan once again reminded Song Chengxiao when facing the separation.

Looking at her sister's long eyelashes, covered with snowflakes, made her eyes look wet and charming.

How could there be such a cute little girl? I really want to take it home and raise it like a sister.

Song Chengxiao, who was seriously injured by Luo Wanwan's appearance, couldn't help but cover his chest.

"Don't worry, even if my brother forgets himself, he will not forget you."

The good-tempered Song Chengxiao repeatedly promised that he had a slight impatience.

"Then you go first, I'll look at you."

After receiving Song Chengxiao's guarantee, Luo Wanwan finally let him go.

The snow gets heavier and heavier. If you stand outside, both of you will become snowmen.

"You go in first, I'll look at you."

Song Chengxiao's feet did not move, and he pointed at the gate of Shenxianju with his chin, signaling Luo Wanwan to go in first.

Luo Wanwan didn't move, and she looked at Song Chengxiao with her eyes wide open.

Looking at the water light that was spinning in my sister's eyes, Song Chengxiao knew that he would not leave, so Luo Wanwan should cry.

"I'm leaving, take care of myself."

Song Chengxiao waved his hand to Luo Wanwan, turned around and left, forcing himself not to look back.

Luo Wanwan stood there, looking at Song Chengxiao's back as he walked away. He resisted the urge to shout him and wiped his cheeks until the corner he was passing disappeared.

He stood alone for a while before slowly turning around and entering the gate of Shenxianju.

What she didn't know was that there was a pair of eyes behind the corner in the distance, silently watching her small figure disappear into the gate, and then she truly left with confidence.

As soon as Luo Wanwan entered the yard, he met Aunt Zheng who came out to pour water.

"The girl is back, hurry up and enter the house, it's cold outside, right? The snow is getting heavier and heavier."

There are so many things at home these days, so Aunt Zheng is so busy that she has hit the back of her head. So many guests have come to her house, especially the head of the house. His master, junior brother and junior sister have left home before the New Year for their own troubles.

After all, I am used to the service industry and Aunt Zheng treats people appropriately and appropriately, giving people a particularly enthusiastic feeling.

"It's okay, it's not very cold when it snows."

Luo Wanwan barely smiled because he was in a bad mood.

Fortunately, Aunt Zheng didn't notice it, so she went into the house.

Although the Zheng family’s house is large, there are many guests, so a woman lives in the same room.

Anyway, when the kang is burned, each person has a bed, which is just right.

As soon as Luo Wanwan entered the house, he found that Aunt Fang was also in the house and was tidying up her clothes.

"Aunt Fang, I'm back." Luo Wanwan greeted him.

"Why do you seem to be in a bad mood? Because your little brother is leaving tomorrow?"

Fang Ruzhen likes to joke. Today, the boy from the Song family is very stubborn to Luo Wan in the store.

After parting with the two young men, I chatted with Wu Zijin again, and then I realized that the Song family boy helped Luo Dahai and his daughter a lot.

I couldn't help but have a better impression of Song Chengxiao. Apart from thinking that this young man is a bit too rich, there is nothing else to choose from.

When he was told the central thing, Luo Wanwan nodded and flirted with his fingers to the smooth pen holder of the pen. There were some small scratches on it that were unseen, which were all traces left by Brother Chengxiao’s frequent use.

"This is pretty good. The boy from the Song family gave you it? It turns out that there are other gifts besides giving you a card."

Fang Ruzhen didn't think that anything was complicated. The friendship between young people was already confused. It was not a big deal for two people to be good. Instead, such friendship was quite precious.

Just like when she was young, she was often taken care of by Brother Dahai, and at that time she was not much greater than Luo Wantou. Later, her relationship with Brother Dahai gradually changed from her youth.

Therefore, Fang Ruzhen particularly understands this precious friendship between Song Chengxiao and Luo Wanwan. Friendship is above, but the lovers are not full.

"Aunt Fang, don't make fun of me."

Luo Wanwan was really unable to get excited at this moment, and his heart seemed to be filled with a big stone.

Just now parting in the snow, Song Chengxiao's back was imprinted in her mind for a long time.

"Okay, I won't say anything. We will eat sauerkraut blood sausage pot tonight. Do you like the fresh pork and blood sausage sent by your grandpa Fang's acquaintance?"

Otherwise, they are all real people, coaxing children is also a real way to eat!

The satisfaction brought by food can overcome sadness and rejuvenate!

Sure enough, Luo Wanwan became much more energetic when he heard this.

I originally ate a lot of meat at noon, but I don’t want to eat it too greasy at night. If I eat some sauerkraut pot, it would be the best tool to relieve greasy.

But when it was time to eat, Luo Wanwan found that there was a familiar person sitting on the table!

Looking at the uncle who was chatting enthusiastically with Grandpa Fang, Luo Wanwan's eyes widened, thinking that this was too coincidental?

"Oh, little girl, we are so destined to meet again."

The middle-aged version of Crayon Shin-chan saw Luo Wanwan's stunned face, and his tone was very warm. He was quite familiar.

"What? Have you seen meatballs?"

Fang Wenhai was quite surprised. How could Mayor Liu know Luo Wanwan?
Chapter completed!