Meng Chen lowered his head and happened to see the web page lit up on the tablet.

University of Chicago official website.

Meng Chen pricked his heart and looked up at Qiao Sinian's back.

He knew that Qiao Sinian hadn't gone out for a day today. If he had been in the past, how could he be so leisurely?

The man in a gray sweater stood at the window, his suit pants wrapped around his slender legs, and the man stood by the window, his every move was calm and elegant.

Meng Chen did not disturb Qiao Sinian and walked out of the living room to call Xiao Zi.

Qiao Sinian stood by the window, his eyes falling on the trees in the courtyard.

When the wind blows, you can hear the sound of wind chimes on the high-rise balcony, ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

That string of wind chimes was hung by Ye Jiaqi, and they have been there all the time.

Wait for the wind to blow and wait for you to return.

In front of me were the dusk and the shaking branches, but what Qiao Sinian saw was the back of a little girl.

She stood in the garden, and at first she looked like she was eight or nine years old. She was small and delicate, she could pout, act coquettishly, and she could cry;

Then there is a teenage girl with fluttering skirts and hair in the wind, pure and simple, like a flower and jade.

Gradually, her back disappeared in front of him little by little.

"Qiqi..." Qiao Sinian was stunned.

I reached out and put it on my palm, but only the cold glass and a handful of empty air.

The blank light spread out in the eyes, and the mist became mist.

Qiao Sinian sneered and rubbed his eyebrows.

He is really helpless.

...

Three days later, the snow in the capital arrived as promised.

The day before, the weather was so gloomy and dark.

The snowflakes started to fall from four or five in the morning and came fiercely. Ten minutes later, the sky was white everywhere.

Qiao Sinian lost sleepiness at around five o'clock. She opened the curtains and looked at the white snow under the moonlight.

This is the first snow of the New Year.

"Cough cough." Qiao Sinian frowned and coughed twice.

Get up and go downstairs.

"Master Qiao, why are you getting up so early? It's only five o'clock and it's not dawn yet." Butler Sun got up very early and was busy.

Qiao Sinian wore a long black coat and prepared a scarf and gloves, as if he was about to go out.

“Go out.”

"I'll make breakfast, Mr. Qiao, wait a moment."

"Can."

Butler Sun hurried to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She knew that Qiao Sinian did not have the habit of sleeping in, but she still couldn't get used to getting up so early.

"Ahem..." Qiao Sinian sat on the sofa and picked up a newspaper casually.

It was not yet dawn, and from here it was dark.

The living room was particularly quiet, and only the sound of Qiao Sinian's coughing and the tiny sound of the newspaper flipping can be heard.

Butler Sun moved very quickly, and she prepared breakfast in a short while.

"Master Qiao, I grind you a cup of coffee. I don't know if you like it or not. If you don't like it, I'll change it." Butler Sun said carefully.

"fine."

It doesn't matter to Qiao Sinian.

No matter how rich the breakfast is, it is not as good as what I had eaten in Chicago.

"Mr. Qiao, I heard you are coughing. Is it because of a cold? I'll prepare medicine for you."

"It's just a cold catch, you go down first."

"good."

At the dining table, Qiao Sinian was the only one left.

This year has been almost like this.

He took a sip of coffee and frowned.

In addition to bitterness, it is also bitterness.

"Master Qiao, I learned to grind coffee with Aunt Lu today. From tomorrow, I will contract your coffee." The teenager Ye Jiaqi jumped in front of him.

"Can you drink it?" he raised his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!