"Life and death are uncertain," Yang Qingyin said softly, "I guess my life is almost done."

After Yang Qingyin finished speaking, she looked at Luo Ziling with a smile, "From now on, you will have one less opponent."

"You have something to say!" Luo Ziling also looked at Yang Qingyin with a smile.

"Don't you want to tell me something?" Yang Qingyin tilted her head, "Where is that beautiful girl?"

"The academic conference is over and she has left, and we will not meet again in the future," Luo Ziling laughed, "We should not talk about that woman's affairs!"

"I seem to understand a little," Yang Qingyin smiled meaningfully, "Okay, we won't talk about this."

Luo Ziling also smiled and did not talk about this issue again.

"By the way, what did you say to your mother when you go back?" Luo Ziling took the initiative to change the topic.

"Maybe my mother will meet your mother on one night in the past two days," Yang Qingyin laughed again, "My mother heard from me that your mother was going to talk to her about something, but she was a little scared. But she was still going to bite the bullet and said, your mother warned her at most, and she would not get close to your father, and there would be no disputes. Maybe the two can discuss our affairs well."

"How do you want them to discuss our affairs?" Luo Ziling looked at Yang Qingyin with a naughty look on his face.

Yang Qingyin blushed and glanced at Luo Ziling, "What do they want to discuss? That's their business, so I won't ask about it."

"Will they discuss how to separate us?"

"Do you want this?" Yang Qingyin reached out and pinched Luo Ziling, "I know, you definitely hope this will happen, and you can be legitimate with other women. Humph, the big radish in the heart of the flower."

"Senior sister, your imagination is really rich. Also, you are blinded by the sour and sweet vinegar. Do you know?"

"Hateful junior," Luo Ziling's words made Yang Qingyin a little angry and stood up to "brute" Luo Ziling. "Where is the sour and sweet jealousy, please bring it to me quickly."

But Luo Ziling immediately grabbed his hands, and then he pulled them into his arms.

"Isn't it sour and sweet to add some sugar to the vinegar?" Luo Ziling took a bite between Yang Qingyin's lips as he spoke.

Of course, Yang Qingyin refused to obey, and pursed her lips and refused to let Luo Ziling kiss her.

Just as Yang Qingyin was trying hard to get out, Luo Ziling's cell phone rang.

When he saw that it was Ling Ruonan called, Luo Ziling quickly let go of Yang Qingyin and answered the phone.

"Ling'er, if you have time, come here to have supper in the evening?"

"Okay!" Luo Ziling agreed without hesitation, "I'll come here in the evening."

"Okay, we'll see you in the evening!" Ling Ruonan hung up the phone without saying anything.

"Are you going?" Luo Ziling asked Yang Qingyin.

"No, if you have something to say today, I won't go to cause trouble," Yang Qingyin shook her head, "After a while, let's go to the Old Summer Palace to have a snowball fight and take photos. How about it? If you are not interested, I will go alone."

"No problem," Luo Ziling naturally agreed, without hesitation. "When something happy, of course I have to celebrate. I will continue to skip class this afternoon and accompany you to watch the snow scene."

He wants to do something that has nothing to do with him.

"I won't call Luo Yuqing again, will I?"

"We are only two of us, are you satisfied?"

"Hmph!" Yang Qingyin snorted and said again: "Actually, you can call her here to accompany you with one more beauty and you will be more happy."

Luo Ziling pretended that he didn't hear it. At this time, the waiter just brought their dishes in, so the two stopped talking.

After dinner, the two of them went to the Old Summer Palace to play hand in hand.

Another heavy snow decorated the whole world very elegantly.

Because it is a working day and the final exam is fast and the weather is cold, there are few tourists in the Old Summer Palace.

The two of them walked slowly in the park while walking on the not-so-thick snow.

Yang Qingyin used his glove-wearing hand to hold Luo Ziling's arm and leaned his head against his shoulder, looking satisfied.

"After this cold air goes south, maybe it will snow in the south of the Yangtze River," Yang Qingyin whispered while walking slowly: "Listen to the weather forecast, there will be a cold wave coming later, and the temperature will drop even lower. I hope we can watch the snow in the south of the Yangtze River."

"Actually, the snow scene in the Old Summer Palace should be similar to the Jiangnan region, right?" Luo Ziling took his mobile phone and took a few snow scenes, and smiled and said, "The smell of Jiangnan gardens and greening vegetation are similar. However, the snow in the north is far less spiritual than the one in the south."

"What's the saying about this spiritual energy?"

"For example, snow in the north is used to fight snowball fights, and it doesn't hurt people. It's too dry. Snow in the south can kill people!"

With a "puff", Yang Qingyin laughed, "I'm talking nonsense!"

Luo Ziling said seriously: "You are right, why don't you try it? I will hit you with a snowball, will it hurt?"

"I hate it," Yang Qingyin grabbed some snow from the tree on the roadside and wiped it on Luo Ziling's face, "How could you bully people like this? It's almost the same if you stand and let me smash it."

"Okay, I'll stand and let you smash enough," Luo Ziling stood still and ordered Yang Qingyin, "Even if you hit me, hit me is awesome."

Yang Qingyin immediately let go of Luo Ziling's hand, grabbed a ball of snow, and threw it at Luo Ziling.

The accuracy was too bad, and he hit Luo Ziling. Throw it over and Luo Ziling quickly flashed.

Another one was still flashed by Luo Ziling.

Yang Qingyin threw a few snowballs out of breath, not only did he not hit Luo Ziling, but he also panted to exhaustion.

As a result, Luo Ziling took the opportunity to make trouble and ran to Yang Qingyin and sneered her a few itchs.

Yang Qingyin suddenly burst into laughter and almost fell to the snow.

"Actually, the beauty smiles happily, everything has aura," Luo Ziling looked at the laughing branches trembling, Yang Qingyin with a pretty face flushed, and helped her up, "It's fun to play with people's mood, and the scenery is just an increase or decrease point item."

"The gloves are wet, and my fingers are frozen," Yang Qingyin took off her gloves and sniffed at her fingers that were frozen red. "I'd known to wear double leather gloves."

Luo Ziling stuffed Yang Qingyin's hand into her arms, hugged her whole body again, and said with pity: "Have you noticed that you are getting more and more beautiful?"

"Really?" Yang Qingyin, who had his hands wrapped around Luo Ziling's waist, immediately raised his head after hearing this, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

"You look so happy that you look better than anyone else!"

"Then you have to make me laugh often, don't make me angry." Yang Qingyin said, pouting, "Anyway, you haven't made me happy for a long time."

"I am in a good mood today, so I will tease you well," Luo Ziling said, raising his hand to hold Yang Qingyin's chin and said frivolously: "Girl, I'll give you a smile to the old man, it's so good and rewarding."

"Go to you," Yang Qingyin opened his mouth to bite Luo Ziling. Luo Ziling quickly avoided and yelled Yang Qingyin's itch again.

As a result, Yang Qingyin laughed again.

Seeing Yang Qingyin smiling happily, Luo Ziling also laughed happily.
Chapter completed!