Nine thousand years old

Chapter 49

The breeze blows the snow, the romantic and lively background music floats in the air, and the neon lights and shadows are mottled. This scene seems to have appeared in Li Siyuan's mind countless times, and it is a little blurry, unclear and intangible.

He could feel Ming Li's breath hitting the tip of his nose lightly, it was silent and gentle, but it was like a tsunami surging in.

Ming Li's heart was beating like thunder, and he looked at the person in front of him without blinking.

Yuanyuan's skin was fine, a little red from the cold wind, her long eyelashes cast a shadow, but her eyes were scorching hot and bright, like a shining gem.

Shining brightly.

Ming Li's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed calmly. At this moment, Li Siyuan stretched out his hand and took off a few snowflakes from his head.

The instantly melted snow turned into a few tiny drops of water and stained the fingertips. Li Siyuan smiled and backed away, shaking his index finger: "It's a pity that it melted when it was taken off."

not the right time yet.

Li Siyuan suppressed the blood tumbling in his body and the emotion that was about to spew, and thought to himself.

You can't move without authorization, you can't advance aggressively, and you can't leave a bad impression of abruptness.

"You like snow?" Ming Li looked down at his fingers, he didn't know whether it was a sigh of relief or regret, but he felt a lingering feeling of emptiness in his chest.

"It's pretty, but it can't be held in your hand." Li Siyuan nodded.

"The first time I observed snow carefully was when I was in elementary school. At that time, I only thought it was very beautiful. In fact, most people thought so. It's just that this kind of hexagonal crystal is too fragile, and there are few kinds of artificially made ones that won't melt away. Natural and cooling."

Li Siyuan turned to look at Mingli: "Do you like snow?"

The two of them lay on the railing, and they didn't feel too cold anymore. Ming Li reached out to catch the snow, and said lightly, "I haven't noticed it, so I can't say I like it."

"Snow Flower also has a nice name, Liu Chu." Li Siyuan bent his eyes, and the building in front of him was still lit with those words, changing colors from time to time.

There are five more flowers in vegetation, and six snowflakes.

So people call it six out.

"Some people call it Weiyang Flower, but I prefer to call it that."

"Weiyanghua..." Mingli murmured softly, looking at the faces of the people around him through the light.

Li Siyuan sniffed.

"I like this name very much." He swept the snow from the railing into his hands, and said, "Weiyang, it means endless, as long as there is winter, there will be it."

Ming Li raised his lips: "It sounds good."

Li Siyuan smiled brightly, held the pitiful snow, and stretched it out to Mingli's eyes.

"I don't have any other gifts today, I'll give you a bouquet of Weiyang flowers."

Give you endless, never-ending.

Like and love.

Ming Li's pupils moved slightly, and the strange feeling in his heart seemed to overflow.

He took the snow in fear and trepidation, and took some melted water with him, taking it with great care.

This is really the cheapest gift Lord Yan Jun has ever received, but at this moment, it seems to be better than thousands of things in the world, and heavier than Mount Tai.

Li Siyuan was happy physically and mentally, and happily went to cut the cake.

After he finished dividing into two parts, he turned his head and bumped into a transparent water ball the size of a glass bead floating in the air.

Among them is a large snowflake, which reflects colorful light under the light.

He looked at Mingli in surprise, Mingli smiled softly, slowly took the water polo back into his hand, and put it in his pocket.

"I like your gift very much."

Li Siyuan stared at Mingli in a daze, his heart was beating wildly, he coughed lightly, and looked a little silly with a piece of cake in his hand.

"eat cake."

Master Yan Jun stood on the roof of the unattractive building, with the cold wind blowing against the snow, but he still felt that this was a super happy day.

Of course that ID card was fake, but at this moment Lord Yan Jun decided that his birthday is today.

Even though he never had a birthday, he doesn't remember his birthday at all.

It was a drop in the ocean in the ancient history, and it was also the tragedy of the loss of life. The bloody fallen dragon was born from this, and Ming Li never felt the need to remember it.

"Is it delicious?"

Ming Li swallowed carefully: "It's very sweet."

The two had a pleasant day, and Li Siyuan devoted himself to hectic work again.

What is gratifying is that since Ming Li's birthday, he has never done anything wrong to actor He. Li Siyuan heaved a sigh of relief, but he was still a little happy.

He felt that it was not that Mingli had no feelings for him, Baby Yuanyuan secretly delighted.

After shooting for another two months, Chen Li's family finally waved their hands and gave everyone a New Year's holiday.

There are not many directors who are so generous. You must know that even in the New Year, many production crews are working overtime for filming.

But Chen Li's family is a very traditional person, insisting on returning home to watch the Spring Festival Gala during the Chinese New Year. With such a unified idea, he also feels that others must be the same.

Li Siyuan was very happy, told Mrs. Li in advance, and started busy picking out New Year gifts for his big family.

Ming Li was not too happy.

Because until now Yuanyuan has not invited him home for the New Year.

And he himself was embarrassed to mention it.

Until the night when the judge came to report on his work, Ming Li was always frowning.

"What's bothering you, my lord?" The judge put away the booklet fluttering in front of him, and said, "Is it because of the resurrection of the nightmare?"

"What is he, I was wondering..." Ming Li dismissed it, but then lowered his voice, and said in a low voice, "Yuan Yuan is going home."

The judge was surprised: "He went home...what's wrong?"

Ming Li looked at the judge with some annoyance: "Then what should I do?"

"My lord?" The judge was speechless and could only say, "My lord, you can go back to the underworld."

Ming Li wrinkled his face, full of unhappiness.

The judge didn't know where he hit his unpleasant point, secretly touched the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, wondering if he was old enough to be annoying?

Otherwise, why would Yan Jun not want to go back to the underworld.

In fact, Li Siyuan was also struggling. He asked Zhuang Yu to book the air ticket, but he didn't know how to talk to others.

After all, it seems that there are still people in Mingli's family, and they probably have to go back to celebrate the New Year.

Thinking of this, the originally happy New Year's holiday has become no fun.

Baby Yuanyuan put on her clothes slowly, ready to go to the set.

He and Film Emperor He still live together, but it's just a suite, and they usually don't disturb each other.But there are still advantages, just as Chen Li's family expected, the relationship between the two is getting better and better, and the tacit understanding is getting better and better.

And the strange thing is that Li Siyuan never saw any ghosts in the hotel again.Naturally, he didn't know that Mingli had already driven those ghosts out, he just thought that there should be nothing dirty in this hotel.

It wasn't until three days before the holiday that Li Siyuan found an opportunity to mention it unintentionally.

"Go home?" The coffee shop was full of warmth, Ming Li said: "I have nowhere to go."

The judge, who was hiding on the side, was stunned, turned around and left.

Li Siyuan said happily: "Then do you want to go back with me? We have a lot of family members and it's very lively."

Master Yan Jun took a sip of coffee, and reservedly agreed.

The eyes are bright, like a large dog wagging its tail.

Li Siyuan tried hard to control his uncontrollable hands, but finally couldn't help touching Ming Li's head.Ming Li froze, but still let the man touch it twice.

Zhuang Yu looked at the two expressionlessly, and numbly took a sip of the coffee without sugar.

Fuck, I won’t eat dinner, I’m full.

Before returning to his home, Li Siyuan also specially asked Li to take care of Xiaomu when he met Nian.

In the past few months, Xiaomu's children have been taken by Li Jian. Li Jian was playing puzzles with Xiaomu, and hung up the phone impatiently after saying that.

"Xiao Mu, seems to have lost a piece?"

Xiaomu blinked, and one big and one small started flipping through the jigsaw puzzle pieces in the living room again.

It is also quite harmonious.

The three separated at the airport, Zhuang Yu flew back to his hometown, while Li Siyuan and Ming Li were going further north to City B, where the Li family's mansion was located.

The winter night in the north is a sonata of wind and snow.

The dim light always gives people an illusion of warmth, but with a little wind, one can feel the bone-chilling cold.

City B is a very iconic northern city. The water splashed on the ground freezes into solid ice within a minute, and the snow is deep enough to cover the legs.

The snow is still falling, and snow falls from the branches from time to time.When the New Year is approaching, it is always the coldest day of the year, and sporadic vehicles come and go in the middle of the night, like a silent painting.

The cities in the northern country are cold and quiet with a unique style.

A black Pagani passed through the driveway, and Lu Hui drove to the suburbs.A neat suit made him look extremely energetic, and his hair was neatly trimmed.

In fact, he is just a driver.

"Hello, wife, what's the matter?" Lu Hui answered the phone and asked.

"Is my son sick? Did you go to the hospital?"

"Okay, I'll ask for leave in two days to go back. Is my mother running out of medicine? I'll go back and buy some together."

It wasn't until he hung up the phone that Lu Hui sighed wearily.

There are too many people who are entangled in mediocre life in the world, but he is just an inconspicuous one in the vast crowd.

After getting off the expressway, Lu Hui drove the car onto an asphalt road.

There was a lot of ice on the road, he frowned, and slowed down carefully.

Suddenly, his pupils dilated, and he slammed on the brakes.

Lu Hui took a deep breath, stared wide-eyed and held the steering wheel to look ahead.

Just now he seemed to see a figure standing in front of the car, but when his car stopped, the shadow disappeared.

Lu Hui looked around, the street lights were still dimly on, and the surrounding forest was somewhat dark.

"Damn it." Lu Hui cursed in a low voice, stepped on the accelerator and left.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always feel that something is wrong.

The sleepiness was all gone, and Lu Hui concentrated on driving with all his energy.

And within a few minutes, the figure reappeared.

Lu Hui saw clearly this time, it seemed to be a man with a white mask and a black robe, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

But the white mask did not have the contours of the facial features.

Just a plain white board.

Lu Hui stepped on the brake again, and the figure disappeared again.

Now he could no longer lie to himself that it was an illusion, he felt that he probably ran into something dirty.

Can't stop here.

With sweat on his head, Lu Hui immediately started the car, accelerated the accelerator and drove away quickly.

The shadow still appeared in front of the car, and Lu Hui was sweating all over his body, but this time he didn't brake, and drove straight past with his teeth gritted.

The ghost shadow was dispersed and nothing happened.

Lu Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried to the direction of the lights. He was flustered and turned on the music.

After driving for more than ten minutes, Lu Hui felt that the temperature in the car was getting lower and lower. He checked the temperature of the air conditioner and found that it had somehow jumped to [-] degrees.

It's still cold.

Lu Hui breathed a sigh of relief, he reached out and pressed the button to readjust the temperature.

When he raised his head, he inadvertently glanced at the rearview mirror, and suddenly saw a face.

A face without facial features.