"I won't chase you anymore, I won't chase you anymore! I'll let you go this time!" Although Ye Chuan said this, his body did not stop. He rushed forward with a quick step, and the snowball in his hand was thrown towards Mo Mo.

Mo Mo was prepared and skillfully avoided the snowball in Ye Chuan's hand: "Brother, you can't hit me!"

On this icy and snowy morning, Ye Chuan and Mo Mo chased and fought in the community until they were tired and sat in the snow together.

"Brother, it's great to have you." Mo Mo said softly, leaning his head on Ye Chuan's shoulder.

Ye Chuan just smiled softly, without saying a word, without any action. But he was there all the time.

"Feng! Get up, look, it's snowing outside!" In another building, Ali said while lifting Ye Feng's quilt.

"Oh, let me sleep for a while." Ye Feng turned over impatiently, and suddenly became stunned: "What did you say? It was snowing outside?"

"Well, it's snowing!" Ali nodded, a little excited.

Ye Feng no longer stayed in bed. He turned over and put a piece of clothes on his own to keep warm. He stood on the balcony with Alice and looked at the snow scene outside.

The snowflakes were fluttering, like white velvet, decorating the earth.

Looking at the heavy snow outside the window, Ye Feng's eyes were also a little confused. In a trance, time seemed to have returned many years ago.

"Brother, brother! Wake up and wake up! It's snowing outside!" Ye Feng, eleven or twelve years old, was pushing Ye Chuan in front of the bed.

"Ah? It's snowing so early this year!" Ye Chuan stopped sleeping in after hearing this, put on his clothes and ran out with Ye Feng.

There was a vast white area outside, and heavy snow covered the entire village, and snowflakes fell, as if dancing in the air.

"Brother, it looks good!" Ye Feng said, standing behind Ye Chuan.

Ye Chuan shivered, and suddenly thought of what he thought of, and said, "Ye Feng, hurry up, put on your clothes. Accompany me to the little painter!"

"What are you doing?" Ye Feng asked in confusion.

Ye Chuan was a little impatient: "If you ask you to go, go, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"I won't go! Uncle Liu will definitely scold us!" Ye Feng said.

"Say it's a big deal! He went to the city to buy things yesterday, but he must have not come back today!" Ye Chuan said: "Do you go? If you don't go, I will tell my mother that you like Xiaoying from the next village!"

In the end, Ye Feng surrendered to Ye Chuan's power and reluctantly followed Ye Chuan to a clearing area in front of Liu Painter's door.

Ye Chuan pointed to the open space under his feet and said, "Just here, you write the four big words I like you on the snow here. Then I will call the door. This way you can see it as soon as you draw it!"

Ye Feng looked at his ungloved hands with distress and reluctantly agreed.

Seeing that everything was arranged, Ye Chuan ran into Liu's painter in a flash.

"Little painting, small painting!" Ye Chuan shouted: "Are you awake?"

"Hey? Brother Ye Zi, why are you here?" Liu Hua, who had just finished washing, was a little happy to see Ye Chuan.

"It's snowing outside! Have you ever gone out to see it?" Ye Chuan said excitedly, taking the opportunity to look out of the window at Ye Feng in the snow and saw Ye Feng making a ok gesture towards him.

"Not yet!" Liu Hua said with a smile: "I'm going out to have a look. It's so snowy!"

"That's right, let's go together!" Ye Chuan said, then grabbed Liu Hua's hand and walked out the door. Liu Hua blushed behind her.

Ye Chuan pulled Liu Hua out of the house and came to the open space. He pointed to the opposite side and said, "Little Painting, look!"

Liu Hua was a little confused. He looked along his fingers and saw a few big words written crookedly on the ground.

Ye Feng, who was smiling shyly and cunningly, was standing next to him.

"Brother Ye Zi" Liu Hua was just a little girl, and her face turned redder after seeing these three words. On this cold morning, it was decorated with white snow all over the ground.

"How about it, be romantic!" Ye Chuan said with a proud smile.

"Well, romantic." Liu Hua said, and then asked in confusion: "But Brother Ye Zi, why did you write that there is no name at the end, only a few dots?"

"This" Ye Chuan scratched his hair, not knowing why Ye Feng didn't write Liu Hua's name. He turned around and asked, "Xiao Feng, why don't you write a name? Why do you write a few points?"

Ye Feng smiled embarrassedly and said shyly: "That's not enough urine."

"puff--!"

Ye Chuan choked and almost vomited blood: "Ye Feng, you, you bastard, see if I won't beat you today!"

Ye Chuan said, rolling up his arms and sleeves, and pretending to deal with Ye Feng.

Ye Feng turned around and ran away in fear, yelling as he ran: "You can't blame me! Do I have gloves? Besides, didn't you write it out for you?"

"You dare to talk back!" Ye Chuan's face turned red with anger: "Your grandpa, I have to tell my mother about your little trouble today!" Ye Chuan said as he picked up a handful of snow from the ground and headed towards Ye Fengyang.

Looking at the two brothers chasing in the snow, the willow painting in the distance eliminated the sound, like a flower.

"Feng, what are you thinking?" Ali hugged Ye Feng's body from behind, pulling him back from distant memories to reality.

"It's nothing, just think about some past things." Ye Feng withdrew his long-standing thoughts and lit a cigarette.

Ali saw Ye Feng's emotions and asked tentatively: "Did you think of Brother Chuan?"

"Don't call him Brother Chuan! He is your brother, not my brother!" Ye Feng said stubbornly.

"Feng, your brothers who have been doing this for so many years have to make a fuss? Can't you make a good deal?" Ali asked softly, leaning her head on Ye Feng's back.

"Reconcile?" Ye Feng shook his head and smiled. The painful past once again surged into his heart: "You don't know at all. He is a damn evil spirit, he is a bastard! I said, I want to send him to prison with my own hands!"

Ali didn't speak anymore. She knew what Ye Feng's personality was. She also knew that she would not listen to her advice at all.

Ali prayed silently in her heart, then she slowly raised her head and watched the heavy snow outside the window with Ye Feng in a daze.

Ye Chuan and Mo Mo sat in the snow for a while, and Mo Mo suddenly said, "Brother, do you know what I fear the most now?"

"What?"

"I'm afraid that the snow will melt. The beautiful scenery I just saw and everything in front of me will disappear in a blink of an eye." Mo Mo said with some grief.

Ye Chuan understood the meaning of Mo Mo's words and said softly: "No, don't worry, the snow will not melt, it will melt, because it is because spring is coming."
Chapter completed!