"Let's go."

Chen Xu wrapped around the towel, side by side with Luo Xiyun, opened the door and walked out of the hot pot restaurant.

Before coming to Beijing, he noted the weather forecast and said that there might be a cold Siberian air going south in the next few days, so he brought a thick down jacket and towel in advance.

As a southerner, he was afraid of the cold.

The hotel is not far away, there are several traffic lights in the middle, and there are many cars on the road, so they did not drive but walked over. It was windy tonight, and when he went out, he put on a towel.

This grey towel was woven by his mother himself. Before, it felt a bit soily and was never worn. Some time ago, he flipped out of the box, remembering that his mother usually had to work and cook, and could take the time to knit a towel for him.

So when he was cleaned, he wore it when it was extremely cold, especially warm.

"what--"

Luo Xiyun pushed open the outermost door, and the bitter cold wind rushed towards him, mixed with some snowflakes, hitting his face, quickly melting, wet and ice, and very uncomfortable.

Chen Xu looked up and saw that under the dark sky, where the surrounding lights were shining, white snowflakes kept falling, being windy and drifting around.

He reached out his hand, feeling the cold touch of snow falling on his hand, and said with emotion, "It's snowing."

He grew up in an area where there was almost no snow, and the deepest relationship with snow was in the first dream. In the next few months, there were ice and snow everywhere, and at that time, he and Luo Xiyun came together.

"A sneeze--"

Luo Xiyun sneezed sharply next to him. He turned his head and saw her nose turned red and her body trembling slightly in the cold wind.

She wears a trench coat outside. She usually cares more about the image, and is unwilling to wear it too bloated. At first glance, she hasn't really been frozen. When I came here just now, there was no wind and I could stand it. Now it was windy and snowy again, and suddenly broke her defense.

Chen Xudang was about to take off the towel and hang it on her neck.

"No, I'm not cold-sneeze!"

Luo Xiyun tried to stop, and half sneezed again. This time is louder than just now.

Chen Xu wrapped a towel around her neck and said, "Wear it, if you don't want it, throw it away." After that, he walked outside.

Luo Xiyun held the towel in his hand, neither did he pull, nor did he let go.

After the towel was wrapped around, she obviously felt a warmth, and the temperature of Chen Xu was on it.

Thinking of this, her sweaty hair suddenly stood up, and the skin around her neck was itchy. She pulled the towel a little uncomfortably, and cold wind poured in through the gap, causing her to fight a cold war.

At this time, Chen Xu had walked a few meters away.

Luo Xiyun still didn't tear off the towel after all, and then went out.

Five minutes later, the two returned to the hotel one after the other. Entering the lobby, the glass door behind it isolated the outside from the cold, and the hotel's heating was sufficient.

Luo Xiyun walked all the way in the snow, and he didn't feel cold at all. He even felt that the clothes inside were a little wet and sweaty.

She quietly took off the towel, and the itch finally disappeared, feeling a sense of relief.

The two took the elevator upstairs. Before leaving, Chen Xu wanted to get back the towel.

She didn't give it and said, "I'll wash it before I return it to you."

"Get off early." Chen Xu finished and returned to his room.

Luo Xiyun walked to the door of his room and was about to open it. The door of the next room opened and Secretary Guo came out.

"General Luo, you're back." Secretary Guo's gaze stayed on the towel in her hand. If you remember correctly, this towel was worn by Chen Xu.

When Luo Xiyun saw her, he slightly hesitated, and found that she was wearing a thick coat and asked, "Want to go out?"

"Uh, go and buy something." Secretary Guo quickly looked back. "I'm going." After that, he fled.

Luo Xiyun wanted to say that she could buy it for her. As a result, she was gone, so she no longer cared about her, opened the door, and entered the room.

She sat down on the sofa, put the towel in her hand on the coffee table in front of her, and looked at it stunned, wondering what she was thinking.

After a while, she pressed her hands to her face, quickly released again, stood up, and went into the bathroom.

…………

After half an hour, Luo Xiyun came out of the bath and rubbed his hair with a towel. His eyes couldn't help but poke to the coffee table. When he saw the gray towel, his neck seemed to be itchy again.

She went to the sofa and sat down again, and looked at the towel again. The color was a bluish gray, and it was woven with thick fingers. There were a few knots on it, like Hand-woven.

[Who made it for him? Ex-girlfriend? 】

The thought came to her mind.

Toot

Suddenly, her cell phone rang, causing her heart to jump, and she turned her head suddenly, seeing the name on the screen, and stunned, until the phone rang again, then picked it up.

"What are you doing, why did it take so long?" On the other end of the phone, Liu Yumeng's voice came.

"Just being in the shower, is it all right?"

"Listen to your tone, don't you talk smoothly?"

"No, the conversation went smoothly. I just, a little tired."

"If you are tired, take a good rest for a few days. It is better to take this opportunity to play in Beijing for a few days and take a vacation. I have just been free these days. How did you spend time with you?

"Forget it, there's a lot of business over there," she said absently, "that ..."

"Say anything."

"It's nothing, let's go, I'm going to sleep." She hung up the phone, rested her head on the backrest, and closed her eyes.

…………

In the morning, Luo Xiyun as usual ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ woke up at eight o'clock. For more than a year, she has formed a biological clock. No matter what time you sleep at night, she will naturally wake up at this time.

She rolled over, looking at the gray towel on the chair at the table, lifted the quilt, sat up, reached out and touched it, it was soft to the touch.

After touching for a while, she picked up the towel and wrapped it around her neck. For some reason, it was a very soft towel. When she put it on, she felt a bit prickly and itchy on her neck.

She walked to the mirror and saw that her face was flushed, and she looked bloated around the towel.

After watching for a while, she took off her towel and put it on a chair. Walk into the bathroom and start washing. Then he changed his clothes, packed everything in the room, and put it back in the trunk.

Finally, she put the towel on her left arm, pulled the suitcase by her right hand, left the room, closed the door with her backhand, and went down to the restaurant.

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