The snowflakes were flying like willow catkins, splashing in the air, falling into the little girl's open palms. With her breath, it turned into a cloud of white mist.

Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. Today should be an auspicious day to get rid of the old and welcome the new, but she doesn't want to go back.

This year... Losing my beloved sister, not only grief, but also my father's disappointed eyes, exhausted mother, aunt's indifference, and estranged sister.

Her eyes dimmed a little again.

The other children happily built snowmen and played snowball fights today, and on the plain-covered earth, she was still wearing a small water-blue jacket, as if she was about to melt into the snow.

The fingertips were gradually getting colder before they knew it, and the snowflakes wet her hair, collar, and cheeks, turning into shallow water marks.

Until... a shadow was covered on her head.

"Go home."

What Yu Guang saw was the bright golden red, holding a paper umbrella beside him, while brushing away the snowflakes on her body with a hint of warmth.

It seemed that because she could not get a response for a long time, the girl's cold hand was tightly held by a small but warm hand, and then pulled her with some force.

She did not break free. If she got angry, it would only make her mother even more sad. If she asked her father to take her anger on her mother again, it would be even more unworthy of the loss. The man holding her hand at this moment should have been with the aunt in the mansion to prepare for the holiday family affairs. Why did he have time to look for her? But she didn't want to ask, otherwise she would have been scolded.

She lowered her head all the way and returned to the familiar door with the man one after another. The warm hand also let go, accompanied by a hint of loss of coldness - a sound came from the front,

"Come on this year's New Year's money is made of well-polished Hetian jade received by the Western Regions. You can try it."

What I looked up was a slight smile on the corner of her pursed lips and her pair of calm and quiet eyes as water. A warm zodiac pendant hung on her neck. When she picked it up, she saw that it was a playful jade rabbit, which was her birthday.

Such a good jade must be given to her by the aunt, but she only uses it for herself, and this zodiac sign must have been prepared for her.

"This year... we are all very sad, but it is not a pity, and we cannot neglect you because of this."

This person's words are still so polite and modest, so people can't pick them up.

"…So go home, Jiulian."

But her nose still felt sore.

"good."