The first light is slightly bright, and the light of sunshine shines exceptionally white in the vast expanse of snow.
The sun shines through the paper window into the house and shines on Su Jingyan's face.
Su Jingyan slightly woke up, the fairy beside him is already gone, leaving only faint fragrance...
Such as Su Jingyan out of the room, but did not find the beauty at home...
Probably gone... Su Jingyan looked complex shook his head.
Up to the attic, Su Jingyan sat in front of the tea table put out a game of chess, a person up.
Downstairs in the river, an old man with a paddle, the boat staggered past Su Jingyan's downstairs.
The sound of the water being broken by the OARS circled the beam and fell onto Su Jingyan's chessboard...
Somewhere along the line, he learned to play alone...
...
The snow is falling and the year is drawing to a close.
Many of the wanderers who went out returned home, and every family was lively.
Different from the lights of thousands of families, Su Jingyan's family is particularly cold.
But Su Jingyan did not feel lonely at all, Xu is used to it.
... He has been alone since his parents left.
"Time to make some money..."
Su Jingyan calculated the silver at home, there is not much.
Although the weekdays are more economical, and after the promotion of some of the court's silver, but will still sit idle.
Su Jingyan's parents left the other side of the building facing the street, he has not opened...
After thinking about it, Su Jingyan opened the door facing the street and hung up some calligraphy and painting that he had made on weekdays.
"As the year draws to a close..." Su Jingyan thought for a moment, "It is best to sell some New Year goods."
Finalize the idea, Su Jingyan took out some red paper, for the joint.
A pair of Spring couplets were hung out...
Su Jingyan briefly put his door on the "ink House" plaque and began to open for business.
Everyone in the town knows that Su Jingyan is the top of the high school in autumn exams, but it is regrettable that he is unwilling to participate in the spring exams... Under their thinking, if Su Jingyan had gone, he would surely have been named on the golden List.
See Su Jingyan will store opened for business, have been curious.
The boss of a street cloth village stepped into the ink house and looked at the dazzling array of calligraphy and painting during the period.
"Jing Yan, is this finally starting to live?" Cloth Zhuang boss asked with a smile.
Life life... A living in order to exist.
Su Jingyan helpless smile: "There is nothing else, can only write calligraphy and painting."
"Well, well..." Cloth zhuang boss went around to see a piece of spring couplets.
"Spring rain moistens all things, red plum dots embroider thousands of mountains..." Cloth Zhuang boss looked at the pair of couplets, unconsciously read out.
This "embroidery" one of the words, so that he was very happy, as if found the dream of cloth Zhuang can hang couplets.
"I'll take this pair of couplets, how much silver?" Cloth zhuang boss turned his head, towards Su Jingyan happy opening way.
"Ten letters."
Cloth Zhuang boss smell speech a leng, looking at Su Jingyan with a wry smile, "you still won't do business.... These ten articles are really too cheap..."
Su Jingyan shook his head and suddenly said, "It's just two rolls of paper with some ink, and the words on them are.... It is expensive for people."
"If you like it, it's worth money to you... But I can't bid you up just because you like it..."
"Painting and calligraphy is a blessing if it can meet the people it likes..."
Cloth Zhuang boss stared at Su Jingyan, nodded for a long time, raised his hand and took off the pair of couplets, dropped one or two pieces of silver and turned his head to go, leaving a word.
"I don't know about that, but I think it's worth a penny or two...."
Cloth zhuang boss left, hang it in the cloth Zhuang most prominent on both sides of the table.
Someone to cloth zhuang see that couplet, full of praise, cloth zhuang boss said to it is in Su Jingyan ink house to buy.
When asked how much he had spent, he said:
"Ten letters..."
Soon, as the year drew to a close, every household would have couplets.
Hearing that Su Jingyan's ink room was not only good in calligraphy and painting, but also cheap, they went to Su Jingyan's ink room to buy.
Ten articles for cloth Zhuang boss is cheap, but for ordinary people is still a little expensive.
However, they also know that this is an elegant Su Shuren ah, its own calligraphy and painting, only sell ten, but no one counter offer.
This calligraphy and painting can be passed down to the family...
Su Jingyan's ink house was filled with people for a while, and business slowly returned to calm... after it seemed that the whole town had bought his paintings and calligraphy Sometimes people come, but not fanatical.
It was just one day before New Year's Eve.
This day, the sky is getting dark, Su Jingyan ready to close the door, but see the familiar thin white dress into the shop.
Ning white snow a simple elegant white dress reflected the snow outside, it is elegant and beautiful, that such as ink hair waving inexplicable emotions...
Su Jingyan see ning snow again, suddenly like a dream.
"Here we come..."
"Um..."
"I'll get the food..." Su Jingyan got up and closed the store door, turned and walked into the kitchen.
"Ok..." Ning snow looked at Su Jingyan into the kitchen, looking calm, "I want to eat the small oven..."
"Good," said Hermione. From the kitchen came Su Jingyan's response.
Such as Su Jingyan put out a pot of steaming small stove on the table, the pot of various kinds of stew with the soup, for a time, this cold hut actually also have a bit of fireworks gas.
They sat down and quietly began to eat.
Did not eat a few bites, Ning snow looked up to Su Jingyan, that indifferent look seems to say a little less...
Su Jingyan smiled ruefully, but got up from the side of the shelf to take down a bottle of Xinghua village.
Ning snow see Su Jingyan take apricot flower village, look calm, but in the eyes there is a flicker of smile.
"If I drink more, I will have finished the wine my mother gave me for my wife..." Su Jingyan smiled wryly, poured two bowls, put a bowl in front of Ning Snow.
Ning snow looked up at Su Jingyan a glance, did not speak.
Two people drink wine, eat steaming hot stove, speechless for a moment.
The dinner was a big one for two.
"Going today?" Su Jingyan put down the bowl, like casually asked.
"It's too late..." Ning Snow White like casual light response.
Su Jingyan nodded, but did not mention to clean up the guest room.....
And Ning snow also didnt say anything, put down the dishes after eating, and walked into Su Jingyan room.
There was a tacit absence of guest rooms...
See Ning snow has gone back to the room, Su Jingyan calmly picked up some, and then also returned to the room.
Ning Bai Xue stood in front of the desk under the windowsill, and there were several paintings and paintings that Su Jingyan had not hung on the desk.
Su Jingyan walked over, looked at the calligraphy and paintings, picked them up, and took out several blank sheets of paper to spread out...
"You want to paint?" Ning snow opened his mouth to ask.
"I write a few lianzi, before writing has been sold out, tomorrow is the end of the year, there will be many people to buy words, I write a few good tomorrow out to sell..."
Ning Snow nodded, also no longer speak, just quietly watching Su Jingyan will do the word one by one, and then hanging on the side to dry...
By the window, one person writes, one person looks...
The old town is dying as the night rises.
The table candle in the room shook the flame, and at last, after burning the last candle wax, it gave out a cloud of smoke, and then went out.
The house went dark, only the white snow outside reflected the dim light sprinkled in the room, Su Jingyan picked up the pen a leng, immediately understood that he forgot to replace the lamp....
At this time, Ning Snow-white faintly opened her mouth:
"It's getting late. Write it tomorrow..."
'Good! Su Jingyan also nodded, raised the ink pen in his hand, and hung it on the side of the pen holder.
Ning Bai Xue turned and walked to the bed, took off her coat quite naturally, hung it on the eaves of the bed, and then lay down into the quilt.
Su Jingyan see she has been accustomed to go to bed, also did not say what, took off the coat lying in...
It's not the first time we've slept together, and it doesn't seem like a big deal.
However, the warmth and fragrance from the side still made him a little uncomfortable.
"Go to sleep..." Ning Snow White at this time softly open the way, the voice is delicate as jade.
"Ok..." Su Jingyan should a sound, feel the gap between the two people some cool wind into, then moved to move the body.
At this time, the two people's body tightly next to each other, and Su Jingyan's hand unconsciously touched each other's arm, Ning snow seemed to have no reaction.
"Leaving tomorrow?" Su Jingyan began to ask.
"Not going..." Ning snow light response.
"When will that...?" Su Mo has not finished, Ning snow is light open way:
"Not going..."
"Then I'll buy some of your daily necessities tomorrow..."
"Um..."
This night, the snow is flying, still a night speechless...