There was still some unclear snow on the roadside. Lu Nian walked out along the road of Lujia Manor, and soon saw people, some children about her age were squatting on the roadside, rubbing snow balls, throwing each other, playing. Having a great time.
"Lu Nian." When the boys saw her walking slowly, they recognized her, and they all swarmed over, with a look of excitement.
They are all children living near this villa area, and they are also studying in the same school. Naturally, they have heard of Lu Nian, but Lu Nian has a lonely personality and rarely comes out of her house. They have no chance to play with her.
Because they were still young, although they knew that Lu Nian was the eldest lady of the Lu family, the idea of them to please her was not so obvious.
It's just that Lu Nian is good-looking. This is the most intuitive impression that can be given to children.
Although she was still young and childish, she always had a sick look on her face, but she looked really good-looking, slender and delicate like a doll, with a white face and black and soft hair. They all wanted to play with Lu Nian.
Lu Nian smiled apologetically, pointed to her throat, and coughed again. The children understood what she meant, and immediately threw the snow dumplings, and the sound was lowered a few degrees, as if they were afraid of shattering her.
Qiu Lin said, "Lu Nian, you have been absent from class for so long this time. I can lend you my notes."
"Niannian is not convenient. I will help her copy it." It was Gu Pingze, the Gu family and the Lu family have some business contacts, so Gu Pingze knew Lu Nian when he was a child, and he spoke very intimately.
Lu Nian hinted that it was used together, and finally got rid of the enthusiastic little boys, and continued to walk along the road. Soon, she finally saw a familiar figure under a tree.
Qin Si stood not far away, not knowing how long he had been there, holding a pinch of snow in his hand, which had been pinched into ice, and bowed his head not knowing what he was doing.
Seeing her being surrounded, he didn't mean to take the initiative to move forward. Now that she was approaching, Qin Si didn't even move his eyes, and threw the snow indifferently, straightened up and wanted to leave.
A half-year-old boy of eleven or twelve years old, he hasn't started to grow much, his body still looks like a little boy.
Lu Nian noticed that the hands exposed under his sleeves had long phalanx, but the skin was the same as his cheeks. The intact parts were pale and bloodless. The redness, swelling, and frostbite were particularly obvious. He was severely stepped on during the previous fight. Later, the bruise came up, and it was already a little blue, mixed with frostbite, and Lu Nian's heart was twitched.
The boy was extremely sensitive. For almost an instant, he immediately noticed where her gaze was. The tips of his ears turned red. The first reaction was to immediately retract his hand under his sleeve, trying to hide it.
Before Lu Nian could return to her mind, she didn't know what she thought of again, and she stretched out the horrible hand again, and showed himself out of her sight.
It’s just that his expression became colder, with a sneer on the corners of his lips, and his eyes looked at her for an instant, the darkness was terribly dark, "Miss, are you satisfied?"
Under the cold sun, Lu Nian saw his face clearly for the first time. In the original book, there is not much description of how Qin Si looks like, and the emphasis is on his cruelty and unscrupulous means.
It’s just that, looking at today’s juvenile version, it looks very nice.
Especially his eyes, Lu Nian likes these eyes very big and dark, but they are not round in shape, so they are not as childish as boys of this age.
The little wolf cub looked coldly at the person, full of suffocation, but Lu Nian saw his long eyelashes with snowflakes and the stubborn fingers hidden behind him.
She blinked and didn't say a word. She took off her gloves swiftly and handed them to him, gazing over the wounds on his face and hands.
It was a pair of thick gloves, adorned with a circle of soft and white rabbit hair, looking extra warm.
"You can use it whatever you want." Lu Nian's hands were not very convenient, and it was a bit laborious to take off the gloves. The girl's voice fell in the wind, soft as cotton wool.
She was really in poor health. After the wind blowing for so long, she had already chilled from the soles of her feet, her throat was itchy, she couldn't help but wanted to cough, she could only apologize and smile at him, and she started to walk back.
She thought that after she went back, she had to ask Aunt Zhang to buy frostbite cream and then call a doctor to help him see the injuries on his body.
The little girl walked a little shaky, stumbled, her slender figure gradually faded out of his sight, she even staggered and almost tripped.
He remembered that day, it was also her, and she voiced to wash away his grievances.
Qin Si didn't know why she had acted kindly to him suddenly. He never believed that Lu Nian would have any kindness towards him, but, recalling the last look she looked at him, the boy's lips tightened.
It seems like a different person.
He shook his head and dispelled this ridiculous thought. No matter what, this was nothing but the pity of the eldest lady for a wild dog on the side of the road. Whenever she was happy, she gave it to him, and when she was unhappy, she immediately took it back.
Or it was another ingenious juggling with him, just to give back and take it back, just to finally appreciate his painful and embarrassed appearance.
The thorns on the boy's body stood up vigilantly, which was honed out of thousands of bloody pains in order to protect himself over the past ten years.
There was a chill in his heart, Qin Si suddenly pulled off the pair of white gloves and threw them into the trash can aside.
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