The wind is cold in winter, unconsciously, the winter is getting deeper, Chang'an City is getting colder and colder, the cold wind blows the biting pain, usually when there is nothing to do, everyone would rather stay in the house than go out.

In the evening of this day, there was snow in Chang'an City, and when the snow fell, the wind stopped, and the world seemed to be quiet at that moment, Hua Lang pushed open the window and looked at the snow outside, and suddenly there was an indescribable comfort in his heart.

He gently stretched out a hand, and the snowflakes fell on the palm of his hand and soon melted again, and slowly, the snow became bigger and bigger, and the goose-feather-like snow came, as if the whole world was about to be annihilated.

I don't know when it started, the outside became snow-white, whether it was on the ground or on the rooftops of the trees, it was all snow, Wen Meng was very excited, she ran around the courtyard, as if she was still a child, a child who didn't know what to worry about.

Wen Meng is still beautiful, and more charming, unconsciously, she is already in her thirties, for a woman, her most elegant period is quietly coming, Hua Lang looked at Wen Meng's pretty appearance, and suddenly felt that such a woman really should not be defeated by time.

But everyone will grow old slowly, until one day, the gray hair and face are gradually lost, maybe by that day, everyone's heart is a little melancholy, maybe there is a trace of regret.

There are many things that people want to do in their lives, but who can do everything they want to do in their lives?

Suddenly, Hua Lang found that he was a little lazy in the past two years, too lazy to run around, too lazy to just want to enjoy life in this Chang'an City, this should not be what he Hua Lang should have, although in Chang'an in the past few years, he has encountered a lot of cases, almost no free time, but to stay in one place, the vision is always much narrower.

Looking at the snow flying outside, Hua Lang suddenly made a decision, that is, he wanted to leave Chang'an City, go to a place he had never been before, and start anew.

Life is like this, one begins after another, and only in this way is life meaningful, if you just sit the same thing repeatedly, or grow old in one place, this is simply an insult to life, for Hua Lang, life should not be like this, life should be full of passion and variables.

It's just that after making such a decision, Hua Lang was a little hesitant, for him, running around is the life he wants, but what about Wen Menghua Wan'er, do they want to run with them, do they want to follow their own rivers and lakes to carry wine?

In every woman's heart, she wants a warm home, and then she is accompanied by her beloved in that home, but in the past ten years, Hua Lang has not been able to give Wen Meng this, and now in Chang'an, they have finally lived a stable life for two years, but Hua Lang suddenly wanted to leave.

Can he tell Wen Meng about this decision?

The snow didn't stop, I don't know when the wind started, the snow on the treetops swayed, Wen Meng and Hua Wan'er were playing, Hua Lang stood in front of the window and looked out, after a long time, he couldn't help but sigh, perhaps, living a peaceful life here is the best choice for Wen Meng and Hua Wan'er.

The wind and snow were a little bigger, Wen Meng's whole body was snow-white, she seemed to be a little tired, so she pulled Hua Wan'er back to the house to rest, when the two of them returned to the house, Wen Meng immediately noticed Hua Lang's expression, which was no different from usual, but if you look closely, you can still find a trace of difference.

Wen Meng has been following Hua Lang for more than ten years, and he can't know much about this beloved man, so at this time, she walked slowly to Hua Lang and suddenly asked, "Do you have something on your mind?" ”

Hua Lang was taken aback, as if he didn't expect Wen Meng to ask him this question, but he still smiled and shook his head: "What's on your mind, why don't you play?" ”

Wen Meng pointed to the wind and snow outside, and said, "The wind and snow are so big, how can I play, but you, you must have something on your mind, you can say it." Wen Meng took Hua Lang's arm, and it seemed that Hua Lang would not let go if Hua Lang didn't say anything.

But that matter, Hua Lang has decided to take it to heart, for the sake of the people he loves and the people he likes, he feels that he should make a little sacrifice, he can't be right, these people make sacrifices for him alone.

Over the years, because he has solved cases everywhere, these relatives and friends have followed him around, do they really like this kind of life of running around, although they have not suffered any crime when they run around, but they are far away from their hometown, far away from many friends, are they really happy?

"Where is there something on your mind, you think too much." Hua Lang took Wen Meng into his arms and smiled lightly, and the faint fragrance emanating from Wen Meng's body, at this time, was mixed with the wind and snow chill, and there was an indescribable heart.

But at this time, Hua Yan'er suddenly asked, "Do you want to leave Chang'an?" ”

Wen Meng hugged Hua Lang tightly, Hua Lang didn't say a word, and Wen Meng continued: "I'm your wife, I can always guess what you think in your heart, you are not a person who likes to stay in one place, now you see the wind and snow outside, you feel it, right?" As he spoke, Wen Meng raised his head slightly, looking at Hua Lang with a pair of bright eyes.

Hua Lang could feel the heart conveyed in those bright eyes, and when Hua Lang felt that heart, he suddenly felt that he was happy, and he felt that he could meet Wen Meng in this life, which was the greatest happiness in his life.

The love between the two of them cannot be regarded as vigorous, but when they first met, Lang Man and love were no worse than those love stories that died and lived, all of them have gone hand in hand for more than ten years, and the two of them have a better understanding of each other, and their hearts for each other have never changed as when they first saw each other.

It turns out that love can travel through time without stopping.

Hua Lang bowed his head slightly, warmed Wen Meng's forehead, Wen Meng smiled, and said: "If you want to leave, let's leave, although this Chang'an City is good, but after living for a long time, it is a little crooked, don't you say?" ”

Chang'an is a very beautiful place, not only the scenery is beautiful, even the poetry is also beautiful, in such a place, Hua Lang does not believe that Wen Meng is a little tired, not to mention a place, the longer you live, the more feelings you have, who would want to leave the place they are used to living to go to a completely unfamiliar place?

Obviously, Wen Meng has been making sacrifices for Hua Lang, and in the face of these sacrifices made by Wen Meng, Hua Lang doesn't know what to do, he doesn't know if Lu Dao should accept these sacrifices, or can he make a little sacrifice for Wen Meng?