Tang Yuansi didn't want to see her......

When Shangxin received this information, his body shook slightly, and then, he stood firm again.

Biting his lip, he stubbornly stood in place.

At night, the wind and snow became heavier.

The cold wind blew on the body, like a knife cutting the skin, and it hurt.

She stood in the snow with her thin body, her head and shoulders covered with snowflakes, as if she had become one with the snow in front of her.

The doorman came out to persuade her a few times halfway, but saw that she really refused to leave, so she had to give up.

Night falls.

In the Tang family's villa, the lights are bright.

It was in stark contrast to the bleakness outside.

The housekeeper hurriedly walked outside with the ginger soup, and saw that Tang Yuansi, who was also standing in the snow, was only less than a hundred meters away from Shangxin, and across a door, stepped forward anxiously.

"Young master, your body is cold, drink a bowl of ginger soup to warm up, go to the living room!"

Tang Yuansi's figure did not move.

Even his eyes have been looking in the direction where Shangxin is standing.

Seeing her figure in the cold wind, her hands hanging down at her side, silently clenching her fists, and the backs of her hands were covered with green tendons.

It took all the strength of his body to endure it, so he didn't step forward and took her into his arms.

Hearing the housekeeper's words, his eyes swept over the bowl of ginger soup in his hand, his eyes flickered slightly, "Take it out and give it to her." ”

"What?" The housekeeper was stunned.

Immediately, he reacted and hesitated, "But young master, you ......."

The housekeeper's words were not finished, and he didn't dare to say more to Tang Yuan Sisen's cold eyes, so he took the ginger soup and walked out of the gate.

Walked straight to the heart.

"Miss Shangxin, the weather is too cold, you have stood for so long, how can your body stand it, this is the ginger soup I asked the kitchen to boil, you hurry up and drink a bowl!" The butler said, handing her the ginger soup in his hand.

I stood for too long, and my body was a little stiff.

looked at the butler in front of him, and the steaming ginger soup in his hand, and his heart moved.

"Who told you to send it? It's Brother Si, right? ”

He still cares about her, why won't he come out to see her......

In the next second, I heard the housekeeper explain, "The young master is too tired from work, and he has fallen asleep, I made the decision and sent it to Miss Shangxin, and the young master doesn't know." ”

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Shangxin's mouth froze on his face.

Looking at the ginger soup in front of him again, it seemed to become a kind of irony.

She took a step back, her hands clenched into fists, her eyes reddening.

Afraid that people would see it, he turned his head, "I don't drink, you can take it." ”

"Miss Shangxin......" The housekeeper wanted to say something, but Shangxin had already turned around and refused to listen again.

The butler took the ginger soup and let out a long sigh.

This is not the first time such a scene has occurred.

The young master was obviously reluctant, but he refused to see it.

He will stand with Miss Shangxin for as long as she stands outside, and every time Miss Shangxin leaves, he will be sick for a few days.

The housekeeper's old face was full of distress.

But none of them could be persuaded to move, so they could only take the ginger soup and go back.

There is no need for the housekeeper to reply, Tang Yuansi has already seen it all.

Her little face was frozen red, and the tears in her eyes swirled when she heard that the ginger soup was not what he ordered......

Each one was like a dagger piercing his heart.

He wished he could take her into his arms, pat the snowflakes off her head for her, hold her hand in his palm, and cover her with heat.

Think more......

But even if he couldn't do anything, just looking at her from such a distance, his heart seemed to be filled with something.