After sending away the girl Xiao Hu, the girl Xiao Wang also left, not knowing where she was going.
After wandering together in the north for four years, the two girls have always lived together. Xiao Wang complained that the heater was too cold for four years, and Xiao Hu also covered her with quilts in the middle of the night for four years. Although Xiao Wang fell asleep like a fragment, he would still complain that the heater was too cold when he woke up.
"How about we buy an air conditioner." Xiao Hu said.
"No, this is not home after all." Xiao Wang refused.
Xiao Hu asked: "What kind of home do you want?"
Xiao Wang's eyes flashed, and he replied seriously: "It's full of things, and the decoration is warm and cozy. It's mainly pink, not black. I don't like it. It's best to get another dog."
"Okay." Xiao Hu agreed with a smile, as if this home must belong to the two of them.
Xiao Wang noticed it: "What did you promise?"
"No, I'm happy for you."
Concept: When the flowers bloom and there are empty branches, the flowers fly and fade, and the flowers always compose poems.