Snowy night.
Two o'clock in the morning.
A rapid knock on the door woke Ji Qingxu from his sleep.
Ji Qingxu walked to the door and saw familiar figures, one large and one small, through the peephole.
The door opens.
Her ex-husband, who she had just met last month, was holding a sweet-sleeping breast dumpling in his arms. Wen Tan's shoulders were piled with white, and his long eyelashes were hung with unmelted snowflakes. He glanced at her guiltily: "I failed to seize power and was kicked out by those old men. My daughter will be taken care of by you first. By the way... Take me in for a while?"
Ji Qingxu:......
Who was the dog who bragged yesterday that he would become the best?
2024.11.12
Intention: Watching the tide and snow with my beloved, sitting in peace.