The first snow of this winter was exceptionally cold.
Haicheng was covered in silver, and the river was filled with chill air, making people shiver. People were coming and going on the dock, and a neat line of troops was on the Huo family's ship, loading boxes of goods onto the ship.
Huo Qian looked at the vast river, took out a cigar and held it between the corners of his lips. The cedar firewood had just been lit but was blown out by the wind. Huo Tian at the side handed him a lighter.
"Thanks."
Huo Tian said: "He wants to go back to South City, and you actually agreed. What is this? The bride is coming back home?"
Huo Qian said: "Just consider it as sending a betrothal gift."
Huo Tian sneered, "Aren't you afraid that you might never come back? Nancheng is where he grew up. There are acquaintances everywhere. Who knows, it might remind him of the past."
Huo Qian fell silent, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and after a long while, he said, "If he wants to stay in South City, I can't stop him."
He said he couldn't, not that he didn't want to.
Huo Tian understood what he meant, his eyes darkened, and he put his hands in his pockets, looking at the young man who was counting the cargo on the deck. After raising him for a few days, the young master had gained some weight, his eyes were bright and lively, like a glutinous rice dumpling, clean and handsome.
He curved his lips and said deliberately, "Third brother, what's so good about him that makes people unable to let him go?"
Huo Qian glanced at him and said, "Everything is fine." After a pause, he added, "I just don't like you."
Huo Tian's face suddenly turned dark.
Huo Qian raised his chin, pointed at Shen Mian on the boat, and said, "Go and say goodbye. We don't know when we'll be back. Maybe this will be the last time we see each other."
Huo Tian said: "Even if he stays in South City, I can just chase him to South City to see him. I will see him eventually. What's the point of talking about the last meeting. However, since Third Brother is so magnanimous, I won't be polite."
After saying that, he strode onto the boat.
When Shen Mian raised his eyes, he saw the fourth master of the Huo family standing in front of him. His handsome face had a sly smile on it, as if he was thinking of some bad idea, so he asked: "Why are you staring at me? Is this young master's face blooming?"
"It hasn't bloomed, but it looks like a flower." Huo Tian pulled his lower lip, suddenly leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss on his fair face.
"you!"
"A farewell kiss, this is the etiquette of all foreigners. After all, you studied abroad, so you must know it, right?"
As he spoke, he hugged Shen Mian again and gently hugged him, whispering, "Come back when you've had enough fun. Listen to my third brother and don't be fooled by Shen Mingcheng. He's very cunning.
Shen Mian said: "I think you are the most cunning! Huo Qian, he took advantage of me, you teach him a lesson."
Huo Qian put a cloak on him and coaxed him in a low voice: "Okay, teach him a lesson, but it's getting late. Just put it on the account this time and settle it together next time."
Shen Mian said: "Well, next time, I will settle all the old and new accounts with him."
Huo Tian smiled, rubbed his soft little head, and said, "Have a good trip."
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