Chang'an nodded. Ye Nanxi pulled Chang'an to Yan Qian. Yan Qian lowered his eyes and took Chang'an's hand. Then he loosened Ye Nanxi's hand, pulled Chang'an to his front, and ordered her to put one hand on her small shoulder.
Ye Nanxi looked at the father and daughter standing together. They looked so alike. She didn't know why, but she felt that her nose was a little sour.
Chang'an suddenly said, "Mother greets me on behalf of uncle."
"It's cold outside. You go in quickly." Ye Nanxi smiled and nodded. She looked at them again and turned to get on the car. After the carriage got up, she opened the curtain and looked back. In the storm and snow, two people, a big one and a small one, were still standing there and watching her walk away.
Although they could see each other tomorrow after
