The wing room was not remote, but the surroundings seemed very quiet. The courtyard should have been planted with exotic flowers and plants before, but now they are all withered, leaving only cold fragrance.

"Bing'er, it's time for lunch."

Ying's mother knocked on the door gently, and there was no sound from inside, so she pushed the door open.

Li Mo shivered. He hadn't felt so cold for a long time, but he still looked into the room.

The sun poured in from the window, and the dust halo danced in the light, illuminating the chess that had just been played on the coffee table.

The little girl sat quietly in front of the chessboard, wearing a festive red dress, but she looked elegant and thrilling.

Little Bingtuozi had a delicate face, with a tranquility that did not belong to this age.

She did not have that fairy spirit yet, but she had a misty aura. If her eyelashes had not trembled slightly just now, she would really be mistaken for an elegant porcelain doll.

She looked back, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"This is Brother Li's child, you have seen him."

Mother Ying introduced and opened the food box.

Little Bingtuozi seemed to forget him?

Li Mo was thoughtful.

At this time, the two of them had only met once. If she remembered him, would it mean that her subconscious was reviving and she would wake up from the dream?

"Bing'er, I cooked your favorite dish for you."

"Mom, I'm not hungry."

The little girl's voice was soft and crisp.

"You didn't eat anything yesterday." Mother Ying said worriedly.

Little Bingtuozi nodded, opened his mouth and took a bite of food, then frowned.

After only two bites, he closed his lips tightly and didn't want to eat anymore.

"Aunt, who is playing chess with her?"

Li Mo jumped onto the coffee table and sat down opposite.

"She plays with herself. No one in the family has ever been better than her."

"How about playing a game with me?"

Little Li looked mysterious and cold.

"?"

She raised her eyes, and the ice and snow in her eyes seemed to stop falling.

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Li Mo smiled in his heart. When Ying Bing was a child, others would think that this little girl was not normal.

But in his eyes, she looked inexplicably cute, especially when she was in a daze.

So cute.

"Will you play? I have a new way to play. If you can play five pieces in a row, you win. Do you want to play a game?"

Little Ying Bing said nothing, but her little hands picked up the black and white chess pieces on the table.

It seems that Bing Tuozi has a strong desire to win since she was a child...

Ying's mother was a little surprised. She had never seen her daughter take the initiative to be interested in anything.

But what surprised her even more was.

Ten minutes later.

The daughter who made everyone who played Go feel ashamed actually lost!

Although it was not Go, it was just connecting the pieces into five pieces, which was obviously easier.

"Impressive, right?"

Little Li Mo looked like a big ice ball.

Little Ying Bing narrowed her eyes slightly:

"In this game, the person who plays first will definitely win."

"!"

Li Mo leaned back slightly.

He lost many games, and he found this out after thinking hard. He is indeed a big ice ball, even the cub version is still terrifying!

"Sister, eat."

Little Ying Bing nodded subconsciously and took the chopsticks on her own initiative.

When the food was in her mouth, her beautiful eyes were lost for a moment, as if she didn't understand why she was so natural when she heard him say to eat?

Ying's mother covered her mouth in surprise.

The daughter has always been cold, and it was even more so after she got sick. Even to her parents, she rarely showed emotional fluctuations.

Now...

"Aunt, can I go out for a walk with Sister Bing later?"

Li Mo remained calm, but he was happy in his heart.

Bing Tuozi still remembered him in his subconscious.

It worked!

"Bing'er?" Ying's mother looked at her daughter with an inquiring look, her tone a little excited.

My daughter has not left the house for a long time. If she continues like this, I'm really afraid that she will get sick.

"Sister, take me out to play for a while."

Little Li Mo said seriously.

Don't say it, don't say it, although Li Mo was a little devil in the private school when he was a child, he was really cute, even when he was serious.

"Well..."

Little Ying Bing's pink cheeks moved slightly, and she responded in a mosquito-like voice, and then she ate her meal in small bites.

After dinner.

Li Mo was the first to walk out of the door. The threshold was a bit high, and he jumped a little.

Little Ying Bing put down her bowl and chopsticks, and under her mother's encouraging eyes, she lifted the hem of her rose-red brocade skirt. Just as she was about to stand on the threshold before jumping down, a hand reached out in front of her.

She looked up in a daze and found the little boy bathing in the sunshine in the courtyard with a bright smile on his face.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

Little Ying Bing was distracted for a moment. Before she could make up her mind, her body had already given the firstThe answer.

When she reacted, her little hand was already warm and was held by another bigger little hand.

Ying's mother: "?"

She just cleaned up the dishes, what did she miss?

And.

Bing'er was willing to be quiet and let other children lead her? !

The three returned to the noisy ancestral hall.

"My little sister is willing to go out?"

"Am I blind? Or haven't woken up yet?"

"Hiss... Why are you pinching me when you haven't woken up yet!"

"She was still led out by another child!"

"Is that the boy from the Li family?"

Although Bingtuozi is young, her seniority in the Ying family is not low. Some of the children of her generation are almost as old as her.

The children of the Ying family outside wiped their eyes when they saw the two people coming out of the courtyard. They had heard of this little sister.

Now that she came out, it was even more lively than the New Year.

"Husband, look."

"Hmm?"

Ying Xuliang was chatting with a friend, but when he turned around, he saw a pair of little ones walking out hand in hand.

They looked like a golden boy and a jade girl.

It's a good thing that his daughter is willing to go out.

But it is said that a daughter is a father's little cotton-padded jacket, but his little cotton-padded jacket is not only leaky, but also made of ice.

Counting on his fingers, he has not spoken more than ten words in three days, and his daughter's cleverness often makes him, as a father, feel that his IQ is suppressed.

Now she is being led by another boy, with a quiet and well-behaved face?

The old father was in a complicated mood, excited and inexplicably depressed.

"Uncle Ying, what's wrong?"

Little Li Mo pulled Ying Bing to stand in front of the couple.

Somehow, he was a little nervous when he was looked at by Uncle Ying.

"It's okay, go play, don't run too far."

"....."

Looking at the lively Ying's ancestral hall, Li Mo's lips moved, and finally he just nodded and said yes.

When the Ying family worships their ancestors tonight, everyone will die.

But he is just a child, saying these depressing words on New Year's Day, who can believe it? It's good that he is not driven out.

And.

This is a dream.