Beautiful, slender black wings encircled his body, and a faint heartbeat came from his chest that was pressed against his back......

It was still snowing outside the cave, but it was so warm that it was about to melt.

Qianling looked at the snow shadow flying outside the cave, her eyes touched her right arm in front of her, her nose suddenly became sour, and all her qi seemed to disappear in an instant.

Feeling a pair of hands in her arms hugging her tightly, Lan Yue opened her eyes and saw that the sulking guy had turned back at some point, hugging him like a little bear, twitching his nose.

He lowered his head and gently rubbed the tip of his nose against the soft chestnut hair on her forehead, his eyes softening.

Qianling raised her wet eyes and looked at him, and her voice was dumb:

"Satsuki, I'm sorry...... It's me who is not good, and I shouldn't have quarreled with you...... Distracting you and falling into someone else's trap...... Hurt like this......"

His long eyelashes drooped, and his voice was low:

"Why...... Do you want to force me to choose someone?"

Since you are so chic and willing, why do you brave the wind and frost to come to me, why do you cry so much?

"Pick people?" Qianling looked at him seriously with tears on her eyelashes, "Did you say that list? That was given to me by Lan Feng, and I sent many lists that day, all of which were personnel transfers." ”

"As soon as I saw Xiaoyue's name on it, I sent it to you early, thinking that in this way you can pick first, the capable and easy to get along with, all for you......" She snorted, "I knew you were so disgusted...... It's not much to do......"

Lan Yue's eyebrows frowned slightly: "...... Personnel transfers?"

Qianling nodded.

He lowered his eyelashes slowly, his eyes were a little deeper, and there was a little more coldness: "There have been no large-scale personnel transfers at the bottom of the valley recently. ”

"Huh?" Qianling looked at him stunned, "Why did Lan Feng make me ......?"

He slowly tightened his right arm, holding the person tightly in his arms, and his hoarse voice was close to her ear:

"I'm sorry. ”

Qianling was stunned and shook her head vigorously: "It's me who should say I'm sorry, Xiaoyue has nothing to be sorry for." You don't want to choose someone, just don't choose, it's my bad temper that always loves to force you...... I'm sorry Satsuki, don't be angry with me, okay?"

He hugged her and nodded slightly, closing his eyes slowly and wearily. The black hair flowed down each other's shoulders, soft as silk brocade.

Qianling looked up at his pale face, her eyes were slightly red, and she choked and hugged him tightly:

"Satsuki...... Do you hurt...... It hurts, isn't it ......?"

Trembling fingers slowly reached out, grabbing the empty and broken sleeve on his left side.

A low voice was mixed with a cry.

"Your hand...... Will it recover? When will it recover......

He wrapped his right arm around her a little tighter:

"Wait until you wake up. ”

Qianling's eyes widened, and her red eyes looked at him, overflowing with brilliance: "Really, really?"

He closed his eyes and gently pressed it against her forehead, "Hmm." ”

"Then, I'll sleep right away, I'll sleep right away!" she burrowed into his arms like a loach, buried her cheeks in the socket of his neck, and closed her eyes tightly.

Maybe it's because the hanging heart has finally been put down, maybe it's because she's been tired for too long, frozen for too long, or nervous for too long, or maybe Xiaoyue's arms are as familiar to her as a mattress......

Qianling fell asleep quickly, and fell asleep not long after she finished speaking, without sound or movement.

The moonlight is like water, and the snow is flying.

There is no fire in the cave, but it is full of warmth and warmth, keeping the cold out.

Lan Yue stared at the sleeping guy in her arms, gently wrapped her right arm around her, and slowly lowered her head and kissed her cheek in the same place.

"Pay you back. The voice was soft, with a shallow smile.

Qianling smacked her lips in her sleep in a daze, frowned again, arched into his arms, and reached out to hug his neck: "Xiaoyue......"

"Hmm. He whispered in her ear, as he had done every time before.

"Xiao Yue......" Qian Ling read his name in a daze, and the vague sentence had a soft and glutinous nasal voice, "Xiao Yue wants to ...... Ping An ......"

Lan Yue's eyelashes trembled, and the warmth in her heart melted, dispelling the cold and pain in her body.

The white fingers took the girl's hand around his neck, trying to put it in his arms to cover the heat, but the blood and ice stains on the bloody palms and palms stinged his eyes for a moment.

He stared blankly, and suddenly a deep and shallow pain spread from the depths of his heart, and he was suffocated in a trance.

He hadn't even thought about it - how could she go all the way from forgetting her life to this snow-capped mountain in the far north, and how long she wandered, searched, and desperately in the snow, before she dug up the ice and snow with her hands little by little to take him from ......?

Yes.

It was the same in the past.

It's these hands, her hands. Again and again, he was awakened from his slumber and smiled and held up to him the brightest and warmest things in the world.

Wing......

How can I let go of your ......?

The fleshy palm lay obediently in the palm of his hand, revealing a wound on the pad of his index finger.

Lan Yue watched quietly, her eyes suddenly trembled, her cheeks slowly faded from blood, and she was as pale as paper in a trance.

I still remember that day she held the red umbrella and stubbornly covered the top of his head to block the rain—

But he also stubbornly held up the list and asked him to choose people.

Such a persistent and unwavering appearance was like a sharp knife stabbing him in the heart, and the list full of girls' names was so dazzling in the drizzle.

You can not care, you can pretend you can't see it, but why force me like this?

The runaway wind rippled in an instant with his out-of-control mood, and the damn list was shattered by a thousand knives under the shuttling wind, leaving only the scraps of paper that broke all over the sky-

But he accidentally injured her finger.

He remembered the way she looked at him.

The red umbrella fell, and the rain poured her through. She just stood like that, staring at him blankly, with no anger or stubbornness in her eyes, only sluggishness and grievance.

He had never done anything to her.

Even when Ellen was stripped of her clothes and dragged to the bath by her, she was hugged and strangled half to death when she fell asleep, and she had nothing to do all day long to put all kinds of little girl's gadgets on his head......

He had never been honest with her, let alone with her.

That day, he left in a hurry, leaving behind the phrase "whatever you want", pretending to be indifferent and indifferent. But only he knows how painful his heart hurts.

…… She was always thinking about getting away from him, and she couldn't stay by his side for a moment.

If it wasn't for Li Xiaoruo, she wouldn't have been willing to come to this dark valley, and now if it wasn't for Qianyu, how could she be willing to come back with him?

He was like an embarrassed deserter, throwing away his armor and leaving his life, leaving the valley bottom, far away from her, not looking and not thinking.

Whether deliberately or not, it was a fact that his wind cut her.

There is no return.

After waiting for so long and so long with that trace of bitter obsession, fate finally pushed him and her to an untouchable future.

The trembling eyelashes slowly drooped, hiding the pain in his eyes.

Lan Yue slowly closed her eyes, lowered her head and kissed the girl's flesh and blood blurred palm, and strands of loose black hair were blown up by the night wind......

"Satsuki ......"

The hand broke free, and Qianling rubbed up again in a daze and hugged his neck tightly.

"Satsuki...... It doesn't hurt ......," a hazy dream whispered to his ear, "I'm here...... Don't be afraid...... It doesn't hurt ......."

He gently hugged her, and a pair of black wings wrapped around her even tighter...... It seems that the thick twilight clothed in the moonlight finally merges the two into one.