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The frozen body slowly regained its temperature, and the frenzied cold wind screamed and crashed, and it was cut off.

The slender black membrane wings stretched out from behind the boy, like a smooth sail around the girl's body, insulating herself from the wind and frost.

The black hair was scattered, Lan Yue knelt on the snow, her hands around the girl in her arms, and the black wings surrounded her, guarding her.

Qianling's whole body was cold in his arms, and gradually regained some warmth, and she struggled a few times to get him up, but her body was still cold and stiff and couldn't move.

The long hair was lifted by the cold wind, and the hair strands flew in a mess, dyed with mottled frost and snow.

He knelt there, his head bowed and hugged her tightly. The thin and thin body was only wearing the white pajamas, and it was crumbling in the cold wind, but it was motionless like the most solid and stable fortress.

"Satsuki ......"

She looked at his pale face, her heart trembled fiercely, she couldn't care about anything anymore, she reached out and carefully wrapped it around his back, her frozen and limp legs struggled a little bit, and she staggered and hugged him to stand up.

"Uh-huh......"

Lan Yue frowned, her body was a little unstable, and she couldn't lean on her, and the black wings that covered her body slowly retracted behind her back, sprinkling a few bits of snow.

Feeling the cold body of the person in her arms, Qianling anxiously hugged him tightly, and couldn't help stroking his cold back to increase the slight heat, so anxious that tears broke out:

"Fool Satsuki...... What are you doing when you run out of a sick number, you have said that you should sleep well......"

She was already injured, and she ran to the cold place outside the tree house to warm her with her body temperature......

Qianling bit her lip and her eyes reddened, carefully avoiding the wound and hugging him tightly, trying to warm him with her body heat.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, Lan Yue leaned powerlessly on her shoulder, her face was pale and her whole body was cold, so weak that she couldn't speak.

Frost and snow are flying.

Step by step, the two of them moved into the treehouse, the door closed, and the wind and frost cut off.

Qianling breathed a sigh of relief, but she still didn't dare to relax, dragging her stiff and weak legs to move to the bed step by step, carefully carrying the weak person in her arms to the bed, pulling the futon to cover and tighten it.

"Whew, it's finally ......"

As soon as her legs went limp, she sat down on the edge of the bed with a sigh of relief.

I miss the old little moon so much......

It's light and small, and it's not hard to hold it at all.

The long hair, stained with scattered snow, spread out between the pillows.

Lan Yue was lying in the futon, her brows furrowed slightly, and the ruddy flush on her cheeks that had finally eased was powerless to collapse, pale and fragile like a plain snowflake that would be torn apart by the wind at any time.

The hand gently caressed his pale face, and she sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes red:

"I'm sorry, Satsuki ......"

originally wanted to stay and take good care of him, but he turned out to take care of her in turn......

Maybe it's really as Lan Feng said,

She shouldn't have stayed here.

"You ......"

"Do you want to freeze to death?"

The weak voice revealed a hint of anger and reproach.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lay on the white pillow, looking at her with blood-colored eyes, and pursing his thin lips on his pale and weak face.

Qianling sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him weak and still having the strength to ask her, stunned for a moment.

Half a day.

"I thought you didn't want to see me......" The voice was low, a little frustrated.

She sat on the edge of the bed with her head drooping, her chestnut hair scattered over her shoulders and covered with snow.

Lan Yue lay on the pillow, looked at her depressed face, and frowned: "Why ......?"

Qianling sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, did not speak, and silently reached out to tuck the futon.

He looked at her face that was obviously holding back his thoughts, paused, and his eyelashes drooped:

"What did Lan Feng tell you?"

Qianling was stunned for a moment, looked at him in astonishment, and hurriedly waved her hand:

"Didn't say anything!"

“……”

He looked at her suddenly excited and obviously didn't admit herself, helpless and clear.

Lan Feng, that guy......

It seems to be more talkative again.

"Don't go out again. "The voice was soft, a little tired.

A hand reached out from the futon and gently held her.

"Hmm......" Qianling hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

I thought there should be no problem with a cotton blanket, but I didn't expect it......

If she hadn't been discovered by Xiao Yue, it is estimated that she would have frozen to death outside by this time.

"Xiao Yue," Qianling looked around the treehouse, and finally her gaze fell on the ground next to the bed, "I'll sleep here, you are thirsty and hungry, call me at any time." ”

He watched her quickly unwrap her shoulder, took out a cotton blanket and spread it on the ground, sat down at the bedside like a faithful vigil puppy, and paused:

"It's going to be cold. ”

Qianling looked back at him, and then looked at the wardrobe on the side: "But there are not many quilts here...... I'm going to just put on a little bit of fine, it's a big deal to put on another dress......"

"Come here. The voice was soft and interrupted her.

Qianling looked at him, blinked, and before she could react, she suddenly froze when she watched the movements of his hands.

The window screen is hazy, and the snow shadow outside the window is blurred.

Lan Yue was lying in the white futon, like a waterfall with black hair scattered among the pillows, her clear eyes looked at her, and slowly lifted the bedding at the head of the bed to a corner:

"Come here. The voice was soft, and it was repeated again.

Qianling lay on the head of the bed, staring at him blankly, her face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and she hurriedly reached out in a panic and pressed down the corner of the quilt that was lifted, as if she was afraid that the cold would invade from there:

"Do you want to catch a cold? Don't take off the quilt!"

He looked at her flushed face, dodgy eyes, and paused:

"Ling...... I don't mean anything else. You get sick if you sleep there. ”

Qianling looked at his clear eyes, and then looked at the ground covered with cotton blankets at the head of the bed:

"I ......"

"You've never let me sleep on the floor before. "The voice is very soft.

She was stunned and looked at him slowly.

The line of sight is opposite.

As the night deepened, the snow fluttered outside the window, and the hazy curtains flickered around the bed, revealing a faint light and shadow.

The treehouse was silent.

The two stared quietly, one sleeping on the bed and the other standing in front of the bed.

Half a day.

"It's different, you were a kid at the time......"

"I was never a child. ”

“……”

Suddenly, there was silence again.

Qianling stood in front of the bed, bit her lip, and pulled her fingers again, and suddenly a cold air came from from which corner, her skirt fluttered, and she shivered.

"But...... I—I'm afraid I'm going to run into your hurt......" she shuddered and struggled lowly.

The long hair was scattered, and Lan Yue lay between the pillows, her side face gilded with a soft light. Clear eyes stared at her quietly, and her white fingers slowly lifted the bedding again.

Like wordless inclusion.

Qianling stood there, staring at him blankly, the familiar silhouette of the hazy white snow, and the clear eyes that were not stained with dirt......

Just like in memory.

Moon.

Yes, he's Satsuki......

It's none other than Satsuki.

After thinking about it like this, my heart suddenly softened steadily.

Qianling bit her lip, her cheeks were a little hot, and she honestly crawled through the gap in the open bedding. (To be continued.) )