Snow is falling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound was soft, like fluttering snowflakes falling from the depths of the sky.

Burned into the chest.

So unreal.

He looked down at her, his eyes were a little dazed, like a lost little fox on the snow, and suddenly saw the aurora.

The long hair scattered like black forged hung on the snow-white bed, and the sunset glow kissed the young man's bare upper body, outlining the white and tight outline.

Thin and fragile.

"Satsuki?"

Qianling squatted at the head of the bed, wrapping his hands in his slightly cool hands.

Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, he didn't agree or refuse, just sat there and looked at her, and his clear eyes were as incomprehensible as ever......

"Forget it, change the dressing first. ”

She looked at his thin body naked in the cold wind, frowned, got up and walked to the window, closed the wooden window tightly, and tightened the white veil of the window.

The wind and frost were cut off, and the light of the treehouse dimmed.

The hand that wrapped his hands loosened, and the warmth faded from his palms.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he seemed to have just reacted, slowly raising his head to look at her, his black hair flowing down his white back like a long waterfall, and a bunch of strands scattered on the white bed.

Qianling closed the window, returned to the bed, pulled the thick quilt and wrapped it around his bare back and waist, wrapped it tightly, only revealing the wound on his chest that needed to be changed.

He obediently let her fiddle, his quiet gaze always fixed on her face, and his blood-dull eyes were full of light.

Qianling half-knelt on the edge of the bed, leaned over, and reached out to gently pluck the black hair that fell from the young man's chest, revealing the gauze bandaged wound.

Stains of blood oozing from under the white gauze were particularly glaring.

"Satsuki, I removed the gauze...... It may hurt a little, you bear with it. She looked at his pale and frail face and frowned slightly.

He looked at the worry in her eyes and nodded.

The forest is quiet, and the snow swirls and flutters, reflecting a hazy light and shadow through the plain white curtains.

The dismantled white gauze was placed in a tray aside, stained with blood.

Lan Yue sat on the bed, her long black hair hanging down on the bed, her bare shoulders, waist and abdomen and back covered in a thick futon, and the white gauze bandaged on her chest had been removed, clearly revealing the knife wound in her heart.

The deep, narrow bloody wound, located in the heart below the collarbone, shows the traces of the penetration of the short knife.

He sat there, his black hair scattered and wrapped in a white futon. The bare chest, the slender collarbone is undoubtedly exposed, the white and flawless skin is as clear as ice and snow cream, and the blood-red knife edge is deeply torn on it, abrupt and dazzling.

A faint smell of blood pervaded.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he slowly tried to touch the bloody mouth, but he paused again.

Qianling stared blankly at the shocking knife wound in his heart, his eyes trembled fiercely, his lips trembled before he made a sound, and tears had burst out of his eyes.

The knife was thrust so deeply, still in the chest, in case it stabbed the heart......

"I'm sorry......" choked in a hoarse voice.

She almost killed him.

"I'm sorry. Trembling lips, muttering repeatedly.

Galandelle's successive battles had not yet threatened him, but he had almost died at her hands.

Large drops of tears rolled down her cheeks, slid over the tip of her nose, and soaked into the corners of her lips, salty and bitter.

She knelt on the edge of the bed, and gradually drooped her head and cried, hot tears sliding down one after another, soaking the bedding.

"It doesn't hurt. ”

A hand gently stroked her cheek and wiped away warm tears.

Qianling paused, slowly raised her head, and looked into those clear eyes.

He sat there, his pale and feeble cheeks glinted with a faint glow. Her black hair was scattered, and her blood-colored eyes stared at her deeply, revealing a bright silver color.

"Don't lie to me......"

The sight touched the deep knife wound on his chest, Qianling's eyes trembled, her nose was sour and she began to cry again, and big tears rolled down her chin:

"How can it not hurt...... How can such a deep wound not hurt...... Woo woo, sorry...... I'm sorry Satsuki ......"

"I didn't mean to...... I must have had a short circuit in my brain to point a knife at you, woo-woo-woo......"

If she could do it all over again, she would rather kill herself than turn the blade at him.

But there is no regret medicine in this world.

Lan Yue looked at her cheeks that were crying messily, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes, and she was at a loss:

"I know. ”

Whenever she touches her tears, her heart will become heavy, all the way to the deepest part of the heart lake.

The pain of choking.

At that time, I was just too angry, angry that she was protecting in front of others, and facing him with a knife; I was just too sad, sad that she came to him for someone else; I was just too scared, afraid that my concern and concern would be fake, and in the end everything would be false.

After being angry, he still chose to believe. It's like instinct, innate and stuffed in the bone marrow, which can't be removed.

Qianling looked at the struggle and trust in his eyes, his nose was sore, and warm tears rolled down one after another, and they were gently wiped away by that slightly cool hand again and again.

"Ah...... By the way, change the dressing, I forgot!"

The tears hanging from his chin paused and dripped down.

Feeling the slight coldness of his fingers, she reacted, shook his hand and rubbed it gently, tugged it into the quilt on the side and tucked it tightly, and reached out to carefully wrap the futon on his body, as if she was afraid that he would catch a cold.

He watched as she wrapped several layers of quilts around him, and a face still had tears on it, but he was so nervous that he forgot to cry.

Suddenly, my heart became soft, so soft that it was about to melt.

The snow is fluttering at dusk, and the forest is covered with a thin layer of snow, and it is silent.

Qianling held back her tears to change the medicine for his injury, took out a set of clean pajamas from the closet and changed it for him, helped him lie down, and covered the futon.

At this time, he was dressed and changed into medicine, lying quietly in the futon, his long hair scattered between the white pillows, his cheeks were still pale and weak, but there was a little more brilliance in his blood-colored eyes.

"It's good to be obedient like this earlier. ”

Qianling squatted down at the head of the bed, sighing and tucking his futon.

Saved her from losing her temper and ripping off his clothes.

He lay on the pillow and looked at her, without speaking, and his side face was faintly lit.

"That inexplicable guy Lan Feng removed all the doctors and maids...... Xiaoyue, I can only guard you tonight. ”

She lay on the head of the bed, holding her chin and looking at him, her eyes clear:

"I'm right outside the door, you can call me if there's something, okay?"

He stared at her quietly, his clear eyes reflected in the hazy light, the blood fading, faintly revealing a bright silver.

She looked at the silver that appeared in his eyes, her heart suddenly softened, and she reached out and gently stroked his head:

"In the future, the physician's maid will change your dressing, and you will have to be so obedient, you know?"

As long as she knows that Xiaoyue is okay and healthy, she can rest assured wherever she is.

"Good Night ......"

Maybe it was because he saw Xiao Yue's most familiar silver eyes, and his heart suddenly became so soft that it seemed to be filled with marshmallows.

Qianling rubbed his head, closed her eyes and leaned towards his forehead as usual, the afterglow touched the white and beautiful face of the young man between the white pillows, the clear eyes that looked at her without blinking, suddenly stopped again, the whole person froze, and bounced back.

Satsuki is no longer the child she was the child she used to be......

She forgot again!

In this place, which is exactly the same as Elenis's home, she seems to have the illusion of returning to the life she lived a few months ago, forgetting that the person in front of her is already different, the age of a young man, and the identity of a noble king......

If you kiss this mouth, you will probably be shot in the head by Lan Feng? (To be continued.) )