The snow-capped mountains are boundless, and the oncoming wind carries the snow particles, blowing the tear-stained face painfully.

Qianling walked forward in the heavy snow, stepping out of a deep pit in the snow with each step, holding the festival mask in her hand, walking staggeringly, like a ghost who had lost her soul. Qingxue Jing stretched out her hand to help her several times, but she stubbornly pushed him away, and continued to walk forward by herself, falling down several times, and getting up again, stained like a snowman.

I don't know how long I walked, but the steaming crater in the distance appeared in the field of vision, and the aurora sky lock that broke and collapsed between the mountains was very conspicuous.

"It's finally back to the original time......

Qingxue Mirror breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the wreckage of the Aurora Sky Lock, which was mostly buried by thick snow, and the golden broken hair was blowing in the wind and frost:

"Looking at the depth of the snow, it's probably only been a few days. It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, Xiaoling, let's go back to our lives directly, the moon god should have already gone back......"

But she just walked forward desperately, her steps getting faster and faster, and she simply started running behind, panting for breath, and her empty eyes searched back and forth between the empty sky and the earth......

It wasn't until she saw the slope where she had disappeared that she stopped, and stood still, gasping for air in the bitter frost wind.

Qingxue looked at her line of sight and was stunned.

There was a man on the slope, a man covered in pure white from head to toe with hoarfrost...... Snowman.

Sensing something, the snowman slowly stood up, his face covered with a layer of ice, his red eyes were bewitching, and the frost wind blew away the thick snow in his hair, revealing the black hair that fluttered and fluttered.

Qianling's tears burst out of her eyes in an instant, panting and running desperately towards him-

The breeze in front of her lifted the frost and snow, the snow stains were sprinkled, and the young man in the black robe had dropped to the ground on tiptoe in front of her, and the long hair that was as black as a waterfall had faded away from the frost and snow, and the wind was blowing wantonly.

She stared at him blankly, her fingertips trembling, the mask pinched between her fingers also shaking, trembling everywhere on her body, and suddenly she didn't dare to take another step.

His long hair flicked, and he stared at her deeply, his eyes falling on the mask in her hand, and his eyes twitched slightly.

The sky and the earth are empty, the frost and snow are flying, and the whole world is silent.

The two stood opposite each other, but neither stepped forward.

Until the heart-rending cry broke out, the mask fell to the snow, and the girl pounced on it and hugged the boy tightly, tightly, and the cry in her throat resounded through the world.

Behind him, the long, wide membranous wings shielded him from the frost and snow, and hugged her tightly, but his breathing became difficult and tight, and he panicked at the almost mournful cry of the man in his arms.

"My name is...... Qianling ...... It's Qianling......"

She trembled and hugged him tightly, crying and hiccups, her cheeks against his long hair kept rubbing, and her trembling hands desperately wiped the snow from his head and back:

"I want to tell you, I've always wanted to tell you...... I want to take off the mask, I want to show you my face, I want to tell you my name out loud, I want to accompany you forever......"

"I love you...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the month...... I'm sorry...... I love you......"

She said nonsense, and hot tears fell in big drops, melting the snow in his hair, and every sentence was bloody.

I don't know if it's for him in front of him, or for the time and space of three hundred years ago...... The boy who died before her eyes.

The hand was gently held, the temperature of his palm, the temperature of his arms, the temperature of his wings wrapped around her body......

The familiarity is so warm that it makes people shiver.

The slender and white fingers lightly supported her cheeks, Qianling stared blankly at the snow in the world in front of her, the young man lowered his head lightly with his eyelashes, and gently held her lips, and the beautiful and delicate outline was the repeated appearance in her dreams.

The hoarse voice was very light and light, like snowflakes drifting into the distance in the wind.

"I know. ”

He said, "I know."

She was stunned, her eyelashes were still hanging with tears, and she watched him kiss away her tears gently, and then her forehead touched, and the young man's red eyes were affectionate.

"You...... You know?"

He fanned his eyelashes, then lifted them again, staring deeply at her.

"When...... You know?" Tears rolled down her cheeks, and Qianling waited for him to answer, almost holding her breath.

Slender fingers rubbed the girl's soft hair and wiped away the frost.

Strands of black hair curled in front of his eyes, his eyes were sprinkled with broken eyelashes, and his eyes were gentle and longing:

"From waking up in a treehouse...... The first time I saw your eyes and wings, I knew ......"

You're the one I've been waiting for.

Qianling choked up, hot tears fell from her eyes one after another, and her trembling hand slowly stroked his cheek, rubbing it gently, and she couldn't cry.

You're me, too......

Always love the people who wait.

Frost and snow fly diagonally.

Qingxue stood in the distance, her hair was dyed frost white, and she slowly turned away, no longer looking at the two people who hugged each other tightly. Let the boundless barrenness and bitterness spread in his heart, drowning him completely......

After the Aurora Sky Lock was broken, the three of them who had spent a long time in the past returned again, but the actual time was only a few days later.

In the short few days, while the Demon Clan secretly launched a search for the whereabouts of the three of them, the other side had sent the Giant Horn Demon Team to retrieve the Demon Clan who were suffering in the sea of hellfire through the open molten path.

The other people who were restless and waiting at the bottom of the valley of forgetfulness have experienced a long sigh of relief after waiting for news and confirming their whereabouts, and recently fell into a new anxious dilemma.

Qian Yu was by the door, her short soft chestnut hair hanging down her cheeks, revealing a pair of worried eyes, the corners of her lips pursed slightly, staring in the direction of the door without blinking.

"Xiao Yu. ”

When the call came, he turned his head and saw Qing Xuejing in a white robe walking slowly, with a faint smile on his fair and handsome face:

"What are you doing here?"

He raised his head, still listless, fanned his eyelashes and lowered his eyelids:

"Brother Mirror...... What the hell is wrong with my sister? It's been a few days since I've been back, and she hasn't paid any attention to me, and Xiao Yu has no response to her calling, and she has locked herself in the house all day and can't come out......"

His eyes flickered slightly, and he was terrified:

"What the hell happened in the snowy mountains?Why did my sister do this, she would never do this to Xiao Yu before...... Is something wrong?"

Qingxue Mirror slowly raised his hand and stroked the young man's soft hair, and his lips curled:

"It's okay, don't be cranky. Your sister hasn't been in a good mood lately, let's not bother her, and when she recovers, she will definitely explain it to you. After all, Xiao Yu is her most important and beloved brother. ”

Qian Yu looked at him, his tight lips slowly loosened, nodded slowly, and showed a bright smile to him:

"Xiao Yu knows, thank you, Brother Jing. ”

Qingxue Jing rubbed his fluffy head again, returned a gentle smile, raised his eyes to look at the closed door behind him, but the smile on his lips slowly dissipated, and his eyelashes fell down, covering the trace of loss and gloom that could not be dissolved under his eyes.