Yun Xiao glanced at the little ferret that was hanging his head and tail and was being carried by Ah Zi in his hand, raised his head and whispered, "What about Senior Sister?" The man in Tsing Yi turned his head to look at the eaves hanging on the top of the wooden couch, and his voice was stunned. "Second Senior Sister Master Yan is taken care of by the master...... Master Uncle ......" The young man's voice was stagnant for some reason, and he suddenly said: "Senior sister must not be in the valley...... Otherwise, it shouldn't be ......"

"Yes, yes!" Ah Zi said while teasing the ferret: "When the emperor heard that the master had been found, he wanted to recruit the senior sister to the palace for interrogation, and he also asked the senior sister to escort the delicate and weak official back to the capital by the way......" Ah Zi seemed to remember something, and Huo Ran pursed his mouth and was angry. "If it weren't for the fact that you and Master were seriously injured at that time, and Senior Sister asked me to stay in the valley to take care of you, Ah Zi wouldn't have let Senior Sister go with that 'weak' dye!"

Seeing that the people on the edge of the couch sprinkled their grievances on the ferret, and kept pulling its fat and short ears, the young man in Tsing Yi smiled silently and said in a dumb voice: "Little senior sister, don't worry...... The master is seriously injured, and the senior sister will definitely remember it and will definitely rush back as much as possible. ”

"Hmm!" Ah Zi nodded heavily and grinned: "Yes, yes, we followed the stinky white wolf to find you at that time, don't worry about it, senior sister!"

Yun Xiao looked sideways: "Did you find me and my master?"

Ah Zi puffed out his cheeks and said, "No, we followed the stinky white wolf into the snow ridge before we could see you and Master, and the stinky white wolf suddenly blew up, spread its hooves and ran away......! Xiaoyunzi, don't keep it in the future...... Let it starve and thin into a dry wolf, and see if it cries!"

Yun Xiao was stunned when he heard this, and his heart was also unclear, and he was half powerless and half helpless when he heard Ah Zi's words, and he was speechless for a while.

The man in purple continued to himself: "Later, we saw the master, he has found you, and he is carrying the master to the outside of the snow ridge. ”

"It's the master who has found us......," the young man said softly.

"When the senior sister heard that the master's water power had been broken for another seven days, her face was frozen at that time...... Uncle Master said that the grass that can save the master is still on the way, and he is afraid that it will be too late, so he and the senior sister will take you and the master to the valley. Ah Zi recalled: "In those days, the senior sister's body was like frost, fierce and cold, until the senior uncle got the grass on the road, and the second senior sister sent the lava lamp to the master to continue her strength, and the senior sister looked at people without ice knives......

Although Yun Xiao did not see the situation at that time, he could imagine the danger and urgency during it, and his heart was shocked for a while, and suddenly for a while. "This nine deaths are a blessing for me and Master......"

Panicked, dazed, stunned.

Is it lucky?

After all, his mind was complicated, and the young man turned his eyes to look in the direction of the drinking bamboo house, and his eyes were empty and deep. "Master, she ......"

"Master, although she is seriously injured, she woke up earlier than Xiao Yunzi, that is, Shui Yu has fallen back to the fifth layer......" A Zi's little face also showed a rare melancholy, "In this way, every time the senior sister and the second senior sister think about it, they will definitely count the things that Ah Zi caused the master to retreat to the sixth layer......

When Yun Xiao heard this, he couldn't help but feel a slight warmth in his heart, gently swelling like pity, and soft as nostalgia. "Don't blame the little sister...... It was Yun Xiao's incompetence, and Master Lao came to the rescue in the cold winter and snow sunrise valley, so that he was seriously injured ......"

Ah Zi pursed her lips, shook her head and said, "No matter, in short, Xiao Yunzi and Master must get better soon! In this way, Senior Sister and Second Senior Sister will forget what Ah Zi had done before!"

The young man in Tsing Yi smiled when he heard this, and also nodded.

The sun shadow is slanting to the west, the green bamboo leaves are falling one after another, and the mountains are lush in the deep valley, quiet and deep as in the old years.

The young man looked at the familiar wooden window scene around him, and Huo Ran looked into the distance.

Think......

At that time, Master rushed out of the valley to save himself from the wolves.

He looked at her back, and she stood in front of him.

The snowflakes are scattered, and the world is pure white......

No thoughts, no expectations, no complications.

There is only pure snow feeling, and moving.

And that smallest, most satisfying happiness.

…… That person is his master, his elders, and his relatives.

He is her disciple, a descendant, and a relative.

That's all.

That's it.

That's it, that's it.

The young man suddenly closed his eyes, his chest swelled, and his heart suffocated and ached.

Myself, can I go back?

The thousands of emotions in his mind were as noisy and cold as the wind and cold snow, and his five fingers slowly curled up, pressing tightly on the door of his heart, which was beating like a madness.

Sadly and weakly, he laughed at himself, and his voice was hoarse, as if he were bound: Can't you go back?

There's no going back.

The leaves are drifting, the forest wind is wild, the sky is low and the sun is sinking.

……

The bamboo shadow in front of the wooden window on the upper support is swaying, and the sunny day in midwinter will rest, and the afterglow will be twilight.

In the depths of the valley, the clouds and shadows on the horizon are silently sprinkled in the bamboo fence courtyard.

The wind is blowing, the green bamboo is swaying, and the residence in the north of the frost courtyard is quiet and quiet after years of unchangeable.

The long hair was lightly tied, loosely scattered on the side of the neck and shoulders, and the man in the ink and moire sat on the side of the couch intently, with his wide sleeves lightly brushed on the women's brocade quilt on the couch.

The man looked at the person on the couch intently, his eyes fell on the white hair on her sideburns, and his heart couldn't help but hurt slightly.

"Little junior sister...... " The man muttered, picked up a strand of snow hair next to her pillow, and gently rubbed it in the palm of his hand. "You are like this, how can I bear ...... heart?"

A deep sigh spread throughout the room, the charcoal fire in the four corners danced gently, and the man in ink reached out and gently stroked the woman's head, gently caressing the ...... The eyes are as gentle as the moonlight.

"Senior brother......" The eyes of the person on the couch trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Little junior sister knows it's me?" Mo Ran smiled slightly, rubbing her fingers on her hair.

The woman was also a little in a trance, turned her head to look in the direction of the man, and nodded lightly for a long time: "...... The only one who will stroke my head like this is my senior brother. ”

The man's laugh lines deepened and he slowly helped the woman up from the couch. "What's wrong?"

The woman shook her head slightly.

Mo Ran stretched out his hand to comb the slightly messy sideburns in her ears, and said softly: "Sit and breathe for a moment first, and senior brother will serve the medicine." ”

The person on the couch bowed his head according to his words, leaning quietly on the couch, and his empty eyes "looked" at the figure that got up and left.

Although I can't see it, it's the same as it was back then.

"Senior brother......" Duanmu suddenly muttered subconsciously.

Mo Ran looked back when he heard the voice, the wide sleeves of his long coat rose and fell, and his voice was gentle and soft: "...... Little sister?"

The person on the couch was slightly stunned, and then looked at him for a long time, lowering his eyes slightly.

Mo Ran seemed to feel her heart move slightly, and turned back: "What's wrong?" As she spoke, her hand reached out and gently stroked the head of the woman on the couch.

The woman in white said suddenly: "I haven't heard my senior brother call like this for a long time, and it's only been a while...... It's like going back to when I was young. ”

The man's eyes darkened, and his voice was still gentle, like a long-brewing wine, softly scattered in the air. "However, in the past few years, the vicissitudes of the little sister's words are no longer inferior to those of the master. ”

The woman was stunned when she heard this: "It has been twelve years since the death of the master......"

Mo Ran looked at her: "Senior brother looked at you as the Qingyun Sect Master for twelve years. ”

Duanmu turned his eyes to look in the direction of the man, and unconsciously murmured softly: "Senior brother and senior sister and junior brother have left Guiyun Valley...... It's been twelve years. ”

The man's hand rubbing her hair became lighter and lighter: "Although you were indifferent when you were young, you still have a little bit of rest in front of us and Master...... Now ......" Mo Ran withdrew his hand and looked at her deeply, not knowing whether to sigh or mourn. "Now you have peace in your heart, and you can't see your senior brother or yourself. ”

Duanmu was stunned when he heard this, and was slightly stunned.

But there was some instinctive sadness in my heart: "Senior brother......"

Mo Ran said softly: "Those disciples of the little junior sister are all good children...... Always on your mind. Senior nephew Su Wan had come earlier, and Senior nephew Yan Yunxiao had already woken up. ”

There was inadvertently warm on her face, and the woman's eyes were also soft: "...... Just wake up. ”

Mo Ran said again: "He and Ah Zi's girl, you accepted it after you said goodbye to me in Luoyang after you were poisoned by the frost night cold flower poison?"

Duanmu was stunned when he heard this: "Senior brother, I blame ...... back then"

"When you knew that I could not cure you, you left silently, just as you have been injured or sick all these years, and you have never asked me for advice. Mo Ran's voice was silent. "The disciples of the Cloud Gate are not allowed to stay in the valley after leaving the valley, and I can't go back......; It's just passing by, and it's just passing by. ”

Duanmu twitched his lips, but was speechless.

The sparse bamboo shadow is projected outside the window, falling on the bluestone in the house, silent and quiet.

"This time, if it weren't for the green leaves that Su Wan came to me...... Whether you live or die, I don't know yet......"

"Senior brother. Duanmu suddenly raised his voice slightly and lowered his head slightly: "It's my fault...... Let the senior brother worry......"

Mo Ran raised his eyes and looked at the window into the distance, and after a long time, Fang said: "I haven't let go of the little junior sister who was carried back to the valley by me back then...... But you have grown up, can you give up your brother?"

Duanmu's heart was suffocated, Huo Ran's eyes trembled, and his voice was slight: "Senior brother......"

Mo Ran sighed, walked out slowly, and did not say anything more.