The cold, hard snow buried her summer face, and her cheeks tingled. The nasal passages are also blocked, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Both were buried by the snow and fell into a slight coma. When Zhou Ziliang woke up, he found that they had been buried in the snow, unable to save themselves or ask for help.

Zhou Ziliang crawled to Xiaxia's side with all his strength and called her name, "Xia, can you hear me?"

Summer didn't answer, and Zhou Ziliang reached out to hold one of her hands with all his might. Summer had fallen into a slight coma, but Zhou Ziliang still sensitively felt that her hand held by her moved slightly.

In this remote uninhabited snow resort, there is no mobile phone, no distress equipment, even if he calls people, no one will hear, he knows that this is a test given to him by God, the biggest test of life and death.

He stubbornly spoke: "Whether you can hear it now or not, whether we have a chance to be rescued or not." I still have to tell you the truth, I lied to you, Zhou Ziyu didn't empathize, that little writer was hired by him to record the story between you. He wants to live well because he believes that you have a hard time and hopes to find you in person after the heart exchange surgery. ”

"I grew up in a situation where my family was unfair to us, and my greatest wish was to defeat Zhou Ziyu. But in order to make you hate him, to make you uncomfortable, to make you die for him, I lied......"

"I'll tell you the good news, he has found a match, and he may survive, with a good chance. ”

Summer opened her eyes slightly, watching time pass by minute and second, looking at the color of the sky, feeling the last trace of residual warmth in Zhou Ziliang's hands, the sky, snowflakes, sunshine, sudden disaster.

She could barely make a sound, but she still squeezed Zhou Ziliang's hand hard, wanting to tell him that she was still alive.

Zhou Ziliang was still struggling to speak: "But even if he succeeds in the operation, don't marry him, you won't live for too long." ”

After a while, he suddenly regretted it: "Forget it, you better go to him, he loves you so much, even if you lie to him, he won't blame you, I'm dead, except for him, who in this world will love you...... You are so annoying, if he dies, you can still inherit his inheritance and be a rich little widow. ”

Summer's heart was beating as if it had been greatly frightened, as if someone was beating a drum in her heart. His chest seemed to be shattered, and his breathing was very short, but his eyes couldn't stop dissipating, as if the last embers in a charcoal fire were about to be extinguished, and the blood was frozen little by little, and the amber coagulated.

"Summer, death or not death doesn't mean anything to me, tell me, do you want to live?"

She moved her lips, her breathing became more and more rapid, and she was buried in the quiet snow, her voice was very heavy with every breath, and after a moment she finally spoke with difficulty, "Live, you have done too many wrong things, you are not qualified to die like this, you must apologize to all the people you have hurt......"

Her voice was soft like a sigh.

His face was covered with snow, and the snow evaporated by the temperature of his cheeks turned into water, which slid down his handsome side face, and he said, "I'm sorry, I never wanted to hurt you." ”

Zhou Ziliang clenched her hand harder.

Summer's consciousness was chaotic, there were suddenly so many tears, her eyes flashed with bright light and mottled with tears broken, she pursed her lips, trying to stop her tears and not crying, but she cried silently.

Hate him, she should have hated him very much.

But she could better understand his suffering, the feeling that no matter what he did, it was useless. No matter how hard you try, you will be judged and feel useless.

From a young age, this feeling of powerlessness has been ingrained in my heart.

She understands his feelings, always has.

Zhou Ziliang ...... The damage you have caused me is not something that can be remedied by being sorry, so you must live well and spend the rest of your life to make up for me......"

He smiled lightly: "If I am willing to make up for you with death, if I can still live, can you still forgive me, forgive me, for all the harm I have caused you." ”

Zhou Ziliang let go of her hand, reached into the bag on his waist, and took out a Swiss Army knife from the bag. It was a birthday present given to him by the summer when he had his birthday, and he always took it with him.

"Summer, if I die, you can go back to be with Zhou Ziyu, except for me, the only person in this world who loves you is him. If we all get out of here alive, promise me and forgive me, okay?"

For the first time in his life, he spoke to her in such a begging tone, but he didn't expect it to be at this life-and-death juncture.

In fact, he didn't want the summer to continue for a long time, and he didn't dare to see her staying with Zhou Ziyu. He wanted to take back his fate, but he couldn't overcome his stubborn heart.

Summer cautiously turned her head to look at him, right in the face of the eyes he had been trying to look up into hers.

In those pair of black eyes, there is a burning love, a bone-crushing longing, a longing for forgiveness, and a trace of cautious humble overtures under the pride of painful punctures.

From the moment he understood that no matter how hard he tried, he never pleased anyone. Only be the most arrogant Zhou Ziliang, in this world, he can only be flattered by others, and he will never show favor to anyone again.

He hates to see Zhou Ziyu surrounded by everyone and cares about him, and he hates to see him look like he has everything but still has to look like he is alive and dead!

The indifference and fearlessness exuded from him were something he desperately wanted to get close to.

Why is it that he is also a child of the Zhou family, he can choose his favorite life and get everyone's love and support. And he can only live under his light and shadow, everything is under control, and there is no room for resistance.

The only thing he had was Xia alone, but this person told her that she, like everyone else, hated him, but she was moved by Zhou Ziyu.

From the moment he witnessed the whole process of An Xuan's death, he knew that from now on, no matter how much he poured out his heart and lungs to her, he would not be able to exchange her sincerity.

Xia trembled and spoke: "You don't need to apologize to me, the person you are really sorry for is not me, but your brother Zhou Ziyu." ”

He turned a deaf ear: "If you don't answer, I'll take you as an agreement." ”

Zhou Ziyu opened the Swiss Army knife and forcefully sliced through the thick ski equipment, revealing the entire left arm.

The saber slashed from his arm to the palm of his hand, the long wound, the blood bursting out of the arteries, staining the snow beneath him red, he crawled forward, making the area red, and before his strength was exhausted, he crawled back to Summer, who had fallen into a slight coma.

Summer gasped for breath, she couldn't control her body getting colder and colder, her breathing became weaker and weaker, and her voice trembled with restraint: "Zhou Ziliang, don't ...... like this"

She couldn't hold back her hot tears from falling out: "You don't need to do this. ”

Zhou Ziliang turned his head to look at her: "I owe you, I will pay you back with my life." ”

Summer's heart is once again uncontrollably surging.

She didn't know why she was like this, he had done too many wrong things. Obviously he should hate him to the bone, why just doing this one thing made her tremble, made her afraid, and made her unbearable.

She restrained herself from crying anymore, and there was a strong panic that spread throughout her body: "You can't die, you haven't apologized to Zhou Ziyu, you haven't apologized to An Xuan, you should be like me, you can't live and die, you can't ......"

The heart is getting colder and colder, as if it has been placed in a vacuum that has been drained of oxygen. The vision became more and more blurred, and Zhou Ziliang turned his face sideways, trying to take another look at the summer.

"When I was alive, neither family nor love could compete for a sick seedling. Then I'm dead, and no one can fight a dead man, right?"

His hand loosened for a moment: "Summer, you have to live, you have to remember me, remember that I died for you, who will remember my existence except you, even you, will only remember my bad ...... to you"

"It's okay, remember me, remember my bad, as long as you can remember me, live......"

His last sigh was soft.

Immediately, he didn't make a sound at all, and the hand that had been holding her gradually let go.

Summer knew he couldn't speak, and the long wound on his arm burst out with lots and lots of blood. It stained the snow under them and far away, turning it into a bright red, and Zhou Ziliang's face was bloodless, and even the only skin on his hands was as cold as snow.

Summer's heart throbbed slightly, and a pinprick-like sting pain pierced her heart.

Tears wet her little face, she instinctively stretched out her hand to explore Zhou Ziliang's hand, and held his cold hand into her palm.

In the last moments she was awake in the snow, she fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss...... Or Zhou Ziliang, who died coldly. The whole world was covered in silver, cold and depressed, and the mountains and fields were dazzling and silvery, so that the sky lost its blood-colored face.

Before she completely lost consciousness, she looked at the sky weakly, inexplicably remembering what he said when she met Zhou Ziliang before.

Under the bridge of the Sichuan-Tibet Highway in Sichuan, she complained about An Qiao, and at that time Zhou Ziliang said: "Maybe compared with you, I am indeed a very affectionate person." But summer, as you said, there are gains and losses, and you can never understand my feelings. ”

She once thought that she would never understand Zhou Ziliang's desperate mood in the past, but now she did.

She remembered that after losing An Xuan again, she cried and questioned him, Zhou Ziliang had a moment of looseness.

He told her, "Listen well in the summer, I will bury your brother." I don't need you to continue to get close to Zhou Ziyu, you are obedient, I will send you and your mother away, I will try to give you whatever you want. ”

They were all lonely and pitiful people, and when she remembered everything in the past, a trace of pity suddenly rose in her heart. But that emotion was fleeting, and if she had obediently obeyed his words and left that time, maybe everything would have been different. And between him and her, the only possible opportunity was missed like that.