"This week's outbreak is early, and it will be changed to Saturday, and it will be today, and the specific chapters will be discussed when I finish writing."

321 The classical buildings of the Edo period are scattered, and Yang Chen traces his figure through two narrow alleys, and in front of him is a garden surrounded by walls.

Because it was winter, most of the plants and trees had withered, the red and yellow leaves had withered on the tiles and stone slabs that had gone through the vicissitudes of time, and some branches were peeking out on the mottled courtyard walls.

A few old, unkempt and round podocarpus trees are evergreen in the courtyard, carefully pruned to make them look like the only verdant greenery in winter.

On the bluestone path in front of the courtyard, there are no other tourists, but I don't know if this is a non-scenic area, or if there happens to be no one.

What made Yang Chen's heart surging was that he didn't lose it this time!

I saw the figure with the aqua blue skirt, pushed open a wooden door in the courtyard, and quietly walked in.

Yang Chen followed closely to the door, the iron bars on this wooden door that I don't know how many years old have been stained with rust, but the heavy texture and the dark wood make people feel the solemnity of an aristocratic ancient house.

When he realized that the person he wanted to see might be inside, a few steps away, Yang Chen suddenly hesitated.

Footsteps stopped at the door, Yang Chen's two hands clenched into fists fiercely, took a deep breath, and then slowly pushed the door open.

What catches your eye is an artificial rockery in the courtyard and gurgling water, which should not freeze in all seasons and trickle into a small pool. The pond is surrounded by dense but long-pruned plants nestled around old houses.

The beautiful and atmospheric design can feel the majesty of the shogun in ancient times in the quietness.

But all this was no longer attractive in Yang Chen's eyes, because Yang Chen's gaze, from the moment he entered the door, had been locked in the aisle in front of the mansion opposite.

The corners of the skirt are flying, a pair of snowy barefoot looming, curling like a cold plum, and a green silk brushing the face in the cold wind, as cold and quiet as ever.

In her eyes, there was still no wave.

The long-lost face, the long-lost posture, and the long-lost breath made Yang Chen stand in place for a while, and his brain was blank.

Immediately afterwards, too many complicated pictures, like the turbulent waves, instantly made Yang Chen fall into the past......

……

In the ice and snow, pines and cypresses are buried in snowdrifts all year round, and the gloomy sky is sprinkled with goose feathers and snow.

The young man in a strong suit was holding an arm that kept gushing out Yin Hong's blood, leaning on the side of a towering tree, and the snow in front of his heels had been stained red with blood.

The young man's lips were pale, his face was pale, and only a fierce and sharp momentum condensed in his eyes, but the excessive blood loss and the extreme cold temperature, coupled with the exhaustion of three days of fighting, finally could not support it anymore.

The endless snow forest can occasionally be heard with the howl of a snow wolf.

At this time, more than a dozen soldiers wearing snow-colored cloaks and armed with heavy firearms drove two armored vehicles that had been carried over the mountains and stopped on a small high slope not far away.

The boy knows that this is one of the enemies who encircle and suppress himself and others, the snow fox special forces secretly trained in Northern Europe, who fight in the snow forest and snow mountains all year round, and they are better at fighting in the snow than anyone else.

The "Snow Fox" jumped out of the armored vehicle in an orderly manner, loaded its guns, and began a carpet search in the jungle with a swift but incomparably complex running style.

The boy exhaled a breath of white mist, and the scarlet in his eyes reappeared.

This was the fifteenth wave of enemies he had encountered, and the previous fourteen waves of enemies were all killed by him alone, but he finally suffered a lot of injuries.

After special treatment, the wound of the opponent's bullet is difficult to heal quickly, and even the scab is extremely difficult, and the blood continues to flow out, which also means that the physical strength is constantly flowing and the vitality is gradually lost......

But, he doesn't want to die yet!

In the sleeve of the young man's coat, a long blade of Senhan slipped into the palm of his hand, and he only had this weapon in his hand!

At this moment, a snow fox soldier who was closest to him not far away suddenly snorted!

The soldier's neck was cut open by a sharp weapon, blood splattered, and he fell into the snow with a bang!

From behind him, a slender girl appeared, the girl was wrapped in tight snow camouflage clothes, only a long black hair, which looked so dazzling in the snow!

Without waiting for the other snow fox troops to attack the girl, the girl had already borrowed the surrounding trees, and lightning continued to surround her.

Appearing from time to time, the short blade in his hand can always take away a brilliant blood flower from the throat of a soldier, as charming but deadly as a dance of death!

When a small group of snow foxes were all wiped out by the girl, the girl walked in front of the boy, without saying a word, regardless of the boy's meaning, pulled the boy's hands over, bent down herself, and lifted the boy on her back.

"Aren't you leaving, why are you coming back......" The young man's arm was still bleeding, slowly soaking on the girl's chest.

The girl ran quickly, but did not breathe, and replied in a cold voice without emotion, "Come back to save you." ”

"This time I'm in charge of the broken queen, the task is like this, you don't have to save me."

"You saved me in the rainforest, and I will pay you back," the girl said.

The corners of the young man's mouth rose slightly, "You let me use it to vent, I let you live, that's the deal." ”

"Yes, that's a fair deal, but I owe you something......"

"What?"

"You told me that I can still trust others, at least I can trust you......"

The girl's voice was faint, as cold as ever, in the snowfield, like flying flakes scattered in the wind.

……

Midsummer night.

The traffic lanes are clogged and the lights are noisy, making every pedestrian seem impetuous.

On the roof of a five-story building, a young man has a shoddy tobacco in the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are misty looking at the smoky street, where there are people fighting, there are chengguan driving hawkers, and people who crash into cars are quarreling, all kinds of things, as if it were another world.

The boy had just learned to smoke for a short time, but he quickly liked the sensation, and the hot gas poured into his lungs, allowing him to wake up his brain for a short time and feel his presence.

Suddenly, a ghostly figure floated down to the rooftop and slowly walked towards the boy.

The young man turned around and looked at the girl in a water-blue dress, with green silk flying, the delicate face that had matured a lot, but it was like a lifeless puppet.

"Have you seen your mother?" the boy asked with a smile.

"I see," the girl replied lightly.

"Ah, after searching for so long, you have finally found it", the young man asked curiously, "Did you tell you your real name?

Seventeen's eyes showed no mood fluctuations, and he looked at the dim sky in the distance, and said, "I don't have a name, and besides, I killed her." ”

"Who?"

"The woman who gave birth to me. Seventeen said.

The boy coughed violently a few times, and Guy choked on this, and asked a little puzzled, "You finally found your mother, how did you kill her!?"

Seventeen replied quietly, "She's a prostitute, and she was in business when I found her." I asked her who my father was, and she said she picked up so many guests every day that she couldn't remember. She said that because someone liked to spend a lot of money to play with pregnant women, she kept me. But she didn't have enough money to spend, so she didn't ask me for me, and just threw me on the side of the road, so she didn't choose a name.

She asked me if I had any money, I said no, she said if she wanted to do that kind of business with her, she was old and wanted me to make money to support her......"

The boy dusted off his cigarette ash and was silent for a while, "Don't you feel rushed?"

"It's more appropriate for her to live like this, or to die, at least she doesn't have to worry about money, she doesn't have to worry about getting old, she should be happier than living...... You know, I kill people, there will be no pain", after Seventeen finished speaking, he turned around and snatched the half-burned cigarette butt from the young man's hand, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, "I tell you, Thirteen, don't smoke this kind of thing in front of me, I hate to see you like this!"

After speaking, the girl turned to leave, but the moment she turned around, a trace of crystal fell down.

Seeing the ghostly figure dissipate into the night sky, Thirteen tilted his head and smiled, then took out a cigarette from his coat pocket and lit it.

"Silly girl, you'll hate it, it's better than no emotion......"