He stopped, and then stood silently like a god.

His figure is lonely and cold, and his motionlessness is even more unapproachable.

Meng Shu unconsciously held his breath at that moment.

He turned out to be nervous, after finding out that he was nervous, Meng Shu felt a little unhappy, he felt that he should not be so cowardly, so he lost his calm.

Calm down, that's what their father taught them.

My father said that in times of crisis, don't forget to calm down.

Sometimes, panic is a foreshadowing of one's own death.

But just now he was obviously a little panicked, and Meng Shu felt that he was too much of a failure.

The ice path in front of him came to an abrupt end as the man stopped, only to stop there, to a halt in front of him, maintaining an appearance of extending forward.

At that moment, Meng Shu suddenly imagined that the ice path that stopped and extended was the cliff he had seen before, and this person at this time was like the Ice Wolf King howling at the moon on the cliff.

Or maybe he's even more terrifying than the Icewolf King.

And the Icewolf presumably he was silent, however, as Father had said, most of the most dangerous things in the world were silent. Silent night, silent swamp, silent lurker......

Sometimes, restrained silence is often more terrifying than flamboyant catharsis.

It hits the nail on the head and doesn't give everyone a chance to reflect and fight back.

Meng Shu felt that the person in front of him was like this, or, there was also - Liu Zhi.

Thinking of Liu Zhi, Meng Shu always thinks of his unfathomable eyes at the first moment.

Those eyes will always be like the treacherous sea, sometimes there are wind and waves, but most of the time they are calm.

However, it is the most calm and the most difficult to fathom.

A bitter cold wind swept across Meng Shu's cheeks, leaving a slight tingling.

Meng Shu couldn't tell whether it was pain or cold.

The raging cold wind couldn't help but think about it, and his eyes were once again focused on the person standing in front of him.

Then, slowly, the man turned his head.

Again, Meng Shu involuntarily held his breath.

He's about to turn around!

Meng Shu saw that the face slowly appeared in his sight.

It was a strange face, except for ...... Except that those blue eyes are very familiar.

He's not Liu Zhi.

At this time, Meng Shu realized that he had actually been associated with Liu Zhi all along.

It was not so much that she was curious, but because he thought he was a willow burner, so she wanted to find out if he was a willow burner.

However, the result was expected and unexpected to him.

In fact, he himself couldn't figure out whether he hoped that person was Liu Zhi or not.

He couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind. On the one hand, he seems to want that person to be Liu Zhi, and on the other hand, he doesn't want it to be Liu Zhi. Two minds contradict each other in their own hearts.

At this moment, Meng Shu looked at that person blankly, and that person was also looking at Meng Shu. However, Meng Shu was not quite sure whether the person was looking at him or not. Sometimes, he felt that the person's gaze was fixed on him, and sometimes, Mengshu felt that he was not looking at himself, his gaze seemed to penetrate himself, and it seemed to look somewhere else.

What exactly he was looking at, Mengshu didn't know.

However, Meng Shu was extremely sure at this moment that he was not Liu Zhi.

But not because of the looks, but because of the gaze. Liu Zhi's gaze, although it also has a kind of profundity, is sometimes more of a kind of indifference, as if he doesn't care so much about anything. And the person in front of him, although his eyes were blue, like a frozen ocean, Meng Shu saw a fire burning in his eyes.

Yes, that's ambition, he's like the wolf king of the ice field, covered in darkness and cold, but there is a fire burning in his heart.

And Liu Zhi is completely different from him, Liu Zhi is a gust of wind, as if he may disappear at any time, he can go wherever he wants, and he never needs any hesitation and scruples.

After a short time, the man twisted his head.

He continued to walk forward, as if he had just stopped to look at the view.

Meng Shu stood there, motionless, and the cold wind could no longer disturb him.

After standing for a long time, Meng Shu didn't know what he was doing here, he didn't think about anything, he just looked at the distant back and was very confused.

He looked at his back and seemed to see a lot of people, they were walking, walking step by step.

The light and shadow were swirling, and Meng Shu saw that the bright moon that had originally hung in the sky fell on the ice.

Is it a reflection, Meng Shu looked up, and saw that the bright moon in the sky had disappeared at some point.

Is it a reflection, or - really.

Meng Shu looked down again, but this time the bright moon was gone.

Looking up again, a bright moon hung high in the empty sky.

Is it a hallucination?

Meng Shu looked up at the moonlight that radiated a cold glow, and felt confused.

At this moment, Meng Shu suddenly heard someone calling him, and then everything in front of him began to slowly become blurry like a pool of water falling into a small pebble.

When he opened his eyes, Meng Shu saw a white face.

It was a creep, but a few days before him.

Originally, his position was nothing, and it stands to reason that there could be no guards, but because of the incident last night, as soon as his brother left, the petty officer who wanted to hug his brother's thigh immediately sent such a small soldier to take care of him.

Sending small soldiers is not to look down on Mengshu, but they don't dare, they don't dare to offer their hospitality with great fanfare.

Because Mengshu's father thought that he was a righteous murderer, except for his mother, of course. His father would never allow such a thing to happen in the army, even if it was his own son.

And now send a soldier over, if Mengshu's father blames, he can say that because of last night's incident, they are worried that those people are coming for Mengshu, so they are afraid that it will happen again, so they will send a small soldier to take care of it. This kind of thing, even if it is an ordinary soldier, should be able to withstand such treatment, so it is understandable, and it is reasonable, and Mengshu's father will not blame. And under normal circumstances, Mengshu's father would not care about these little things, even though Mengshu was his son.

After all, a father is not as delicate as a mother.

So, basically, in the end, he will only get cheap.

So she didn't lose anything about this deal.

Meng Shu looked at the young man in front of him, his facial features were very immature, with a weak temperament, like a scholar. 19