"Then he found you very easily - I later learned that it was the submarine who found you first, and then cleverly leaked the clues to the spy department...... Anyway, after he found you...... I went to the desert...... It's not that I don't want to see you, it's just ...... It was confusing at the time...... To him, to you, and to myself...... I don't even know what to do...... So I hid in his desert and helped him train the people of the third department...... Actually, I just wanted to escape...... I never thought that my evasion would cause so many things to happen later...... Perhaps, all along, I have neglected the latent mind...... caused the tragedy that followed......"

Leng Xiang fell into contemplation when she said this, as if she was recalling the road she had traveled over the years, and she seemed to be remembering the people she had met. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hanyu leaned over, hugged her sister, and patted her on top of her like her sister comforted her.

Leng Xiang came back to her senses at this time, felt amused by Hanyu's appearance, and said, "Want to be a sister?"

Han Yu also smiled and asked, "Sister, is it very cold in the north and there is a lot of snow?"

"Well, there is a lot of snow in the north, and it is cold, but it is not as heavy as ...... here."

"Really?" she continued, "do you like snow, sister?"

"Liked, loved it. ”

She smiled innocently like a little girl, "Me too, sister, I love snow." ”

The two sisters laughed, and Han Yu said again: "Sister, the snow is very cold, you have to wear more clothes in the future." ”

Leng Xiang laughed, "Do you know that you care about your sister?"

She nodded, "I always knew that." ”

Leng Xiang raised her hand and poked her face. said: "It will be said to be good." ”

The two of them laughed again.

After a while, she let go of Leng Xiang and said, "Sister." I love snow so much, I'm in the house these days, it's suffocating, and I really want to see it. ”

Leng Xiang also sat up straight and smiled, "Although you are not in good health, but in view of the fact that you have not seen the light for a long time." Sister will accompany you!"

"No," she firmly refused, "before. A long time ago, he carried me through the snow, over and over again, and walked out of this house. Walk all the way to the gate...... Walked through it many times...... Sister. I want to feel it myself and leave me alone, okay?"

Leng Xiang was stunned, for a long time, she sighed and said, "Then I'll find two people to give you an umbrella......"

"No, I'm going to be on my own. She pursed her lips and coquettishly.

Leng Xiang smiled and personally took the largest and lightest umbrella from the door.

She took the umbrella. took out the fox fur that he hadn't worn for a long time from the bottom of the box brought by Rongcheng, and said goodbye to his sister. Walked out of the house alone with an umbrella.

This year's winter was so cold.

Even though I wore a snow coat, I was still shivering with cold.

But shivering is only the moment I walk out of the house, and I don't shake anymore after shaking, and I feel like I've become a weak snowflake, which will disappear in the sunlight at any moment.

She walked step by step from the yard with an umbrella, walked for a long time, and walked to the gate.

The two guards greeted him and saluted, their expressions full of surprise, but they did not dare to ask questions.

"I'm out for a walk," she said, "and my sister is waiting for me outside." ”

The two guards replied, "Yes." ”

She went out the door and walked to the right, then went around the corner and then walked back to another intersection.

She walked lightly in the wide snow with an umbrella, and she was the only one between the white sky and the earth.

She was the only one.

But he was not afraid.

Silently walked past the mansion and went on.

She walked for a long time, for a long time, and she didn't know when she had come, and finally came to the door of the temple where they had been together.

They said he was in that courtyard at the foot of Lingyin Temple.

She knew that the courtyard, with mountains to the south and water to the north, contained several small houses.

On his birthday, they lived together in this courtyard, and many rooms in the courtyard were empty, but he had to live in the same room with her...... I hugged her all night...... She was young at the time, and she didn't allow him to do anything, so he really didn't do anything.

But the night after returning to Jiangfu, she lost her old love.

He lives in this house now...... It is clear that she must remember her betrayal and her mistakes deeply.

He won't forgive her anymore, he doesn't want her anymore.

She remembered that she had sworn to her sister that even if he didn't want her, she would always pester him.

Of course she wanted to pester him...... But she found that she was getting more and more stupid, and she didn't seem to know how to solve the problem.

She felt that she was about to miss her appointment, not that she didn't want to pester him...... I'm afraid I can't.

The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, and she crouched down in place, holding herself and whimpering.

It was so cold that the tears that fell were almost frozen into ice slag.

After a long time, she finally regained control of herself, got up from the snow, crossed the road that led to the courtyard, and walked all the way up the mountain.

The mountain road was covered with snow, and the original steps had been hidden by the snow, and they were steep, slippery, and narrow.

Holding an umbrella in one hand and a skirt in the other, she walked up cautiously, not knowing how many times she fell, and finally the umbrella rolled down the hillside into the forest by the roadside.

She didn't really care, just free her hands to grab the hem of her skirt and walk up the mountain road in the snow.

The mountain road was very long, very steep, and very difficult to walk, and she did not look at the road in front of her, nor at the current road, but only at her feet, step by step, and got up again when she fell, and never thought of giving up.

She remembered the road, they used to walk together, and he carried her on his back...... The weather was good, but the mood was the same hopeless.

Because according to their plan, it was the last days of his life.

And this time?

It was as if every time I walked this path, I was a mixture of sadness and hope.

The snow kept falling, falling on her body and face, and her hair was disheveled and soaking wet, but she couldn't feel the cold. It's been numb for a long time.

On both sides of the road were trees in the sky, and between some branches that had not had time to be pruned, or clumps of snow had fallen, sometimes on her head. Sometimes it fell on her shoulders, and she didn't have time to avoid it, and she didn't want to avoid it, so she kept going up.

Long.

There were more rocks on both sides of the road, and after walking a short time, I came to a place with a wide view.

Looking around, there are bulges everywhere, and under the white snow, there are large and small stones everywhere.

There is a big tree next to it. Some strips of red cloth fell through the snow, dripping with water.

It's a wishing tree.

This is it.

Next to the tree stood the big rock, which was also covered with snow. Only the three big red characters on the stone body loomed in the falling snow.

She stepped forward and swept the snow off with her hands, and three large characters leaked out.

"Sansheng stone. ”

Under the washing of the snow, countless large and small characters became clearer on the cyan stone. It's a pair of names for the people who made their wishes here. Tightly blended and brought together.

There is no one for them.

At that time, she stubbornly refused to write the names of the two on this stone, just because she had heard the legend of the Sansheng Stone, which was beautiful and beautiful, but the ending was miserable.

They carved their names on a stone, and she lied to him that the two of them would come looking for them later, but she knew that there was no chance......

Now that he's alive, she's going to get it back.

She had told him that the two of them would come together to find him, but now he didn't care. She found it herself.

Can't let their name stay here all the time.

But now, it's frozen for a few feet. But how do you find that little stone?

She paused beside the Sansheng Stone, walked in the direction she remembered, then crouched down and began to shave the snow with her hands.

At the beginning, it was snow, and then it was the ice that had accumulated from the snow in the past few days.

On snowy days, the branches of the trees are frozen soft, and they cannot be used as tools.

She picked at it little by little with her hand, smashed it hard with her small fist, and slowly, the white snow began to stain with red blood.

It's like what you saw in the desert some winter.

Blood and snow melt together......

It's beautiful and bleak.

Tears flowed, but she didn't stop, first with her hands, with a stick, and then with the stones she had planed, and then with the slag of the ice by hand.

Her hands were red and purple from the cold, and she couldn't move anymore many times, so she took her fingers in her hands and warmed them, and when she came to her senses, she continued to plan.

She never felt sorry for herself.

It's not that I don't understand, I just don't think I need it.

She didn't feel how weak she was, even though her body's functions were on the verge of exhaustion.

I don't know how long she dug for a long time, and a monk suddenly appeared beside her.

She looked up and smiled at the monk.

The monk smiled at her.

The monk was bareheaded, wearing a string of large beads around his neck, and his feet were bare.

It must have been cold, but he didn't frown, in fact he kept laughing, from the moment she looked up and saw him.

I'm giggling.

It seems that whether it snows or not has nothing to do with him, and whether his feet are cold or not has nothing to do with him.

He counted the beads as he circled around her like a monkey, jumping around and observing her as if she were an alien he had never seen before.

Hanyu lowered his head, ignored him, and continued to dig his own ice.

"Little girl, your hands are bleeding!"

The monk pointed to her hand and said.

His movements and tone were not like a monk, but like an ordinary child who was only a few years old.

She opened her mouth to say that it was okay, only to find that her muscles were frozen and she couldn't speak.

I simply didn't say it.

The monk looked not far behind him, where there was a very old man, with white hair and white eyebrows, and kind eyebrows...... The old man did not say anything.

The barefoot monk said to her again, "It's getting dark!"

Looking up, the white sky and earth had gradually darkened, she looked at the snow and ice that had been cut behind her, smiled hard at the monk, and shook her head.

The barefoot monk looked at the old monk again, and the old monk seemed to sigh. (To be continued.) )

ps: It's New Year's Eve, I wish you all the best in the new year!Happy New Year's Day! Happy holidays!