It's been another eight years.

Perhaps, this is the most difficult eight years of our lives, divided and combined, life and death, reading countless people in the world. I believe that everything will be good from now on, and there will be no life except death. As long as we're together, there's nothing wrong with that.

There is no continuous red and yellow scenery, nor the boundless gloom of the wind and fallen leaves, but everywhere you look, there is a white expanse, silent, and empty.

The first snow of the first year of Yongzheng, since last night, has not stopped.

How long has it been since I've been to this coggywood forest? Now, standing here again, the two of us.

Around the hearth in the pavilion, warm and warm wine, from the beginning of the day to the twilight.

I thought that he would take me to see Honghui, and maybe Bang'er, the joy of family. But it's just the two of us, from the beginning of the day to the end of the day.

I thought he was so busy that he forgot about it......

To this day, he and I, two people, are enough.

Surrounded by white snow, two lines of footprints in the quiet forest, deep and shallow left side by side, and slowly covered by new snow. Such cold can melt the heart.

A red yellow coxanine leaf lies quietly in the palm of the hand, and the small ink-colored handwriting is written in the heart of the leaf, which is just covered by a white hosta, and it is not real. The hairpins are full of roses blooming or budding, lingering with branches and leaves, almost chaotic, so oily that they seem to drip dew to the red veins.

Yin Zhen took the hairpin and opened the corner of the snow hat to the sideburns, and I couldn't hear what to say, only the cool touch in my ears, and the warm breath. Ye Xin's word "Zhen" is extremely small, but it can be seen clearly, and it is blurred again. Back then, today, it's hard to tell.

Familiar faces are close in front of me, and I don't speak just laughing, the smile is strange and familiar, real enough to touch, but it is like a dream, as if it penetrates everything, blends everything, and before I say a word, I already know.

At that time, how the young man had today's face was clearly drip in his heart day and night, but he couldn't say at what moment it changed. In the blink of an eye, thirty-two years have passed. During this period, how many years of hard work we have spent growing and changing, the pain is so much that we almost forgot the beginning, it turns out that there are many unchanging perseverance, familiar with each other, clearly ourselves but like seeing old friends, that kind of mood is indescribable, but I can hear the sentence "fortunately" in my heart.

Tears dripped on the inky black fox fur in his ears, shining with oil and water. The winding road with no end in sight, the snow-covered dead woods, the still lake with thin ice undercurrents...... There is a different look in my heart, never mentioning the long-lasting storage zài, no need to mention it, touching the pain of the scene. Even today, before this time, it is true.

Perhaps the state of mind determines the horizon and can change everything.

In that little drop of water, it seems that another world was born, we ride together at night on the mountain snow road, just because there is a small Honghui in front of us, we can be happy, sit under the pavilion on his chest, still water and cool breeze, the years will be peaceful......

All, all the one qiē, has to do with him, has to do with me, only for us, that's all.

Irrelevant people, the past that does not need to be returned, are all in the past.

A whispered kiss in my ear called back my god, and the person who asked me to move would not let go, but still held me to stand in the snow.

"If I'm frozen, you're the only one who can wake me up with a kiss. Holding his face and burying my fingers in a large piece of warm fox fur, I laughed, tilted my head and was supported by his back, and I didn't feel cold, I couldn't stop laughing.

"I know. His words were certain, as always, not as proud as I was.

I nodded and stared at him, watching the snowflakes dye my eyebrows, eyelashes, and beard, and the small snowflakes could see the snow petals, crystal clear.

He stood upright and let me stare at it, as if frozen for a long time.

Wrapped around his neck and tightened his arms, the tip of his nose was almost touched, and the breath he breathed was cold, and ,......the kiss word that was vaguely in my mouth had not yet been spit out, and he had easily put it back on the snow, holding my palm and stepping forward.

"It's windy, take a few quick steps and go back before sunset. ”

The sudden cold wind whistled and rolled towards the bigger and bigger snowflakes, flipped and swirled in the air, blowing his voice a few degrees colder, not as slow as it warmed. I followed him in the snow, but I could clearly see the smile hidden under the brim of the black fluffy hat, and the wrinkles at the end of the eyes became deeper and deeper in the inky fuzz.

Trying to take a few quick steps, he only tightened his palms and didn't look at me, and he didn't stop or go faster by his side.

I grabbed his hand hard and quickened my pace, the flat mountain road was uninhabitable, and the snow was extremely clean and pleasant. Yinzhen followed all the way, always by my side, no matter how I ran and stopped, just like we walked when we came, holding hands, walking side by side. The wind and snow blow on the face, and it becomes like a caressing, and I don't feel cold.

I don't remember a long time since I ran like this, maybe ten years, maybe twenty years, maybe after I got here, and not again. How presumptuous I should be in the eyes of the world today, I actually kidnapped the emperor of the Qing Dynasty to accompany me.

So what, today he is just Yinzhen, my Yinzhen, the Yinzhen who really belongs to me alone. This year, I'm afraid there is only this day, on his birthday, a gift for me.

It's just that there is an end to the road, and after walking this section, turn to the next section, just like life.

The small courtyard is faintly visible, looming in the col. Smoke drifts into the air, blown away by the wind.

About to go downhill, take a deep breath, inhale the wind and snow, it was so cold that I almost coughed out, stopped suddenly but couldn't stop the momentum, and staggered to my knees towards the thick snow. The hand that wanted to let go was clenched tighter, and he half-knelt beside me and held me steadily.

We looked at each other and groped, relieved and laughed.

His face was buried in the soft fur of the snow on his neck, and it was cold and pierced into his skin, but it couldn't stop me from laughing, and I kept gasping. His hand kept resting on his back, but the other kept holding my hand, as when he had just run, and he had not separated.

"Is it still cold?" the voice sounded overhead, wrapped in the wind and snow, and the same gasp, laughing as if it were real and fake.

I shook my head and leaned closer to his face, but before I could take a closer look, I was wrapped around my waist. As he was about to stand up, he pressed his chest under his palm and pushed it back. The snow was thick, the road was flat, and the half-squatting posture was not dangerous, but the brim of the hat fell a little. Hurriedly straightened up, swept away the snow sticky to the pinna of his cheeks, and blew the hot air onto his cold earlobes.

The man lying on his back did not see any expression, looked at me directly and did not speak, and held me steady on his stomach without moving.

If you look closely, from the eyebrows to the tails of the eyes, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips half-hidden under the beard, the fingertips with cold snow water are traced one by one, and the lower lip is gently pressed. "Yinzhen, are you cold?"

With a calm and waveless face, you can see the deep darkness of his eyes, like the darkest but brightest star in this snow-covered world. Feeling his agitation, I couldn't help but smile and put my head on my lips, "I'm not just waiting to kiss the redeemed person when I'm frozen, if you're cold, I'll kiss you directly, and I won't give you a chance to freeze at all." Of course, it's the same if it's not cold, because I'm going to kiss you. Do you know? Ignoring his response, I stared at his narrowing dark eyes and whispered, "I know you know." ”

The hands holding hands between our bodies hurt so much that the bones hurt, but they didn't let go of the slightest. The back of his head was held down and couldn't move, the snow hat blocked his vision, and the sky and the earth were pitch black, and he alone filled all my senses. The kiss was almost oxygen-deprived and difficult to breathe, so he let go, and the lips that were close to each other were still breathing each other, and it took a long time to smell the fresh smell of winter snow, mixed with a hint of blood.

In a trance, I saw the red of the distant mountains, but there were stars flashing around. Hatred pounded on his shoulder, and his eyes were black again, and his eyelids were covered by those two thin wet lips, and his beard swept over his eyebrows, which made people panic.

"Except for those days when you were away, my heart was never cold. You're right, you're not the one waiting for me, I'm the one waiting for you to wake up, waiting for you to kiss me alive. Such ice and snow are not cold, but without you. ”

"Thirty-two years, those years only felt that time was long, but now, it is thirty-two years. ”

"I can't do it without you, I really can't. ”

"It's cold, you know? You know. ”

“……”

I listened quietly, intermittently, feeling the length of time in his mouth, feeling his cold, his heat. In the ice and snow, I don't feel cold anymore.

On the way back, the stroll is slower than when you came.

The wind howled for a moment and then receded, as did the snow. We walked side by side among the snowy mountain roads, except for the creaking of the snow, it was the low, slightly hoarse voice, which did not say a word when we came. Holding hands, hot to the deepest part of the heart, endlessly soft.

Looking back, two strings of traceable footprints, the farther horizon is golden-red. The sun sets, and the snow begins to shine.

Actually, I understand that he didn't say that that qiē had already been imprinted in each other's hearts over time, but at this time, he said it slowly, and it was very cordial. The sound that had been blown by the wind and snow was so moving.

I think that the stillness and coldness in the mountains and forests are to set off his emotion and warmth, for me, and my heart for him.