Brother Ze held a light and elegant white bamboo umbrella, and looked at her quietly under the umbrella, with a relief in his eyes that he looked down on everything, and there was no trace of ripple calm.

He slowly stretched out his hand and said softly, "Come here." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

His voice was as clear as ice and snow, and there seemed to be no other sound in Ah Li's ears, and the whole world seemed to have no color except him.

She smiled and nodded, gently taking his hand as he took hers.

On the streets, there are occasional fireworks of various colors, reflecting snowflakes, houses, and streets flashing in front of people's eyes, and occasionally horse-drawn carriages galloping by, and the wheels and horseshoe prints are embedded in the white snow of the post road, leaving only a few bleak rut marks.

Snowflakes flutter all over the sky, swirling in the air and falling lightly.

The fire trees and silver flowers danced overnight, and the glass lamp mountain melted slightly, and the lively was as far away as a festival in the sky.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down the stars like rain.

Sima Ze's black pupils reflected a silvery-white light, transparent and clear.

Ah Li's life is something that I didn't expect to describe.

She didn't expect that her own royal brother Chonghua would harm her and want her to die.

She didn't expect that Pei Heng, a good brother she thought was loyal, would betray her.

She didn't expect that her royal brother and sister both died indirectly at the hands of Chonghua.

She didn't expect that when she grew up, she and her senior brother would really be incompatible, and it would come to the point of life and death.

killed her, she couldn't imagine that when she fell into the hands of her great enemy Sima Ze, she didn't kill her.

Life is so unexpected.

Oh, may I never meet those people again in this life.

"Is it cold?" He squeezed Ah Li's hand.

She shook her head, in fact, it was not cold, but she thought of some old things, and her heart was very desolate, so she was at a loss.

And Brother Ze's hands are warm.

"You've forgotten a lot of things." He stared at the glowing snow in front of him and whispered.

"I actually want to forget a lot of bad things, I attacked Heshui Dock at night, injured my senior brother and took away the suicide note of Guigu, and I was still doing that to you at that time. I want to forget, I know it's inevitable that you'll hate me. As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Brother Ze's hand tighten a little.

He glanced at her coldly and said, "Don't practice evil skills anymore." ”

She laughed at herself and said, "I didn't expect that the person who said this to me was you." Don't worry, I've stopped practicing for a long time. ”

The Heart Source Dafa recorded in the Ghost Valley Testament is exactly the same as the Dafa of Transformation Gong in the Five Poisons Secret Transmission, both of which are evil skills that absorb people's internal strength, and it is very easy to go mad when practicing, and after going mad, you will lose your mind, and it is easy to kill, and you will forget everything when you wake up afterwards.

Could it be that she did something to damage his interests after she went mad? Otherwise, why would he be so obsessed?

The sky was full of snow, and from time to time snowflakes rolled to the bottom of the umbrella, with a slight coolness falling on her face, and immediately turned into water droplets. Neither of them spoke again, just quietly watched the snowflakes fly.

She looked at him sideways, only to see that his expression was calm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed.

He is like the clouds in the sky, the wind in the bamboo forest, feeling his presence, but never touching it.

Why didn't he kill her? Is it for the suicide note of Guigu or because of other factors?

It can't be a suicide note from Guigu. She can still trust Sima Ze's character.

Do you want to take her under your command? This possibility cannot be ruled out.

Could he like her and be reluctant to kill her? Thinking of this, Ah Li blushed very much, and as time passed, his old face seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. Anyone may like her, but Brother Ze won't, Brother Ze will never like her. She is still self-aware of this.

The snow seems to be gradually getting smaller, and this snow seems to be coming to an end, and the two of them are still looking at this snow with concentration.

"Thank you." She still couldn't help but break the silence, no matter what, no matter what Brother Ze's purpose was, she wanted to thank him for letting her live so long.

"Thanks?" He repeated in a low voice, "Well, this is probably the only thank you you you can give me." ”

Inexplicably sad, she has nothing for a long time, what can she give Brother Ze but thank you?

Ah Li pretended to laugh relaxedly, then pointed ahead, as if saying, "This snow is beautiful." Fireworks are also good. Well, it would be nice if there were vendors selling hot soup, but unfortunately on Chinese New Year's Eve, no one does business. ”

The topic changed awkwardly.

A few sparse snowflakes flew into the bottom of the umbrella, bringing a hint of coolness.

Ah Li insisted on walking out of the bottom of the umbrella, so Brother Ze also stood in the snow with her and took the umbrella.

Ah Li, who was standing in the heavy snow, seemed to be intertwined and wrapped in it, letting the snowflakes fall on his shoulders, sleeves, and smile have long disappeared, leaving only a stunned face.

Ah Centrifugal slandered, I didn't expect that I would be gorgeous and sad now.

At this time, if there are fallen leaves, the scene may be even more sad.

If you write another poem by the way, write a fu, maybe you can also be famous for eternity, and the poetry world will be famous, and it will be famous for eternity.

Master, what does Master say, generally writing poems should be written when you are in a bad mood, so that the probability of the poem becoming popular will be greater.

She didn't pretend to be sad for long, there was a buzz on the back of her head, and Yan Shuo rubbed a huge snowball and smashed it on her head viciously.

"Why? Why are you so naughty, look at other people's phoenix feathers, how quiet and sensible! ”

The temperature of the snow was cold, and she jumped up immediately, and the snow slag took advantage of the situation to slip off her clothes.

Cold!

Then, contrary to Ah Li's expectations, Yan Shuo's hand rubbed a snowball again and smashed it viciously!

Ah Li dodged suddenly, and also rubbed a snowball and smashed it back, gritted his teeth and said: "Look at Feng Yu, you learn from others, how good it is to ......" Before the words were finished, Feng Yu's snowball smashed into her head.

Feng Yu giggled.

Yan Shuo smiled with a wrinkled face, raised his eyebrows, and blinked, as if asking Feng Yu if he still understands anything?

Ah Li shook off the snow slag and said, "That Feng Yu is also more sensible than you!" ”

Then two more snowballs flew over.

Ah Li turned to one side, dodged, and threw his own snowball casually.

The snowball hit Sima Ze directly.

He reached out slightly and took the snowball steadily, and with a twist of his wrist, the snowball was firmly grasped in his hand. He threw the snowball softly, and the white snowball crossed a gentle white arc in the night, and landed steadily on Ah Li's head.

Ah Li's head smashed the snowball apart.

"What's wrong with your martial arts?" He asked lightly.

A hint of vigilance flashed in Ah Li's eyes, and he immediately coughed lightly and wondered: "Haha, no, no problem, this is not a snowball fight, it's unfair to use martial arts." ”