The snow and ice here are vast, and it is silent and cold all year round. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info In such a place, a nameless temple lies quietly in the endless snow.

Fourteen-year-old Si Jichen sat in the courtyard, swept the aged wine that he had brought out of the cellar in his hand, and rushed at the young man who came in.

"Do you want to drink?" is still a young voice, but with the coldness of ice and snow.

The young man named Sijizhi stepped forward and snatched the flask from her hand and took a sip unceremoniously.

The spicy spicy entered his throat and drove away the cold on his body, he raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth, and said to Si Jichen; "Little girl, how many times have I said that you want to call me senior brother."

Si Jichen glanced at him coldly and did not speak.

Seeing that Si Jichen was silent, Si Jizhi sat down opposite her; "What, what do you want?"

"Master...... I'm drinking again. Still for that person. ”

Si Jizhi sighed disapplauded.

……

"Senior brother, do you want to go down the mountain?"

Si Jizhi looked at Si Jichen, and his face was as it should be; "Of course I want to, there are all kinds of beings, people just live this time, who doesn't want to see it."

Turning the wine glass, Si Jichen frowned; "You say...... The master is moved by his heart and feelings, so that he will have a talent and fall in this vast mountain. People like Master will be hurt because of the word love, but if we meet them, what will happen? I don't want to be in this situation. ”

Si Jizhi put away the cynicism on his face and became serious; "You mean, you don't want to go down? If you are sick, you will have to ask Master's old friends for help, and you will definitely find it. ”

As he spoke, he smiled again and said lightly; "Don't worry about it. I've been alone with me, a suave beautiful boy for so long, and I don't see your spring heart budding, your cold character, to intercede, tsk, it's difficult!

He put down the flask; "Your senior brother and I will be going down the mountain soon, I am not here, you have to take good care of Master."

That year, she watched the back of her senior brother, and only she and the master were left on the vast mountain.

Time flies so fast, it's two years in the blink of an eye.

After that, it was the death of the Master.

In the end, as the master said, she was invited down the mountain by Jun Mowen.

The empty temple and the unchanging snow were left alone.

Obviously, she didn't feel cold in her dream, but she shrank slightly.

I don't know how long it took, but the snow scene that had never changed was finally gone.

In a trance, it seemed as if someone was calling her name.

Waking up from sleep, perhaps because of a long sleep, Si Jichen's mind was very dizzy.

Raising a hand over her sweaty forehead, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Miss Si woke up?" A gentle male voice asked.

Lying in the soft futon, the elegant furnishings around are delicate and quiet, and the faint incense is lingering, and the surroundings are quiet.

Si Jichen watched Jun Mo get up and go to the table, his slender fingers pinching the teacup, filling it with the still warm tea.

Handing the tea to Si Jichen's hand, Jun Mowen naturally sat beside her, a pair of eyes looking straight at Si Jichen's slightly pale face, with a faint pity in his eyes.

Si Jichen subconsciously frowned; "Where is this?"

She remembered that she had been in Los Angeles to treat the plague people, and that day she had finally stabilized her condition, and she walked out of the house, and then ......

She must have fainted from exhaustion, right?

"This is the Three Princes' Mansion."

The Three Princes' Mansion?

"Why am I in your mansion?" Si Jichen's tone was light, although he asked the gentleman to hear it, but he was careless.

"The girl fell into a coma in Luocheng, and she was really anxious to return to Beijing, so she brought the girl back, which is also convenient to take care of."

Si Jichen looked at Jun Mowen's gentle smile, and he couldn't see any other emotions on his face except for that smile.

At this moment, the old voice of the butler came from outside the door; "Your Highness, a guest has arrived."