She remembered Luoyang that year, snowflakes flying all over the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Cen family mansion, which can be called one of the three wealthy merchants in Luoyang, stands proudly in the north corner of the city, two huge stone lions stand side by side at the door, but it loses its proud demeanor in the wind and snow, only to see the heavy layers of ice and snow covering the roof tiles, and the snowflakes in the sky are sprinkled and fluttering to the ground, and finally it is connected with the bubbling blood water, meandering and expanding in the whole mansion, spreading all the way.

She and her brother hid in the clay pot of the firewood room, slightly covered by a wooden plank, the door was slightly closed, the light in the house was dim and cramped, the snowflakes in the courtyard were blown into the house by the strong wind, and a thin layer of snow flakes were spread on the ground, like frost condensed in the early morning in early winter.

The room was eerily quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the wind and snow whistling by, and they kept coming like a raging storm. At only eight years old, she shrank and trembled, and asked the young man who hugged her in a low voice: "Brother, are my father and mother dead?" Perhaps, by the time she said this, she had not yet understood what it was to die. However, her brother's warm body stiffened instantly, and after a while, he rubbed her head and said in a low voice: "No, Kexuan, it's going to be fine." ”

She looked at her brother's solemn face and pursed lips, and the nervous emotions surrounded them densely, she was still unwilling, and asked again tremblingly: "Brother, are we going to die too?" Her eyes were wide open, or she was young and ignorant, and she asked bluntly what the boy did not dare to face.

The young man slowly turned his head, staring at his sister with dark eyes as if he was distracted, and after a long time, he hugged his sister in his arms again, and whispered again as if he was talking to himself: "No." He clenched the blood-red jade pendant in his palm and whispered again, "No." ”

The jade pendant, in the light of the light and darkness of the snow, can vaguely see the outline of the unicorn. People in the rivers and lakes may not recognize it, but there are always people who recognize it, especially those who have a deep relationship with it. The young man lowered his eyes, staring at the two unicorn blood jades in his hand through the faint light, but his heart was full of thoughts. The so-called family heirloom has not added any glory and fame to their family for many years, and that's it, but why did it cause such a catastrophe? Foyer? Woe to you?

Thinking that after hiding the two of them here not long ago, his mother repeatedly told him that he was even more embarrassed, not to let the unicorn jade fall into the hands of thieves, but also to protect his sister well. He naturally knew, but at the moment, he had been hiding in the firewood room for a long time, and he didn't know anything about the situation outside, where the thief came from, whether his parents could resist it, and whether his family was safe? When I recalled the resolute look in my mother's eyes when she left, my heart became even more uneasy.

Outside, only the wind and snow howled. Feeling his sister's trembling, the boy gently rubbed her hand, trying to warm her up as much as possible, but the girl in his arms kept shaking, tugging at his sleeve, raising his little face and trembling: "Brother, I'm afraid ......" The boy had to touch her head to let her get some comfort. The girl has not been able to calm down, and still calls "brother" over and over again, her voice whimpering, as if crying instead of crying. The young man couldn't bear it in his heart, his face showed pity, and finally freed up his other hand to hug her tightly: "Don't be afraid, my brother will protect you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the noisy and chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded from outside, and at first it was very vague and chaotic, but after a moment, it became clearer and clearer. The boy was horrified, and hurriedly covered the girl's mouth tightly, tilting his head to listen. The chaotic and frowning footsteps were like a talisman, getting closer and closer, and a sound knocked on the young man's heart.

Crunch――

The door slowly opened with the sound, and a thin layer of ice and snow blew through the crack in the door into the house, falling to the ground in an instant. The outside of the house was white, but the inside of the house was dim, and at the door, a young man in a blue robe stood silently. Xu stayed in the dark for too long, and the young man's eyes couldn't see him clearly for a while, only a vague shadow was faintly seen, which stopped at the door for only a moment, and actually walked slowly towards them.

The boy instinctively felt that something was wrong, and quietly pulled the dagger from between his legs, clenching it hard. The room was eerily silent, and the man was getting closer and closer to them, his whole face darkened by the backlight. The dagger in the young man's hand couldn't help but tighten tighter and tighter, and the other hand that was originally holding the girl unconsciously made a lot of effort.

"Woo woo......" I don't know if she was hurt by her brother or frightened by this tense atmosphere, the girl couldn't help but whimper, crying like a stone suddenly thrown on the surface of a calm lake, startling a thousand waves. At the moment when the man's original footsteps stopped, the dagger in the young man's hand was also unsheathed, and he only waited for the moment when the other party lifted the wooden cover to attack.

But when I heard the sound of "boom-", the originally slightly closed door of the firewood room burst open, and several black-clothed men with knives rushed in, all wearing black clothes, with violent appearances, and the big knives in their hands flashed with a dazzling cold light.

"Go in and search carefully, move quickly!"

"Be careful!"

The terrain of this firewood house is already extremely narrow, and these people have entered the door one after another, and the room is even more crowded. At this moment, the young man pursed his lips and pulled his trembling sister into his arms, suddenly feeling an unprecedented despair! If there was only one person, he could still fight hard, but now, the brother and sister are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and the blade dripping with rolling blood is what they will do today!

At the moment, it seems that there is no escape.

He unwillingly clenched the dagger again, but he never expected that the moment the man in black entered the door, the man in the blue shirt quickly turned around quietly, intentionally or unintentionally blocking them. I saw that the man coldly glanced at the posture in the firewood room, looked at the black-clothed man and said lightly: "I have searched this firewood room, the things are not here, you go to search other places." ”

The rapid turn of events caught everyone by surprise, and the men in black with knives looked at each other and hesitated. Soon, one of them said: "Mr. Qiu, we have thoroughly searched this courtyard, but we have not found anything, except for this firewood house......"

"Not here." The one who was called Mr. Qiu said again.

The man in black remained unmoved.

Mr. Naqiu suddenly sneered: "Could it be that I will deliberately embarrass you?" The man in black was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting Mr. Qiu to be so-for-tat, so he had to explain: "Naturally not, but in case you don't pay attention and look away-" Mr. Qiu snorted coldly: "Look away?" The man in black immediately said: "We naturally believe Mr. Qiu, but if there is a mistake, the leader will blame ......" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by another rough voice.

"Since Mr. Qiu said no, then there is none." I saw a leading figure walking briskly outside, as if he had already heard their conversation, and the man was still standing at the door, and he was already shouting, and the sound resounded like thunder throughout the house. Several people turned their faces to look at the door, and when they saw that the leader was coming, their faces immediately changed, and they all clasped their fists and shouted: "Leader-" The leader at the door swept his eyes over the people, and after only a few seconds, he said loudly: "Who is Mr. Qiu, how can you doubt his words, or have you become more and more ignorant of the rules since I left for a few days?" ”

This person has square eyebrows, obviously a chivalrous appearance, but there is a hidden evil aura on his face, and there is a ruthlessness in his bones, from the moment he appeared at the door, the firewood room was instantly quiet, and only he could be heard talking. And the meaning of his words seemed to be flattering and sarcastic, several people in black looked at each other, it was better how to respond, so they had to say in a proper manner: "The subordinates have collided." ”

Mr. Naqiu just waved his hand, but didn't say much. The leader said: "No matter how much we consider ourselves loyal and serve our masters, they are just outsiders who are just trying to eat, but Mr. Qiu grew up with the head of the family, like a brother, if even Mr. Qiu does not look at the head of the family and thinks about the head of the family, who can the head of the family trust?" Do you say, Mr. Cho? Seeing that Mr. Qiu's face was cold, he did not respond to this, and the leader said: "Therefore, since Mr. Qiu said so, I also believe it." It's just that I don't discipline my subordinates well on weekdays, teach some elm heads, and don't often open my mind, in the future, I will preach more. ”

Mr. Naqiu finally glanced at him lightly, and said lightly: "It's okay, Your Excellency has a heart." The leader smiled and said, "How so." Mr. Qiu's attitude was a little arrogant, and the leader didn't say much, only glanced at the plank behind him, intentionally or unintentionally, and finally ordered aloud: "Come out with me, and search carefully one by one." Then he quickly stepped out of the firewood room, and quickly left with the men in black and the crowd at the door without a pause.

The man in the blue shirt stood still in silence, glancing only briefly at the corner where the two children were hidden, and just as the boy thought he was going to say something, the man finally raised his leg and stepped out of the door without hesitation, as if he had never noticed them.

The chaotic footsteps faded until they disappeared, leaving only the dust of the firewood room dancing in the air, showing the traces of the group having just arrived. The bitter cold wind blew more and more fiercely outside the court, whistling past, rolling up pieces of fine snowflakes, one after another, but unscrupulous. The boy finally breathed a long sigh of relief—he was saved.

He let go of the hand that had been tightly covering the girl's mouth since the beginning, and brushed her hair with a soft smile, the girl still had tears on her face, but she seemed to know that she had escaped, and she didn't cry anymore. The young man Wan'er, thinking back to all kinds of talents, felt more and more strange. That Mr. Qiu had obviously discovered them, and since he was the other party's person, why did he help them? The boy was puzzled.

However, in any case, he finally let them go, which can be regarded as God's favor.

The girl tilted her head, blinked her black and white eyes, and smiled at the boy in the darkness, as if she understood what he was thinking. The young man relaxed a little, saw the pitiful appearance of the little girl, leaned his chin on her forehead, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?" The little girl blinked and nodded, and the young man smiled again, took out a small piece of osmanthus cake from his arms, and wrapped it in oiled paper, carrying the boy's body temperature, which was not cooled by this cold day.

He carefully stuffed it into her hand and said comfortingly: "When those people are gone, will my brother go to Linglong Restaurant to buy osmanthus cake for Kexuan?" The little girl grinned at him, her eyes were shining, all of them were trusting her brother, and she was probably very hungry, and then she lowered her head, and then she bit half of the osmanthus cake into her mouth with oil paper.

The young man looked at her with a smile, his eyes were full of warmth, but he secretly tightened the dagger in his hand, which made his nerves, which had been tense a little, and there was still no clue on his face. He is the hero and support in his sister's heart, and he must not show half of his cowardice.

The boy held her around for a long time, and when he felt safe, he carefully lifted the wooden lid above his head. The ground in front of him suddenly brightened a lot, and he spread out his hand to reveal two dark red and cool unicorn jades, glowing with a faint cold light. He lowered his head and groped carefully, thinking about what to do next, but he didn't know what suddenly came to mind, and his eyes suddenly stopped. "Brother?" The girl looked up and looked at him strangely, with the crumbs of the pastry still hanging from the corners of her mouth. The young man's face became hesitant, and he didn't say a word for a long time, only barely showed a comforting smile, and continued to fall into silence.

After a long time, when the girl raised her head and called him countless times, he finally came back to his senses, with complex emotions in his eyes, which made the girl inexplicably panic. However, he couldn't care about anything else after all, gritted his teeth, and said as if he had made up his mind: "Kexuan, you wait for me here, I'm going out for a while." The girl immediately became nervous, grabbed his hand tightly, and showed fear in her eyes: "Where is my brother going?" What can I do? ”

The young man lowered his voice and said, "I'll go outside and come back, you stay here obediently, don't run around, you know?" The girl whimpered and didn't speak, just took his hand and shook her head vigorously, and the oil paper and the remaining half of the osmanthus cake that she was still holding in her hand had fallen to the ground.

The boy still only whispered comfortingly, "I'll be back soon, I promise." After many reassurances from the teenager, the girl finally stopped shaking her head, but just blinked her eyes and shouted her brother one after another, with a pitiful appearance. Although the young man was reluctant in his heart, he finally rubbed the girl's head, inserted the blue dagger in his hand into his boots, jumped lightly, and jumped out of the clay pot. His figure is like a light swallow, his movements are clean and neat without a trace of hesitation, and his originally somewhat tight face reflects the snow behind him, looking more and more clear and handsome.

He is just twelve years old this year, Cen Zifei, the son of the Cen family, is good at poetry, diligent in martial arts, naturally intelligent, studious and knowledgeable, and is an excellent son of his parents. But today, I'm afraid everything will be turned upside down. The cold wind continued, and a few snowflakes that blew into the house fell into his hair, with an ominous meaning. He turned his head to look at his only sister, and saw the girl blinking at him, her face full of dazed and uneasy.

After all, he was not at ease, looked left and right, picked up a wooden lid from the ground, and told again: "Be obedient, don't run around." The girl nodded obediently again, and the boy said, "Don't make a fool of yourself." The girl still nodded obediently, and the boy finally showed a slightly relieved smile - my sister is usually self-willed, but today she is surprisingly obedient. He knew that she was really frightened, and he didn't know what his father and mother were now......

He suppressed the nervousness and uneasiness in his heart, and carefully placed the wooden lid on top of the clay pot, only a small slit leaked. The girl shrunk her neck in response to his movements, and as the wooden lid was slowly closed, her vision gradually fell into darkness, as if she had been deprived of light in an instant, and even her ears suddenly became extremely sensitive.

Her heart was beating so fast that she could hear her own beating clearly, and she could hear the boy's footsteps getting farther and farther away, and the sound of breaking ice coming from outside the courtyard. Farther and farther away, farther and farther away, and finally all disappeared, as if evaporated, without a trace, and the world was silent.

All around suddenly became quieter than ever, only the whistling sound of the cold wind blowing, mixed with snowflakes in the sky, revealing the slightest cold, with the pride and pathos that belong to the snow season. Anxiety gradually rose in her heart, she didn't dare to move or make a sound, only her two eyes swirled and turned in the dark clay pot, and finally she couldn't resist the bursts of sleepiness and fell into a dream.

In her dream, someone was laughing at her, and the laughter was light and intermittent. The fog cleared, and she was on an empty flat ground, surrounded by towering milky white stone pillars, pointing straight to the sky, and the stone pillars were coiled with monster totems that looked like snakes and dragons, as if they were about to soar away from the clouds. There is no sun in the sky, no clouds, there is an empty space all around, in the middle of the clearing is a very large stone platform, boxy, also carved with strange totems, a woman wearing a strange robe stood on the stone platform, her long hair flying, and beckoned to her with a smile: "Come here, come quickly." She couldn't see the man's face clearly. Trying to keep his eyes open, the man still looked vague, his face was blurred in the night, only a wide robe fluttered in the air, as if he was about to ride the wind.

So she lifted her feet forward, trying to get a closer look at the man. As soon as she took two steps, she heard a familiar voice calling out to her behind her, with imperceptible anxiety in her tone. Listening quietly, a vague and distant voice came again.

It's my brother! She turned sharply, her eyes searching, but all she could see was a white mist floating in the air, empty.

Where is he?

There was a soft laugh in her ears, a low and soft voice, coming from the high stone platform, cold and ethereal, like a magic spell attached to her ears, and for a long time. "Come here, come here." The woman's voice was mysterious and charming, and she was suddenly afraid.

"Brother—"

"Brother, where are you?" She ran away in a panic, shouting, "Father, mother, brother - where are you?" ”

Running through the fog, which was becoming dark and heavy, she ran with all her might, leaving behind her the laughter that seemed to be a shallow singing. The dry wind in her ears swept through her delicate skin like an ice blade, her tightly tied hair was blown loose, and salty tears and sweat soaked her entire cheeks. She kept running, and kept running, and suddenly a light appeared in front of her.

In an instant, I went from the dream to reality. She was still half-asleep, tears were still hanging in the corners of her eyes, the lid on her head was gently lifted, and she suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had suddenly moved from darkness to light, and her eyes were clear and clear like never before. Then, she froze.

A man dressed in extreme gorgeousness stood in front of her with a smile in the corner of his eyes, dark purple brocade clothes, complex and noble, black hair scattered like a waterfall, cold eyebrows, and a pair of eyes as deep as the vast night sky, as if he had experienced many dark nights, with a proud temperament that looked down on the world. She had never seen such a good-looking person. The man looked at Cen Kexuan and showed a very shallow, shallow smile, and the smile was reflected in the girl's dark eyes, as if the whole world was turned upside down.

Outside the courtyard, the snow is still falling from the sky, like countless white butterflies, flying all over the sky. The sound of the wind carrying the snowflakes reached the girl's ears in a strong and irresistible way, like the shrill cry of a dying man. So lamenting, so sad, so desperate, as if it has never stopped for thousands of years, as if it will spread forever......

However, this was actually the first and only snow in Luoyang that winter.