When I opened my eyes again, I was already in Xiao Mansion, and there was still a faint pain in the back of my neck, and Luo Xue opened her eyes and looked at the roof, but her heart was silent.

Xiao Aotian was still by her side, Luo Xue turned his head to look at him, and suddenly smiled, like a mandala blooming under the dark clouds, desperate and bewitching, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Do you remember what you told me, Miao Jiang is my home." ”

Xiao Aotian didn't know why, but he still nodded, of course he remembered what he said to her when she first left Luoyang.

Luoxue blinked softly, her long eyelashes hiding all her feelings, "I want to go home." ”

Xiao Aotian was silent for a while, answered well, and then asked, "Why do you suddenly want to go back?" ”

Luoxue sat up, his eyes were empty and scary, and his voice was a little unreal, "I never knew what home was, and after wandering for so long, it was time to settle down." There was silence for a while, "You are my father, in fact, where you are, where is my home." ”

Xiao Aotian was a little distracted and didn't know how to answer.

With a cough, Xiao Aotian finally spoke, "Tomorrow... Ling Nan went out of the funeral. ”

Luoxue's eyelids moved, her expression was obscure, but she didn't lose her temper too much, she just nodded and said she knew.

Xiao Aotian sighed, but didn't say anything more.

That night, the snow was gone.

Xiao Aotian and Bai Jinyang's first reaction was that she went to Yue Wangfu, but they rushed over to take a look, but they pounced.

At the moment, the snow is falling in the snow garden.

There was not even a single person in the snow garden, and the lamp held by Luo Xue was like a ghost fire floating in the garden. The blood-red clothes, the loose hair, the pale cheeks, and the flickering candle flame in the hand are actually a little scary if people suddenly see them.

Luo Xue walked in the snow garden without saying a word, walking through every inch of the snow garden, obviously very familiar, but still felt strange, Ling Nan did a very thoughtful job, the snow garden was almost exactly the same as the original, but it was still different after all.

The peach trees in the garden have been reduced to ashes in that fire, and the newly planted ones are only seedlings, Luoxue remembered the peach forest last year, and there was a faint tenderness between her eyebrows, she was stupid at that time, wasn't it, he confessed so obviously, but she didn't hear it.

The texture of the peach tree was dotted on the fingertips, and the falling snow was a little distracted, "Ling Nan, how good it would have been if I had promised you at the beginning, I regret it so much, I should have taken you away, I promised Aunt Qing to take you away, but I didn't do it, Ling Nan, I really regret it, if I took you out of here, you wouldn't..."

At the beginning, regret not at the beginning.

Leaving the snow garden, walking aimlessly on the street in the falling snow, she didn't know where she was going, but she was bored for a long time, and wanted to come out for a walk, there were no pedestrians on the street, only she was dressed in red, and her shadow became very long and lonely under the pull of the moonlight. Suddenly, the snow raised her head, and a familiar plaque came into view.

South Rain Building.

Luoxue looked at this plaque in a daze, it seemed that time and space were staggered in an instant, she was standing here a year ago, happily raising her arms, directing the position of others to place the plaque, in a trance, it seemed that the old things were really repeated, Luoxue could even see the ladder at the door, and the people standing on it laboriously moved the heavy plaque, so many people around, she held a gong, and warmly invited guests.

It's like a silent movie, staged around her, she seems to be still that innocent girl, no worries, no parting.

Luoxue couldn't help but stretch out her hand, but only grabbed a piece of the void, and all the illusions disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving her alone in place, and the long shadow reflected on the ground, laughing at her loneliness and confusion.

Luoxue finally staggered away, how beautiful the memories are, how cruel the reality is, no matter how strong she is, she is a girl after all, not so brave, and has the courage to face the pain that will make her bloody.

Going around and around, the falling snow finally arrived in front of the Yuewang Mansion, this is the last stop she is going to go tonight, the entire Yanjing City, her memories are only three places, the Yuewang Mansion, the South Rain Building, and the Snow Garden.

The hometown is even more timid, and he doesn't dare to ask anyone.

Luoxue looked at the white sail at the door, her body trembled uncontrollably, how many times did she want to push the door in, but she finally withdrew her hand.

It's just that he has already come, and he is reluctant to leave like this, so Luoxue simply avoided the guards and jumped in from the wall.

Yue Wang's Mansion is still brightly lit at the moment, but the lanterns have been changed to white, which is dazzling, hesitated for a moment, and walked to the study with falling snow.

There was no one in the study.

The study was the place where Ling Nan stayed most often before his death, and Luoxue took a deep breath, and he could still smell his smell.

It's just that he's never going to be here again.

Luo Xue put the lamp in her hand on the table, gently lay down on the rosewood chair, closed her eyes like Ling Nan took a nap, her fingers lightly tapped the armrest, and she thought in a trance, maybe he was still here.

Inadvertently stretched out his legs, ran into a hard object, the snow fell in a daze, and he bent down to look at it, and it turned out to be a box.

The lightweight wooden box was slowly opened, and the breath of time came to the face.

A puppet of Winnie the Pooh, a few sheets of Pooh's drawing paper, her off-piano line, and a scroll rolled up.

Luoxue's hand trembled slightly, and she took out the scroll from the box and unfolded it, and finally couldn't hold back her tears, it was the portrait he had drawn for her.

Luo Xue hugged the portrait and lay back in the chair, he was really gone, he had promised her that he would paint her another portrait, but he broke his promise, she couldn't wait any longer.

There was a sudden commotion outside the study, and then Liu Qianqian, who was dressed in a vegetarian dress, pushed the door and entered.

Looking at each other in pairs, Liu Qianqian was shocked, pointing at Luoxue and saying incompletely, "You... How are you, how are you here? ”

Luoxue lowered her eyes, but did not speak, her fingers rubbing the scroll, as if caressing a rare treasure.

Liu Qianqian stopped the people who were about to come in, walked slowly to the table, and looked at the falling snow coldly, but her good-looking eyes were a little sad and decadent at the moment.

Luoxue got up slowly, looking at Liu Qianqian but a little pitiful, Liu Qianqian is not a bad person, even if Qiyue has some holidays with her, but with Luoxue's understanding of her, it can only be said that she is just a spoiled child.

Sighing as if with emotion, Luoxue asked, "What are you going to do in the future?" ”

Liu Qianqian was confused for a moment, but she quickly recovered, still looking cold, "You don't need to worry about this." ”

Luoxue seemed to chuckle, hesitated for a moment, and asked again, "He... What did you leave behind before leaving? ”

Liu Qianqian looked away as if she didn't want to see her again, and finally choked up a little in her voice, "He said that he was sorry for me and sorry for you." After a pause, "Luoxue, I envy you, the person he misses is always you." ”

Luoxue was stunned, and said astringently, "So what, hasn't the person who accompanied him always been you, you envy me, why don't I envy you." ”

Liu Qianqian looked at her with more and more complicated eyes, and after a long time, she turned into a sigh, "Do you want to go and see him?" ”

Luoxue shook her head, "No need. "What's the point of seeing or not seeing, people are already dead, but she is afraid, afraid of seeing his corpse, she is afraid that she will not be able to accept it, at least he is still a living person in memory, how can she face a corpse.