An Ruo'er looked at the calm lake and said to Mo Zifei: "Zifei, you should go down first, I want to be alone for a while." ”

Mo Zifei looked around for a moment and then retreated.

She sat on the ground and tucked her ferret fur coat together, and the white breath she exhaled was clearly visible in the moonlight.

It's almost early winter, and the climate is getting colder and colder. She wanted to lie on the warm floor of the third floor of Ruozhu, wandering on the top of the mountain under the starry sky.

The key was in her purse, but she couldn't go, and she didn't dare to go.

Walking there, she will be overwhelmed with memories.

I pulled my coat together, but I still felt cold.

She waved her hands lightly and hummed lowly:

"The wind was rushing in the evening, and I suddenly remembered

The creek pavilion where the evening return boat is at dusk

In the depths of the lotus flower, there is no way back

……”

She has heard her mother sing this song many times, she has only sung it to Bai Yujie, and she has sung it to Qianxue's mother.

Now, to whom does she sing it?

France

Surewen had already changed into his pajamas, and when he heard the phone, he picked it up.

"Haven't slept so late?" At this time, it should be two or three o'clock in the morning in China.

"Old man Su, where do you guess I am now?"

Su Ruiwen heard her tone, it should have been drunk.

Thinking of calling him, he didn't have to guess, and blurted out: "Su Yuan." ”

"How do you know? I'm sitting on the edge of Egret Lake. She said excitedly.

"Egret Lake is so beautiful, it's like a fairyland. How about you live over there? There is no shadow of her found. ”

"Hmm. Or do you have more of her stuff here? It's not a lot, but it's enough to show that she has lived here, and he feels a lot more comfortable when he falls asleep here.

"I found a painting, one by Chiyuki." Surewen said to her suddenly.

"Here, my biggest joy every day is to stumble upon something related to her." It's like treasure hunting.

An Ruoer's nose was sour for a while, but she "sneered" and laughed at him.

"Old man Su, you really deserve it. I won't sympathize with you. I heard you say that. I don't know how cool it is! ”

Su Ruiwen was not annoyed when he heard her schadenfreude like this.

"What is the content of the painting?" She asked.

"A picture of a solo fisherman in the cold river," he said, "but there is no solo fisherman in the painting, only a fishing rod and a hat." Thousands of mountains hidden in the snow. The light sun shines. ”

An Ruoer listened to this strange "Hanjiang Solo Fishing Map". In his description in three words. The picture came to mind.

"Jiang Qianxue, Su Ruiwen." These two names were muttered in his mouth.

The winter sun shines on the snow, and she actually sees him as the warm sun in her life.

Such an indifferent man?

But if you meet someone who is even more cold and lonely than him. He regarded him as his own warm sun.

An Ruo'er figured this out, and heard Su Ruiwen say to her again on the phone: "I once had a car accident after being drunk, and she asked for a peace charm for me. ”

Listening to his unbearable joy to find these, An Ruoer's sore reaction gradually disappeared, the corners of her lips were faintly hooked, and she also remembered Qianxue's mother.

"Old man Su, sing a song to you, I have only sung it to two people, and you are the third."

She faced the beautiful Heron Lake under the moonlit night, and hummed softly into the phone:

"The wind was rushing in the evening, and I suddenly remembered

The creek pavilion where the evening return boat is at dusk

In the depths of the lotus flower, there is no way back

You clapped your hands and laughed drunkenly, startling the gulls and herons

I only remember your description

The sleeves are dyed green with lotus leaves

A dream of the world, I have passed the clouds,

But I folded chrysanthemums and sent them to autumn, and I only wanted to give them to you

I still remember that the willow-eyed plum cheeks have felt the spring heartbeat

and ashamed to go, but leaning on the door and looking back to smell the green plums

When the curtain rolls the west wind, see you

Lean on the railing

Always look forward to it

Where are the people?

Hopeless

The way back

Since when

The corners of your eyes and eyebrows are dancing for that one person

Jade pillow yarn cupboard put wine after dusk,

I look forward to sending brocade books in the clouds

Now you don't know where the incense soul goes

Who sings for you under the street lamp

One song

Sing the sycamore falling

It's still autumn and it's still lonely

also sighed that the curtain man no longer knows

……”

After the song was hummed, there was no response on the other end of the phone for a long time.

"Old man Su, are you asleep?"

She's about to fall asleep herself.

“…… No. ”

"Hehe, you're crying."

Su Ruiwen had already hung up the phone, and he didn't even say goodbye.

An Ruo'er stuffed her phone back into her pocket, and was about to get up to go back with Mo Zifei, but she suddenly received a heavy blow behind her, her eyes went black, and she fell forward.

When she came to consciousness again, she was caught in the biting cold water.

She struggled desperately, but there was water all around her, except water.

Her body was still falling, falling, cold water squeezing the last of her oxygen into her mouth...... Just as she was about to drown, suddenly, in the freezing cold water, a hand grabbed her.

Her hands and feet were out of control, trying to cling to this last chance of life, but she couldn't exert her strength.

But the moment the hand grasped her, she felt her body being held upstream.

Consciousness sank into dead darkness as she squeezed her brain.

The person who grabbed her first gave her some breath with his lips in the lake.

When they finally broke out of the water, his lips still didn't leave hers.

He gave her a breath in a sip, until her chest began to rise and fall noticeably, and the cold and hard lips and tongue tossed and kissed deeply.

A pair of iron arms also wrapped tightly around her limp body, as if eager to rub her into her own flesh.

In the abyss of cold death, An Ruoer felt as if she had been rescued by a devil.

There was still no boundless darkness in front of me, and my eyes seemed to be blinded by something. But she could feel the hellfire burning in the devil's cold and hard body, as if it was about to burn her together.

The cold and tough demand made her want to push him away and escape from him, but in the boundless darkness and cold and wet, she seemed to be trapped in his world, and she could not choose her own fate except to be held tightly by him.

She finally woke up, but the reality was still like a dream in the abyss of death.

Her body was still trapped in the cold, biting water, but her head could be exposed, and there was no longer cold water pouring into her mouth, and she could breathe air.

The arm that clasped her tightly to prevent her body from sinking into the water, but it was also domineering as if she was swearing some sovereignty, and the lips and tongue that had been occupying her mouth were still churning and demanding......

She felt like centuries of torture before she was finally let go.

Her body gradually lifted away from the water, and she was being carried out of the water, her body paralyzed, and her head was dizzy, and she couldn't tell anything.

He was put on the ground, and the sound of a heron could be heard in his ears.

She knew that she was still in Su Garden, and she was still on the shore of Egret Lake.

But who is this man, and who is he......

The great sense of shame even outweighed the fear she had just faced with death, and she was trembling all over, unable to help herself, but still wanting to kill.

Her body was covered with an overcoat, but the blindfold on her eyes was never untied.

She couldn't see it, a pair of vulture's eyes were fixed on her, because her clothes were already wet with water, so they curved under the covered coat. But even though she was covered by clothes, those eyes seemed to be looking at her naked. (To be continued.) )