Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are majestic, proud of snow and frost, and all things are dry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the mountain hut, the smell of medicine penetrates into people's noses, stimulates every inch of people's nerves, the head is like a thunderbolt, the painful breathing is difficult, the whole body is soft, and there is no strength to lift up.

The wing-like eyelashes fluttered, and the heavy eyelids finally opened as the sunlight penetrated the thin window, and the sunlight fell on the pale cheeks, and the skin was white to transparent.

With blurred pupils and blank eyes, the eye is a spacious bamboo house, with simple and comfortable decoration, and everything you need.

The sound of coughing overflowed the lip flap, each sound was like holding sand, as the cough aggravated, the memory of grief gradually recovered, the confused black eyes swelled with bone-eating pain, the dry corners of the eyes were like tears, and the thin chest rose and fell violently, as if unable to bear the grief, and the throat was like a small beast.

Zhen Yue sat up with difficulty, she was weak and couldn't resist the sudden headache, and fell to the ground with a bang.

At the same time, the closed door was anxiously pushed open from the outside, the footsteps were messy, and he half-ran in front of Zhen Yue and hurriedly helped her up.

She fell to the ground panting, seeing the green velvet boots in front of her, her eyes were happy, and she looked a little crazy, and when she raised her head to see the person who came, tears welled up again, and her eyes were full of loss.

"Yue'er, get up quickly, it's cold on the ground!" Fu Ziran's jaw was covered with green scum, his cheeks were sunken, and he was so thin that he was oozing, and he was even more ecstatic to see Zhen Yue wake up.

Zhen Yue rolled her unfocused eyes, weakly pushed Fu Ziran away, the insignificant strength was not a deterrent at all, seeing that Fu Ziran insisted on not letting go, and I didn't know where the strength came from, she leaned over, violently broke away from Fu Ziran's hands, and fell to the ground again.

She dragged her legs and wandered her gaze, not letting go of every corner, as if she was looking for something very important.

Fu Ziran was in a hurry, forcibly picked her up, and said angrily: "Why do you not cherish yourself so much, do you know that you have been in a coma for a month!" It's cold on the ground, you just woke up, you can't get cold at all, do you know ......? The strong man choked suddenly.

Zhen Yue was frightened by his cry for a moment, stared at him in confusion, tears fell down, and shook her head: "What about Bei Mo Ling?" I've been holding him, why is he gone? Where is he? ”

She cried and pushed away Fu Ziran, climbed on the edge of the bed, and crawled to the corner, under the table, under the bed, she didn't let go at the moment, how could a tall and straight man hide in a small corner? All she knew was looking for him.

Fu Ziran looked at her pitiful appearance like a madman, and felt distressed, holding her thin body to stop her from continuing her futile search.

"Yue'er! Stop it! ”

"Let go of me!" She was held in her arms by Fu Ziran and cried, "Brother...... Elder brother...... What about Bei Mo Ling...... I can not find him. Suddenly, she raised her head suddenly, her sad tears suddenly widened, her nose moved lightly, she smelled a trace of smoke, grabbed Fu Ziran's clothes, and said loudly: "Did you cremate him?" ”

"Yue'er, calm down!"

"Calm down? How calm am I! Why save me! The tip of her nose was the lingering smell of smoke, and she could even see the flames running through the window, from the confusion of waking up to the shattering of hope, the uncontrollable collapse, "Why...... Why don't you let me be buried with him...... You will return it to me ....... "Coughing violently.

"Yue'er, calm down! Brother please! Please....... ”

"He's waiting for me...... Wait....... Gasping violently, the darkness in front of him fell into a coma again, and his pale face was covered with tears of despair.

"Yue'er ......." Fu Ziran hugged the unconscious Zhen Yue and cried bitterly.

Wrapped in winter and cold wind.

When Zhen Yue woke up again, it was already early the next morning, and she did not alarm Fu Ziran, who was tired and sleeping by the bedside, but quietly left alone.

She didn't know where it was, but she climbed the steep rocks and climbed the mountains, and although the road was rugged, there was a fairly smooth path for people to walk, and it must have been someone who climbed the mountain every day, so such a path was formed.

After practicing martial arts all year round, he was in a coma for a month, and at first he was out of breath when he walked, but after a little adaptation, his steps began to become neat.

She climbed to the top of the mountain, stood in the wind, wearing only a light gauze skirt, the wind was cold, blowing her dress drumming, the green silk danced in the wind, she seemed to not know the cold, and her eyes looked at the mountains under her feet.

The cold winter has arrived, a thin snow has just fallen, everything is depressed, and the endless mountain peaks are lightly covered in snow, like her pale face.

She slowly closed her eyes, a tear slipped across her trembling cheeks, she thought that losing faith, losing attachment, and being betrayed layer by layer was already the most painful in her life, but it was less than one ten-thousandth of the pain of losing Beimo Ling's heart.

She felt that she had lost the only pillar of her life, Biluo Huangquan, and she just wanted to follow him away.

The right foot was slowly raised, hanging in the air, under her feet was the bottomless craggy peak, she didn't know why she was still alive when she jumped off Hengshan, the turbulence of the Rongjiang River didn't know how many people's lives had been swallowed, and she had no heart to analyze these details.

Just as he was about to jump down, he heard a trembling shout behind him, which was very gentle.

"Yue'er ......."

The voice was too gentle, as if she was afraid of frightening her, she turned her head to look, and saw Fu Ziran stretching her arms to her with red eyes.

"Yue'er...... Shrewd...... Come to my brother. ”

Zhen Yue shook her head: "Brother, I'm sorry, I can't let him wait for me, he's waited too hard for me in his life......." ”

"Yue'er, you heard my brother say, you come over first, things are not as bad as you think......

Zhen Yue interrupted crying: "He's dead...... There is no worse ....... He turned his head and looked at it resolutely, and his body was already moving forward.

"Yue'er! He's not dead! Fu Ziran ran over with a loud roar, hugged the stunned Zhen Yue between the lightning and flint, and fell heavily to the ground, panting heavily.

Zhen Yue was shocked, her dead eyes flashed with surprise, like a dead branch in the desert, grasping the only source, and trembling: "What did you say, he didn't die?" Not dead? Yes, you just said you weren't dead! ”

The tip of her nose was red from cold, the corners of her eyes were full of tears, she laughed and cried, like an idiot, kept repeating Fu Ziran's words, and suddenly, she staggered to her feet and ran down the mountain like a child.

"Yue'er! Why are you going? ”

Zhen Yue didn't look back, her footsteps were like flying, and her voice was indescribable ecstasy, "I'll go find him." ”

"Yue'er, listen to me......."

Fu Ziran shouted anxiously, and in the blink of an eye, he couldn't see Zhen Yue's figure, and Zhen Yue didn't give him time to explain at all.

When Fu Ziran rushed back to the bamboo house, Zhen Yue was like a headless fly, helplessly looking outside the yard and in the house, gradually crying, hearing the footsteps behind her, she turned her head and yelled at Fu Ziran: "You lie to me!" You lied to me! Where is he! ”