"If it weren't for this---" Red Lotus lowered her head in despair, if it weren't for this, she wouldn't have been moved by the Night Fire, if it wasn't for the Love, she wouldn't have softened her heart towards the Night Fire Master at the beginning, and the Night Fire Master would not be the infant spirit's opponent at all. And now she won't be in such a situation.

Everything was not as expected.

In her life, she broke into a teenager so hard, this teenager is so simple, ignorant, but so kind.

In that year, he warmed his heart with his heart.

It's just weird, fate makes people.

If he had shown up a little earlier, maybe she wouldn't have committed a heinous crime.

If he had appeared a little later, maybe she wouldn't have been moved by him.

In this world, God always loves to play tricks on people.

The snowflakes in the sky are still drifting, gradually covering the earth with a layer of white, as if to bury all the sins.

"Nightfire - why didn't I meet you sooner?" Honglian raised her head, and her scarred face showed the smile that had made the night fire disappear for a long time.

The smile was so familiar, so familiar that it appeared in his mind every day and every night.

The smile was so strange, as if it hadn't been seen in centuries.

Honglian's body fell down softly, and Yehuo subconsciously caught her, and her pale fingertips gently touched Yehuo's fiery lips: "You're so warm." It's warm enough for the ice to melt and for sin to be hidden—to be wiped out. ”

Honglian's hand hung down weakly after all, and her eyes were closed forever.

In the end, she lost, but not to anyone, but to her own heart. She was perfectly capable of killing Nightfire, but several times, he couldn't do it-

Infant Spirit-

What was she going to do with that thing?

Even she doesn't remember herself.

It's just that in the last memory, in my mind, all I can clearly see is the smiling face of the young man back then.

How nice -

How nice it would be if Yiqiē could go back, go back to that time, and let time freeze forever in that moment!

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

In the courtyard of the ghostly spirit, two people slept for a long time, and four people were sad.

Goodbye, Silver Eyes.

Bluegrass closed his eyes, and his last wish was to see him again.

It's just that she still didn't have the strength to turn around in the end, she didn't have the strength to hold on to the warmth of the silver pupils. He had said that he would warm her cold body for her - but now, he really couldn't cover it anymore.

Goodbye, Nightfire.

When Honglian closed her eyes, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Being able to die in the arms of her loved ones is already a great happiness for her.

God made a big joke on her, so that she was in suffering since she was born, and countless hatreds were bred in her heart, so she wanted to cultivate a baby spirit and make all those who were sorry for her pay a terrible price.

It's just that God gave her a dark childhood, and went to give her such a warm lover.

Strange-

Who is to blame?

Is it that she doesn't know how to cherish, or did they meet too late?

Time cannot be reversed, and she can only smile at Jiuquan.

Tears, mixed with snow.

It's so cold.

Ziyi stood in the courtyard in a daze, looking at the mess all over the ground. The blue grass that is always silent and ignored is now really sleeping-

"Kaoru-Kaoru-" choked in his throat, and the great sadness made people feel that even the falling snow was warm.

Because the body is so cold!

Duanmu Kaoru sighed lightly, and at this time, he couldn't say comforting words anymore.

In this world, the only irreversible thing is that people cannot be resurrected after death.

Holding the corpse of Blue Grass, Silver Pupil stood up from the ground, and he staggered to his room, step by step. He was going to take Bluegrass to a warm place.

She hated the coldness of her body so much.

He wants to take her with him and give her eternal warmth.

And the night fire gently held the body of the red lotus in his arms.

She once said that he was the light in her darkness. So, no matter what, he hoped that he would still be able to guide her out of the darkness.

Once, two men who stood up to the sky and the earth have now become so fragile.

Ziyi found that when she came to this world, the words she heard the most turned out to be-

Why didn't I meet you sooner?

In this world, it turns out that it is not too early or too late, it is not easy. One step earlier, is to miss. One step later is a fault. Life is always imperfect, and the pain caused by this imperfection is so unforgettable.

Why don't people who love each other end up together? Why don't those who make mistakes get salvation before they make mistakes? If everyone had a period of happiness, would there be no more sin in this world? There are a lot less meaningless joys and sorrows.

……

"Are you really leaving?"

Early the next morning, when Yintong and Nightfire found Ziyi to say goodbye, Ziyi really couldn't tell how she felt in her heart.

They are all outliers in this world, coming from all directions, crossing countless obstacles, and living together for many years. Now, there is a situation where people are separated from each other.

There was a touch of pain in Ziyi's heart, and the pain was so obvious.

"Can't you stay?" She bit her lip and told her last words.

"Ziyi, go on happily with Kaoru." Silver Hitomi shook her head gently, "I'm going to take the blue grass and find a warm place to sleep with her." ”

"Don't do anything stupid, Bluegrass won't want you like this!" Ziyi looked at Yintong, but saw a dead silence in Yintong's eyes.

This dead silence was so terrifying, so terrifying that it made Ziyi's body tremble slightly.

She knew—it was useless to say anything now.

What is the use of a dead heart?

The Walking Dead, life is better than death.

"Nightfire—are you going too?" The unruly man at the beginning, who was a hooligan, can no longer see his vitality, and his whole face seems to have aged for decades overnight.

"She's struggled with pain all her life, and I wasn't good enough to find out early enough. After all, I still lost her. If I hadn't held my poor self-esteem, if I hadn't chosen to leave, maybe now, she wouldn't be alone to bear all the hatred. Chasing the root cause, the death of the master, and the hatred of the red lotus are all because of me alone. Yehuo lowered his head, and the man didn't flick his tears when he had tears, but he was so useless that he shed a night of tears, so that his eyes were so dry that he couldn't shed a single tear anymore.

Covered with snow, the entire capital is covered in this purest white.