In early winter, there is a cool breeze.

Dressed in red, the snow-white skin is exposed like a lotus, the face curtain is like spring makeup, the peach lips are like spring swallows, the autumn eyes are frosty, the snow is condensed, the ice melts with a smile, the green onion plucks the strings, and the two eyes shoot arrows.

Zhu Xie came to her and asked her if she would like to go back to the Red Snow Pavilion, knowing that she was waiting for her here......

knew her hidden identity from Shangguan Qingwan, and also knew that she faked her death (by mistake). During the period when Ye Feng was gone, he was sad and sad for a long time, she was his apprentice, and she was also a person he couldn't forget......

And what about her Master Jiannanxia? There is no mercy at all. Zhu Xie was upset for her, and he didn't understand why she still remembered that master in her heart (when she died, he never came to look at it).

"Old love, what is old love?" Jian Nanxia spit out from his mouth, his indifferent eyes were as cold as ice, and his flat tone and tone all proclaimed a high and cold atmosphere, the fluttering lips, the wrinkled lines crawling at the corners of the eyes on his face, the raised gray tone of the head lines, and the edges and corners that were gradually smoothed out, even revealed a little sharp.

"When she said goodbye, did she leave the teacher to remember her old love?"

"A half-man, a megalomaniacal woman!"

The words of "just ......" came to an abrupt end, he opened his eyes, put aside all the burden of the topic, buried his thoughts, and everything returned to calm. There was no farewell, because there was nothing to keep and be nostalgic for.

After Zhu Xie left, he buried his head downward, as if he had buried all his emotions and dusty past. There are thousands of waves, but that's it, and it's all in vain. Suddenly, tears fell, wrinkles like waves, unveiled the emotions and tears buried in the bottom of his heart, under his nose, it was her efforts, but it was also her hard work, but it was only the sadness of this hard work - he felt the same way today. The time he went mad, and the time he stepped into the ghost gate and faked his death, he realized that it was really really piercing and deep into the bone marrow.

Ten Thousand Arrows Drill Heart......

No one else can share it, and she is the only one who can bear it alone. From start to finish, the cycle repeats.

Bright medlar bones, fiery red. Flaming eyes, fiery swords.

The cool room is given outside, and the wind is clear and the day is warm...... Above the market, the worldly dust, the young man, the silver snow holding the dagger, the Ling Bo microstep, the first moon, the red gauze, the delicate figure, the Shangguan shooting the deer and wanting to return, the stars shifted, the deflection of the Nangong, scattered into a sea of sand.

In the blink of an eye, the face of a familiar young man flashed in the city, he was light and soft, living up to the passing years, the length and the short are gone, floating life, and it is said that everyone is a guest...... He held a sword that deeply pierced Ye Meng's heart, and it cut through the thorns and thorns, and in the dark night, he buried Qiao Nan, and also fell into the abyss with her heart. Why is he so stupid, stupid, stupid...... She called his name in her heart, one by one, Jonan, Jonan, Jonan...... Every time I say a word, it hurts like my heart.

Her eye sockets were already bloodied, and the sores were unbearable.

Her hands clenched tightly until ...... There was a person with an angular scar on his face that came into view, and walked towards Qiao Nan (she thought that the young master of Wuzhuang, Feng Xuanya, was the original Qiao Nan), Ye Meng's hands were slightly sweaty, and he was ready to pull out the sword at any time.

She followed the man closely, following in unison, anxious.

"Stealing chickens and touching dogs...... What kind of hero? Ye Meng vomited quickly, but his heart was pounding, and the sweat in his hand was already wet and sticking to the hilt.

Time came to an abrupt end, and the man with the angular scar ignored it indifferently and continued to move forward......

"Are you looking for that Feng Xuanya?" Ye Meng suddenly grabbed his back shoulder, feeling worried.

"Yes! Little Girl...... I seem to have seen you somewhere before, so it's better to leave this kind of thing alone. He turned and looked intently.

"Alright! None of my business. Ye Meng withdrew his gaze, along with his hand.

"Interesting!" As soon as the person's voice fell, Ye Meng saw that there was no trace in front of him.

Ye Feng stopped contemplating the scene of the mirage in her eyes, and then imagined it carefully, but she couldn't imagine it, her head hurt like a crack, one picture after another shuttled through her mind, every time she paused, she penetrated, she remembered, clearly remembered, after that meeting in the Yellow Forest, Feng Duanya took a compromise step to pick her up from the rain curtain, and the puppet portrait carved for her by himself was cute and fun, as a gift for her eighteenth birthday. As for why he did this, she couldn't remember, and it would be useless to think about it and dwell on it.

She withdrew her eyes, and her shocked face appeared in the teacup, ugly, and she covered it lightly—pretending to be calm.

Just as she got up from the seat on the pavilion, she happened to bump into the dumping boy - Dumping Ran......

He hit her so hard that she was in pain, and she only glanced at it, and she loved her until she died.

The scene she remembered in his mind was only seven seconds, and after that he would never remember her again, as had happened so many times before.

His crisp voice rang in her ears, and she tried not to listen, but it was ringing, and it was haunting her. When she closed her ears, she couldn't hear, she didn't think about it, and she really experienced the great sorrow and sorrow in this world. Don't smell his aroma and breath, don't touch his cheeks and touch his clear eyes, don't think, don't move.

She exhaled deeply, lifted her eyes, and for a moment there was an impulse for her to walk over to him and ask him why he had forgotten her. But—she didn't, and so far she's still a coward, reckless.

But if he doesn't take that step, he'll never ...... She was very entangled in her heart, and just as she was about to take a step, a little guy stopped her.

"Girl, can my son-in-law invite you to a glass of wine?"

"Huh?!" Ye Feng stopped exclaiming and blinked.

The little maid led her forward, Ye Feng stopped her posture and walked to the poor place of water. Odd books

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw his face, and the next moment she touched his gaze, which was shallow, deep or shallow, and seared into her heart. Within the line of sight that stared at each other, there was a dull and slight glimmer on his face. Gradually, her face unconsciously lit up with a red light.

Silently, her ears were red, and her head and neck were frozen in the attic.

The little guy broke the silence - that is, Zhou Yuan, who was pouring water and making her hair small.

"Girl......" Zhou Yuan asked with a grovel of knees.

"What?" Ye Feng stopped looking and said, his eyes at a loss.

On the side, Pouring Water smiled dumbly, his voice was as clear as a sweet spring, but he still didn't get up.

Ye Feng stopped staring straight at the pillar on one side, not daring to look closer.

The voice drifted in my heart, swaying like a shuttle, and gradually ...... Intoxicated.

She looked up, relieved herself, and confided: "......"

But there was no sound.

Pouring water quietly watched her every move, cute and self-aware.

"Girl......" he finally said, "Miss Ye, can you have a drink with me at night?" ”

"Childe, who is your surname?" Ye Feng stopped overjoying and didn't show it.

"Haven't you heard of it?"

"Haha, naturally." Ye Feng stopped and nodded his head.

"Then the appointment is ready, please come to the appointment on time."

"Hmm." As soon as the words fell, a stone sank to the bottom, and her heart was at peace for a moment.

"This is natural, she naturally knows and understands his surname and name, his body and family history." Ye Feng stopped bowing his head and muttered to himself, poured water into the Dao, opened his mouth, and exchanged his head with the little maid, without saying anything to him.

She observed his face, it was extremely clear, and then she immediately moved away.

Pouring water to notice it, he naturally stretched his neck, sat up straight and glanced at him, his eyes were cold.

made Ye Feng pause and suddenly retract his staring gaze.

"Here you go, it's a token!" Ye Feng stopped one step and made two steps to step in front of Shui Ran, and handed over something, that touch, that temperature, extremely hot and gentle.

"......" poured water and was puzzled, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Seeing this thing is like seeing a person." Ye Feng stopped, "What if you forget me, I'll ...... the next day"

As soon as she said this, she was heartbroken, but he didn't know this fact.

He noticed that at that moment, she clenched her hands and leaned against her chest, as if she felt a dull pain.

But in a second, he was reduced to indifference, still indifferent, looking at this cold and lonely situation.

The light in and in the sockets of his eyes dimmed, like a dead riverbed.

As if there had never been a scene before, such absurdity was ineffable to ponder with it, in his heart.

At that moment, in an instant, between the attics, in the corridors of the pavilions, the green trees, red flowers, and yellow leaves suddenly dimmed.

He was overwhelmed for a moment, she thought, and forgot about her.

A tear trickled down to the bottom of her heart and threw it into the nine heavens, which is the cause and fruit she planted.

She stood still, looking at this bizarre and absurd scene, just like the white-robed boy in front of her, and finally she stepped out, her heart shook and unstable, and she went down the stairs, her heart was so heavy that she couldn't breathe, and she was about to burst into tears, but she never did, as if she was stuck.

The little girl and the white-robed boy stared at her and left, not knowing what to do......