Three years later. winter

In the Mengdong season, the heavy snow covers the path under the mountain peak, and the strange boulders at the mountain gate are also covered with snow.

Snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, covering the eaves of the valley layer upon layer, only showing a few corners, and the mountains in the distance were covered in silver, and the world was vast and pure.

The mountain is quiet, the heart is like stopping water, there are bursts of bells from the attic of the distant mountain, and the aftermath is lingering, and the mind is quiet.

On the steps in front of a pavilion house in the valley, there was a man in fluttering clothes, wearing a white plain clothes cannon, his hair was half-tied up with a bamboo hairpin, and his hair like ink hung down behind him, and his bony fingers were holding the stove, his posture was leisurely and elegant, and his eyes were far-reaching looking at the heavy snow, like a fairy wind.

Suddenly, a snowflake danced in the air in various postures, or flying, or circling, or falling straight and fast, gently falling between the man's eyebrows, seeing his face, still quiet and distant, extraordinary and lonely, warm as jade and light and windy, fairy, lonely and cold.

"I always don't listen to what I say, and I'm still cold here." There was a hint of worried reproach in his gentle voice, and then a ferret cloak was attached to the man's shoulder, and the white velvet ferret fur was tufted around his neck, making him even more noble and elegant.

The man closed his gaze, turned his head and said with a smile: "The snow in the valley is the most beautiful this year." "The voice is gentle and long, magnetic.

"No matter how beautiful you are, you can't ignore your body like this." The woman reached out and gathered the cloak for the man, dissatisfied.

She was also dressed in a white robe, with a light blue mink fur cloak behind her, her skin was like fat, her eyebrows were like green smoke, and thousands of green silks were draped, only tied with a green hairband, with a few scatters, and her temperament was elegant and dusty.

"This quiet and peaceful beauty naturally needs to be appreciated more, and I am afraid that I will not be able to see it if I want to see it in the future." The man looked at the snowy scenery in the distant mountains, his eyes were light, and his heart was full of emotion.

"How can you not see it? If you want to see it, you can come back anyway. The woman's voice was clear, with a hint of sorrow.

The man held the stove in one hand, stretched out the other, and caught the snow, the snowflakes turned invisible in the warm palm, and his eyes fell on a plum tree in the corner of the house, and the snow-covered flowers leaked a little red, and the man muttered:

"Snow is like plum blossoms, plum blossoms are like snow.

Seemingly and unseemly, it is amazing.

Annoying flavor, who knows?

Please ask for the month of the South Building.

I remember last year, the plum season.

No one talks about old things.

For whom is drunk and for whom is awake?

To this day, I still hate to part.

The woman's eyes beside her became heavier, and she said softly after a while: "I really hope we can always be like before." ”

Looking at the man's side face, there was an indescribable affection in his eyes.

The man smiled lightly, making the sun and moon dull, "Qianyin, you know what I live for." ”

The woman who was called a shallow voice narrowed her affectionate gaze, a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes fell on the person who came slowly at the gate of the mountain, and said lightly: "She is here." ”

There was a sudden flash of light in the man's faint gaze.

In front of the valley gate, Pearl Shen followed behind Elder Yuan with one foot and one foot shallow, running left and running from time to time, jumping right, and then holding a handful of snow, the warm palms suddenly became cold and cold, and the snowflakes suddenly fell one after another, and she couldn't close her mouth with joy.

She came from the southern part of the sand in the Western Barbarian Desert, where the yellow sand was all day long, and it was so turbid that she couldn't distinguish between heaven and earth, and she was uncomfortable every day by the misty wind and sand, and she came with the elders of the tribe.

It was the first time she had seen snow, and it was also the first time she knew that there was such a white snow scene besides the yellow sand, and all the way she was like that cheerful bird, and the smile on her face was bright and open.

Elder Yuan glanced at her faintly, stroked his gray beard and asked, "Pearl, you like snow very much." ”

Pearl lifted the hem of her skirt, pouted and looked back at him, and replied happily with a raised face: "I like it, I like it very much, here is ten times more beautiful than Shannan, no, it is a hundred times more beautiful." ”

"It's snowy in the winter, and in the spring, it's full of flowers, and you'll be able to see it in the future." Elder Yuan said to her.

Pearl suddenly stopped running, turned around and said seriously: "In the future?" Will we be here for a long time? ”

Elder Yuan did not answer her.

Pearl in the distance saw the man in the snowstorm, he stood under the eaves of the attic, the white ferret cloak covered his body and most of his face, his face was pale and contrasted with the snow, and the colorful figure made the bright and moving beauty beside him lose his brilliance.

Pearl didn't know why she used the word "multifaceted" to describe a man, but she really thought he looked great in the pale snow.

In the cover of snowflakes, it seems lonely and clear.

"Pearl, go and say hello." Elder Yuan admonished.

Pearl obediently hurriedly lifted the hem of her skirt and trotted forward, and the snow fell all over her head.

When she ran to the bottom of the steps of the pavilion, her shoes and skirt were mostly wet, and she suddenly remembered that she hadn't asked Elder Yuan what to call this man, but when she looked back, she saw Elder Yuan standing far away from where she was, not moving an inch.

The distance was not too far, dozens of steps apart, the heavy snow made her a little unable to see clearly, she anxiously waved at Elder Yuan, and said in a loud voice: "Elder Yuan, come over quickly." ”

But Elder Yuan still didn't move, but just said to her: "Pearl, you will stay here in the future, and that son will be your master." ”

Master? Pearl looked at Elder Yuan with a blank face, before leaving, Elder Yuan just said that he would take her to visit his old friend's Zhishi Wind Valley, why did he tell her that this person was her master now, Pearl felt that it was not good in his heart.

Elder Yuan didn't say much, turned and left.

Pearl raised her legs to chase after her, but was pulled in by the first-class wide white sleeves and bumped into a warm and sturdy embrace, and her somewhat cold body instantly became warm.

She struggled hard, but to no avail, she had to watch Elder Yuan's vague figure slowly disappear into the snow.

Although Shanan is always covered with yellow sand, not as beautiful as here, but it is her home, there is everything she is familiar with, how can she not go back, the more she thinks about it, the more aggrieved she feels, so she simply opened her mouth and bit this person's arm fiercely.

The man didn't let go, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said a little angrily, "Settle down." ”

The man was very tall, and the pearl only reached his chest, just enough to hear his heartbeat, sonorous and powerful, but her heart was empty.

A burst of good-smelling Mo Lanxiang came to her face against the cold wind, which immediately reassured her, and stopped without warning, and for some reason, she felt very familiar with the Mo Lanxiang on the man's body.

Then the man saw that she was not making a fuss, and that he was much more relieved, so he let go of his clamped arm, and Pearl retreated several steps away as if he had been released.

"Why did you call Pearl this ......?" the man muttered in a low voice, his gaze on her with a little tenderness.

Pearl didn't know what to say for a moment, so she didn't say anything, just stared at him with big round eyes.

As for why she is called a pearl, she doesn't know why, maybe her father took it, maybe it's because of the pearl plum on her face.

As for why there is a pearl plum on her face, she can explain this, Elder Yuan said that when she went out before, she met wolves in the desert and was scratched by wolves, so in order to block the scar, she tattooed a pearl plum on her face.

She doesn't remember anything before, Elder Yuan said that it was because of the attack of the wolves that caused her to lose her memory, and Elder Yuan often told her that the past is not important, the important thing is the present, but she always feels that the past is very important to her, and every time she recalls, she has a headache, and she no longer thinks about it after a long time.

The man's white and slender hand took Pearl's hand, his fingers were as slender as bamboo, and he gently put the stove in Pearl's hand, and suddenly a burst of warmth hit.

"From now on, your name will be Yunmeng."

"Yunmeng? Why? Pearl asked curiously, raising her head.

The man smiled shallowly, "Because my name is Yun Shen and I am your master." ”