The silence in the cave was terrifying, only the sound of fingers tapping lightly on the stone case, chaotic, but the sound was chiseled into Wuge's heart.

Ten fingers clenched into fists, knuckles faintly white, long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, she held back the resentment and fear in her heart, but she didn't know that her trembling shoulders had already betrayed her.

Dong Yan narrowed his eyes: "Are you afraid of me?"

For a long time, no one responded.

He looked displeased, and his gaze swept around, and finally landed at the mouth of the cavern, which was covered with dead vines.

There are two bamboo baskets under the rock wall, which seem to have never been moved.

The slender fingers moved slightly, the two bamboo baskets were overturned at the same time, and the food and wine were scattered all over the ground...

"Why don't you eat?"

I couldn't hear the emotion, but the temperature around me dropped sharply, and the stone couch under me was like an ice cave, and the biting cold invaded the body.

Wu Ge guessed, she must have him off.

Followed by the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, Dongyan stepped closer to the stone couch and sat down.

A burst of dark incense hit, like the afterglow of sandalwood burning: "You don't reply, are you asleep, or..."

Her chest suffocated suddenly, and there was a bony hand on Wuge's snow-white neck—Dongyan choked her throat.

He leaned over her cheek, narrowed his eyes and said, "If you want to die, it's not that easy." The remaining hand took the plain yarn belt that Wuge put on the couch, circled it around his fingertips a few times, and made a gesture to tear it open.

"I'd like to see how important he is to you. ”

The words were about to fall, Wu Ge realized something, opened his eyes suddenly, groped his hands to his waist randomly, touched Dong Yan's cold hand, and hurriedly retracted.

A low sneer sounded, and Dongyan raised his eyebrows: "It turns out that I didn't fall asleep." ”

He let go of his hands and stepped aside, looking at her coldly.

The humiliation and resentment reached the top, and Wuge's eyes reddened, and she sat up straight, glaring at the man, "What do you want?"

"Do I want to do whatever I want?" he turned around, walked to the stone table and sat down, and raised his hand on the stone bench beside him, "I want you to come and sit down next to me." ”

He looked up and looked at Wuge defiantly.

The stone case is located two steps away from the stone couch, the cold pool is on the edge of the mouth of the cave, there is no sharp weapon in the hole, the afterglow of the corner of the eye of the song falls on the overturned bamboo basket, and a trace of cold light flashes in the basket...

"I'm a little hungry. Wuge got up and straightened the veil on his body.

Faced with Wuge's sudden hunger, Dongyan nodded with a slight smile: "Come on, prepare some food." ”

"No need. Wuge walked quickly to the rock wall and lifted the bamboo basket: "There are still some dry food." ”

"It's fine. Dong Yan smiled and stared at her motionlessly.

Inside the bamboo basket are also a few naan cakes and... A pocket knife.

Wuge put her hand into the basket, pretending to take the cake, and put the knife into her sleeve quietly, and when she lowered her head, she saw the fish ball soup sprinkled on the ground, and the dull pain in her heart almost suffocated her.

He's gone, he can't shed tears, and he can't sing to remind himself.

Suddenly, a phantus flashed at the entrance of the cave, passing from the corner of Wuge's eyes.

Wuge's body stiffened, and the figure of that person... It's inexplicably familiar.

"Master, the meal is ready. Shangguan Wan'er walked out of the shadows at the mouth of the cave, her delicate face expressionless.

It turned out to be her.

"Good. Dong Yan didn't even glance at Shangguan Wan'er, he held his cheek with one hand, and his faint eyes never deviated from Wuge's body by half a point: "Give her the things, you can retreat." ”

At this time, a slight wave suddenly rolled up in the cold pool, and a ball of bubbles surged up at the spring, and the muffled sound of 'gurgling' was very strange in this quiet cave.

Dong Yan turned around and took a look.

Shangguan Wan'er happened to hand the bamboo basket to the singer at this moment, and at the same time, stuffed something in her palm...

"Master, I'll step back first. Shangguan Wan'er bowed back respectfully, and her figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Dong Yan turned around to look at Wu Ge, and saw her walking towards the stone case with a bamboo basket on her shoulder.

"I didn't expect that your Xuanmen Pavilion is really a mixed place. She lifted the bamboo basket, and the steaming heat came out of the basket, and the fragrance was fragrant.

She pinned her sideburns behind her ears, revealing a delicate and beautiful side face, and brought out the same dishes and placed them on the table: "The food shop in Chishui Lane is also your eyeliner." "A bowl of delicious and tempting fish ball soup in my hand, with a few oily flowers floating on it, makes people's appetite move.

Dong Yan took the bowl from her hand and raised his eyebrows to look at her: "I remember that you loved Qin Huai's craftsmanship for ten minutes, and when you left Chishui Lane, you asked him for the recipe. ”

"Indeed, Lao Qin's craftsmanship is a pity to stay in that deep alley. ”

Wuge picked up the bowl, blew it, tasted the tender and elastic fish balls, and sighed: "It's still the old taste." ”

The woman in front of her suddenly talked more, and she was like two people with a sad face, Dong Yan saw it in her eyes, but she smiled at the corner of her mouth: "You should know why I came tonight." ”

"Why?" a pair of eyes looked at him through the mist.

"I know you already know, he's not dead. Her long narrow eyes met her, and her voice was low and hoarse.

Wuge's body stiffened, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into rubble.

"But I still have to advise you, no song, you and him are not all the way. ”

Wuge's heart suddenly rose uneasy, the kind of uneasiness that was seen through at a glance.

In her bones, she was very afraid of the evil man in front of her.

The corners of Dong Yan's mouth hooked up a smile, and he glanced meaningfully at the mouth of the cave: "If you don't believe it, I'll take you to a place, and then you will know that the ink star is as light as a feather to you." ”

I don't know when, Dong Yan came behind Wuge, put his cold hand on her shoulder, her body suddenly became very light, and the footsteps were very heavy, sounding from all directions, and the scene in front of her suddenly changed.

Walking through the dark corridor, Wuge knelt in the brightly lit temple, the blinding light coming from all corners, pulling her shadow diagonally and casting it to the ground.

———

The ancient Buddha in front of him is compassionate, his eyes are lowered, and the thousand-petal lotus under the Buddha's seat is slowly blooming, circle after circle, like reincarnation endlessly.

Wuge's breathing became rapid, and fragments flashed in her mind, and those fragmented memories were like beads with broken threads, popping up left and right, shouting at her.

"No song, the Buddha is watching you. Dong Yan was dressed in a black robe, standing in a dazzling white light, like ink spots on rice paper, which could not be ignored.

Wuge was stunned, looked up, and met the compassionate gaze - the ancient Buddha opened his eyes and was looking at her.

What followed was Dongyan's deep and vast voice, which burrowed into Wuge's mind.

"You and him, after all, are not all the way. ”

In a trance, the warm appearance of Mo Xing in Wuge's mind changed into a face, and his star-like eyes were dyed blood, hideous and distorted.

"I don't know what you're talking about, don't say it!" she screamed for no reason.

"You know, how could you not know?"

Dongyan's voice flickered far and near, revealing endless bewitchment, making people willing to sink: "Wuge, what you remember, the ethereal peak was frozen for thousands of miles, and the sky was full of snow, and you were still in infancy at that time..."

Suddenly, there were many voices around, as if they were playing.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vast white snowfield, towering snow-capped mountains, and ice-carved buildings that do not melt all year round.

The baby in swaddling clothes blushed and was in the warm embrace of a spring, and heard the man and woman in his ears laugh and say, "It's a girl." ”

"Nice girl, caring. ”

......

Then the picture turned, the swaddling baby grew up, babbling, staggering with short legs and playing with the teenagers and girls in front of him, falling to the ground with a thud, raising his head, and his immature little face was full of tears.

In the ice and snow, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, and someone was playing the kite not far away.

The man smiled and turned his head: "Don't make trouble, beware of hurting your sister." ”

......

The girl has learned to walk, with bright eyes, a pink face, and a little person like ice carving.

Wrapping around the young man's feet like a fart, he pestered: "You want to see the snow! Brother, take me there!"

The young man frowned impatiently: "The snow in the sky, just look at it, why do you have to take you there?"

The girl pointed to the mountains in the distance unrelentingly: "I want to see the snow falling from the trees!"

Xu couldn't stand the repeated entanglement of the girl, and the young man hugged the girl, his body was as light as a wild goose, and he flew towards the mountain.

When I reached the top of the mountain, I kicked on the ancient tree with its branches, and the pink flowers on the tree fell like snow.

"I'm satisfied. The boy glanced at the corners of his mouth, looking impatient.

"Satisfied!" the girl was overjoyed, jumping up on her short legs and clapping her little hands.

......

In the end, the picture freezes in the snow.

Blood, red, dazzling, blooming like plums, soaking the ice slag on the ground, seeping down, rippling open.

The white earth was stained red with blood, and the eyes were devastated.

Those people stopped laughing or making trouble, and lay lifeless on the ground.

The white snow fell, covering layer by layer.

It didn't take long for the trees on the top of the mountain to wither, and the small pink flowers never bloomed again.

———

His eyes never closed, and his chest seemed to be frozen by the flying snow, suffocating to the point of suffocation.

Warm tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and rolled into his clothes, burning Wuge.

"No song, ethereal peaks extinct, the throne is frozen, you see it, they never go far, they have always been buried in the depths of your memory. Dongyan's voice is like a pot of warm wine in winter, always attracting those who walk through the ice and snow.

Wuge was the same, her body weakened, and she leaned on Dongyan's leg in a distraction.

Dong Yan leaned down and approached her: "I said it, Mo Xing is dyed with you, not all the way, and now you are credible?"

His name suddenly pierced the numb heart, and Wuge bounced up like a frightened bird: "No!"

"No?" Dong Yan smiled, "Do you know who wiped out the Zero Clan?"

He took Wuge's trembling hand and broke her clenched palm.

The small note had been crumpled by her grip, but the handwriting on it was clearly visible - ink star dye, not dead.

"The Zero Clan, in fact, was wiped out by the Protoss. Dong Yan turned over Wuge's body and looked at her, his dark eyes like a whirlpool.

He pulled the note out of the singerless singer and tore it to shreds in front of her: "And he is a member of the Protoss. ”

Dong Yan raised his hand, and the confetti in his palm fell from the air, like the ethereal snow......