Chen's figure immediately crossed to the vicinity of the person who had attracted countless ghosts, and saw that the ghosts around him showed their cruel sharp teeth and opened their bloody mouths, and were slowly advancing. Dust saw that it was a girl who attracted these ghosts. She was now slumped on the ground, her hair invisible in the night, leaning against the wall, her head buried deep in her knees, her body trembling.

"Girl?" Dust's heart flickered, couldn't it be the person he was looking for, but before Dust could confirm it, the ghosts around him seemed to be impatient, and they frantically pounced on the girl's body like hungry ghosts. The little girl seemed to sense a cold wind blowing, as if the waves were about to swallow up a small island, and she looked up in horror to see patches of green eyes of terror rushing towards her, and she was so frightened that she forgot to utter the wail that people so commonly want to make. Time seemed to have stood still, as if frozen in eternity, and she could only stare at it and do nothing.

Maybe, this is fate, right? She smiled bitterly in her heart, it turned out that what those people said was true, when a person is facing death, time will really become very slow, you can think at will, look through your own not long memory, that is also happy, happy.

Grandpa, are you okay? While worrying about grandpa, a face appeared in her heart, and with gentleness, she handed her the not bright roses in her hand: "These roses, for you." Two blush flashed across her face. She would just go out into the field with her grandfather every day to pick some roses, because she had seen many boys pay a lot of money for roses and give them to the girls they loved. She thought that if she could pick some roses and sell them, she might be able to relieve her grandfather's stress for a while...... The girl just had such an idea in mind, but she had no idea that the wild roses had thorns on their bodies, and her hands were covered with blood when she first picked them, and many hairy little thorns pierced deep into her soft skin, and it hurt. But she didn't cry because she knew what patience was.

She also didn't know that roses would wither quickly, and if they didn't take care of it, they would soon wither. Although she carefully cut off the thorns one by one with worn-out scissors, and carefully arranged them, hoping to find a time to sell them all—who would want to spend money on a few wilting roses?

And most importantly, she didn't know what day she saw the boy give the girl roses. It is Valentine's Day on February 14 every year.

Spring is going to autumn, and the harsh winter has arrived. Heavy snow comes to the city every year, and she stands in the snow, wrapped in a few faded roses in her bag. At this moment, she felt like in the story that her grandfather told her, a little girl who lit a match, and another in the winter......

She wanted to set all the roses on fire, so that perhaps she could see what she was looking forward to.

She stepped forward, pulled the man in the black coat, tried again and asked in a low voice, "Do you need to buy flowers?"

"It's only ten dollars......"

"I bought it. The man said to her with a smile.

She swore that in this life, except for her grandfather, there was absolutely no one who made her feel anything moved. But the man in front of him, he said he was willing?

......

"These roses, for you. The sudden words caught her a little off guard, and she didn't even have time to disperse but the joy of getting a hundred yuan, the deer in her heart suddenly crashed. In a panic, she wanted to run away, but before that, she shyly told him her name: "My name is Wu Yun! remember my name!" Seeing him stunned, she turned her face away and couldn't help but laugh in her heart. She had never laughed so happily like this one day in the world, even though no one had seen it.

"Brother, maybe, I won't see you again, right?" Memories are like water in the palm of your hand, and there will always be a time when they run out. The girl silently closed her eyes as she faced the tide of ghosts that were surging towards her.

Suddenly, a black figure stood in front of her, like a stone of great tenacity suddenly standing in the middle, and even a fierce tide could not wash the stone away!

Dust gathered all of his power into his palms, then thrust it out and slammed it down on them. The sea of ghosts seemed to be out of his control, and the dense ghosts around him were instantly knocked into the invisible darkness by the dust, knocking out countless holes in the surrounding buildings, or they were still flying in the air, unable to fall for a long time. There was an extra path for the two of them to escape, and without saying a word, he quickly grabbed the little girl's hands and put her on his shoulder. Before the girl could react, he suddenly exploded at an alarming speed, and before the ghosts could regroup, he was going to take her out of the place.

It's not that he can't keep fighting, it's that he can't guarantee the girl's life.

Furthermore, the reason why he didn't use spatial teleportation was that he hadn't comprehended this stage yet. So he could only quickly flee the place with the girl.

Seeing that their prey was gone, the ghosts were simply angry with their consciousness, and they immediately stopped hiding the greed in their eyes and surged madly in their direction.

The girl opened her eyes and looked blankly at the man who was close to her. The snow brushed his hair, the breeze blew across his face, even though it was extremely dark, but because of the proximity, she could still see the man who saved her. It's him.

She would never admit her mistake, until the last second of death, she was still thinking about him, but it was only a few hours of separation, and she would not forget the face with a faint smile, the big brother who gave her the flowers back, it was him, there was nothing wrong.

She brushed his face with her small, slightly cold hand, with some disbelief. Dust felt a slight coolness on his face, lowered his head, and looked at the girl in his arms. Is it her? For some reason, he actually had a feeling of letting go of his heart, and the violence that was entwined in his heart seemed to fade away, like a spring breeze on this snowy night.

"Is that you?" he asked, somewhat amused.

"Brother, I'm not dreaming, right?" Wu Yun rubbed his eyes and confirmed again. It's true, it's really true in front of you, it's not wrong.

"Of course, I'm here, I'm here to save you. ”

She stared at him stunned for two or three seconds, and then suddenly burst out crying, the penetrating nature of the cry in the ghost's ears was no different from our usual broadcast, but it attracted some ghosts in the distance.

"Okay, stop crying. Dust reassured that he had to take her out of the encirclement of the ghosts first. I don't know what attracts ghosts to her, and she has caused so many ghosts to go crazy. Feeling that a large number of ghosts were gathering towards him, Chen was very helpless, but he was only a first-order strength, and he couldn't resist so many ghosts, and he didn't know the truth that ants bit elephants to death.

It seems that they can only escape with them first...... Chen said helplessly in his heart, ready to hurry up to the old man's side, and then quickly escape with him. The ghosts are getting denser and denser, and if he doesn't hold on tightly, even he has no choice.

Suddenly, his mind moved, but he found that the dense group of ghosts in the sense had stopped his steps, and then strangely receded like a tide.

"Strange, what is this?" he found that he had too little experience, and that there were many inscrutable places in the night, mysterious, palpitating, and yet he had to bite the bullet. He's just a newcomer, but he's trying to pretend to be an old man. So far, though, it's been a success...... Right?

He paused his form and took in the ghosts' direction again. Strangely enough, they seem to have responded to some kind of call, and if their previous actions were scattered and crazy, now they are like a disciplined army, coming together in an orderly manner to form a terrifying, unimaginable army.

"Where are they going?" Dust shook his head, not thinking too much, he looked down at the girl who was still sobbing softly, and his heart couldn't help but fluctuate slightly. It was the second girl he'd ever hugged besides the snow...... He couldn't help but think about it, but he thought that she was just a little girl who hadn't grown yet, let alone ......

The violence is not there, and a desire in the heart arises spontaneously, inadvertently.

Seeing that he was silent and didn't speak, Wu Yun gradually stopped crying. Thinking that the two of them were a little beautiful now, she could feel the man's slightly heavier breathing, and he was staring at her intently. She was also staring at him, not an inch away, clear, shining beautifully like a star, so that Dust instantly thought that it was snow lying in his arms.

He came to his senses.

"Well, how are you?" Chen asked as he put Wu Yun down with some embarrassment.

Wu Yun shook her head, "Brother, I'm fine......" She grabbed the corner of Chen's clothes, "Thank you, you saved me." I didn't know that you were such a powerful person, big brother. ”

"Your grandfather asked me to come out to find you. The dust brushed against the snow that had accumulated on her hair, for some reason. He always wanted to stroke her hair, soft and comfortable. He swore that he would never try to take advantage of the little girl who was nearly ten years younger than him...... He faltered a little.

"Grandpa?" her emotions suddenly became excited, "Is my grandpa okay now?"

"It's fine. Dust quietly took her hand again, and the dozen or so frozen roots in his hand made him feel distressed. He couldn't imagine how a girl could sell flowers in this bitter winter.

"He asked me to come to you. Now, I'll take you back to him. Dust took her little hand and slowly walked towards the position where she had been. Although it was not too far, in the darkness, the snow was falling, and he had to hold the girl's hand tightly, walking very slowly, but he did not stop his steps.

His heart was shaken a little again......

Violence is not there, but the nature of men is irrepressible. But he had to endure it, before he fell completely.