Autumn Yinong waited for him, and when twilight fell, he returned.

The man braved the wind and snow to come from outside, wearing a big fox fur trench coat, and the snowflakes were constantly swirling around him, whirling, and he walked step by step.

By the light of the yard, she could clearly see the man's hair, which was indeed much whiter than the one she had seen yesterday, and the hair that stood up high hung down behind her, swaying, and the snowflakes fell on it, making it even whiter.

She stood under the cloister, the wind blowing and blowing the hem of her clothes, and she watched him come towards her steadily, and there was an irrepressible sadness in her heart, but she could not speak.

Dry Guhuan saw the woman standing under the cloister waiting for her, behind her was the candlelight in the house, stretching her white figure long, and the wind blew the hem of her clothes to hunt, but the woman was motionless.

I kept looking at him, my eyebrows were quiet.

A smile was gently pulled up on his lips, his long eyes were slightly constricted, and the rich tenderness in his eyes was indissolvable, touching people's hearts, and the eyes that were as light as water in autumn shrank slightly.

"Why are you standing here, it's windy."

As soon as the man's voice fell, he had already reached her, took off the fox fur on his body, and draped it over her.

There was still the temperature of the man's body on the fox fur, and the warmth was transmitted from her body to the tip of her heart, which made her eyebrows open.

The dry Guhuan's hand just wanted to be withdrawn, but the woman had already reached out and gently held his hand, the man's hand was cold and abnormal, she held it tightly in the palm of her hand, and warmed him with her own warmth.

She had been standing under this cloister for an hour to wait for him to return, but she had been carefully clasping her hands in her arms, just to keep them warm.

She knew that this man's hands must be cold when he came back, so she thought of using her own warmth to warm this man, and carefully warmed her hands.

Dry Guhuan squinted at the woman's gently lowered eyebrows, the light cast a layer of uncertain shadows on her eyebrows, she looked very serious, gently rubbed his hand, and moved her lips: "I'm afraid I won't have a chance to wait in the future." ”

She didn't dare to ask his side, for fear that the answer would make her collapse.

If he really had anything to do with Shura Palace, according to her understanding of Zhan Yu, he would not let go of Shura Palace.

When the time comes, it will definitely be a bloody disaster.

"How come, our road has just begun, and the days to come are still long!!"

Dry Bone Huan Fan took her hand, put it to her lips and gently sighed, warming her hand with his warmth.

Qiu Yinong looked at the man with low eyebrows, and the warmth in his heart has been spreading, if he waited until the revenge was avenged, how good would it be to be accompanied by this man?

Yaoxi, who came out of the house, saw the two people shaking hands under the corridor, with a relieved smile on her face, and was about to quietly return to the house, San'er, who came from behind her, didn't know what was going on, so she shouted: "Yaoxi, didn't you go to call Miss Qiu to come in for dinner?" What are you still doing here? ”

Standing under the eaves, Dry Bone Huan and Qiu Yinong were pulled back to their thoughts by her words, and Yaoxi shrugged helplessly, this girl, do all the good things of bad people.

San'er came out and saw that Dry Guhuan was back, and said happily: "Childe, you are back, Miss Qiu said that she would wait for you, and you haven't had dinner yet, Childe and Miss Qiu have been having dinner." ”