The snow gradually fell, and the mist and the sunlight were intertwined into a period of light and shadow, and the fluffy white snowflakes were floating all over the sky, falling on the branches of the trees one after another.

All the flowers have withered into mud, but in the middle of winter, it is only the first bloom of the plum, the proud snow and frost, and the flying snow complement each other.

Passing through the forest made of plum trees, I saw the small pavilion in Yu Jixi's mouth.

It is a quaint small stone pavilion, which has been slightly renovated inside and out, and the clumps of weeds have been removed to add a rustic charm.

With a worried heart, Ah Cheng took the lead in running into the pavilion, put all the food in his hand on the table, and then ran back to take the oil umbrella in Yu Jixi's hand, and put it aside.

The whole person seemed to be tense, a little stiff and unnatural, and he only dared to use his peripheral vision to secretly look at Yu Jixi.

Yu Jixi didn't say anything, took out a pot of osmanthus sake from the food box, placed two dishes and wine cups, then sat down, and placed the food in the food box on the table one by one.

It's all Jiang Yandai's favorite food, and even Jiang Yandai doesn't know when he prepared these things.

He was still talking, with a light and warm smile on his face, and poured wine for her.

"If you like sweetness, I'll buy these, if you like it, if you like it, I'll prepare it for you every day, if you don't like it, I'll see what you like when you go back."

Jiang Yandai was full of doubts, and she didn't know where to start or which one to ask.

She hesitantly sat opposite Yu Jixi, pinched a piece of osmanthus cake and took a sip, she couldn't taste the sweet and greasy taste of the past, and she always felt a little bland.

Jiang Yandai couldn't help but leaned in front of Ji Xi and said, "Ah Xi."

"How?"

"You just ......"

"I just lost my temper, and I hope you will forgive me."

The description of this elegant son who looks like jade can't be reminded of his appearance as if he was about to eat people just now.

Yu Jixi disappetically tore off a piece of the roast chicken on the plate and handed it to her lips.

This rudeness was done by him, but it was also a smooth thing.

Jiang Yandai stiffly opened her mouth to take the piece of chicken, but she didn't taste good when she ate it, and she chewed it like a candle in her mouth.

She felt that she could be righteous and unforgiving, turn out the file just now, and let Yu Jixi explain it inside and out.

But looking at the person in front of him who is light and breezy, it is like a fish bone stuck in his throat, and it is strange if he can't swallow it.

She couldn't say what kind of emotion this was, and it made her heart sour.

But obviously, the direction and progress of this plot are messed up, and her mind seems to be a mess.

I don't know why, but a sentence came out of her mouth: "I don't like the way you look."

Somehow, Yu Jixi's face was covered by the shadow of the tree, and he said dumbly: "What if I was like that?"

He raised his eyes, and Jiang Yandai clearly saw his desolate eyes, but soon that look was covered by his drooping eyelashes.

Jiang Yandai's mind was chaotic, and she put it in a trance, "What if I was like that?" "What should I be?" ”

Obviously, these are two very different sentences.

Not only did she hear it wrong, but she racked her brains to think about it.

She replied: "A young man with enthusiasm, a heroic young man."

Yu Jixi's fingertips suddenly tightened, and a few drops of osmanthus sake in the wine cup were also spilled, he put down the wine cup, and Ah Cheng handed over the handkerchief.

He lowered his eyes and wiped the wine stains from the hem of his clothes.

What does a passionate boy look like?

He hadn't heard such a description in a long time.

In his previous life, he did have a pure heart, he never thought of being a marquis and worshipping the prime minister, and when the country was broken, he put on a battle armor for that girl, in a vain attempt to support the fragmented Jiang State with his own strength.

But in the end, he died before his deeds were accomplished.

It wasn't until after his death that he realized that the girl he believed in had already turned his back on him in his godly faith.

From the time she entered the harem of the Su Kingdom, from the Jiang Kingdom to the iron horse to smash the rivers and mountains, and from the Jiang Kingdom royal family, all the self-martyrdom of the country, in fact, that girl has already been different from him.

For the sake of her beloved, she turned her back on him and the entire Jiang country.

He should have hated her, so much so that all the plans he had made after his rebirth had not hurt her in the slightest, but he had not taken her into account in the slightest.

If it weren't for the purpose of luring Su Zi'an into the game and removing her, the deadliest chess piece in Su Zi'an's hands, he didn't think he would see her.

Even if we see each other in the future, we just nod our heads and say politely.

But now, in the end, he still saw her, and fell in love with her again without a doctor.

He always felt that this girl might not be the girl in his previous life.

This girl is a simple and kind girl, a girl who wants to redeem him from a treacherous hell.

It was the only light he could look up to in the barren gloom, and he could not let go, and he would never let go.

For some reason, the image of red blood suddenly appeared in his mind, stabbing his eyes painfully.

The pain of the heart and lungs is as if it has been repeatedly gouged, sharp to the bone.

Suddenly, Yu Jixi seemed to see a cluster of cold flames beating rapidly in front of him, and the rumbling thunder exploded in his ears.

He suddenly felt his gouged heart being churned over and over again by countless filaments, so much so that he coughed violently.

The sharp pain lingered again and again, and he almost coughed up all his internal organs, and even though he tried to cover his lips with his hands, blood still spilled from his fingers, and the ground was as red as blood.

"Ah-hee!"

"Childe!"