"Look at the empty building—they all believe it."

"They didn't believe it, they were threatened by rumors! The people who planned this event are really despicable! ”

"You're scolding your dad?"

"I'm scolding everyone."

"But have you ever thought that there may be victims in this? Can and can be wronged? ”

"Is it possible?"

The corners of Xiao Jun's mouth twitched, "Why not?" "Throw away the cigarette butt, and the orange-red spark gradually dims in the snow until it is extinguished.

"The man who died in front and the woman who died in the back were a husband and wife, they had a child, and he was only fifteen years old the year he died. And his mother is still dying in front of him, if you have the heart, you can look for the newspaper of the year, and you will definitely find a picture of the child lying in the arms of the lost mother, and remind you that the background is quite shocking, all blood red. ”

Fang Chuchu didn't dare to imagine that picture, just like he didn't dare to look at Xiao Jun at this time, there seemed to be lingering blood in his eyes, and unfathomable terror, like a fire that was about to swallow her.

"It's all gone."

Fang Chuchu chose the best way to comfort this emotional person.

And Xiao Jun was stunned: she seemed to know everything, and she didn't seem to know anything.

Turning around, Fang Chuchu raised his neck and felt the snowflakes with the tip of his nose, "There is a saying about snowy days, have you heard of it?" Xiao Jun didn't know if she was still comforting him at this time, she didn't speak, and he twisted his body uninterestedly. Fang Chuchu smiled and said, "Every snowflake falling is actually flying back into the sky in milliseconds, if you are still enough, or slower than them, you can go back in time." ”

Xiao Jun looked back at her, "Fang Chuchu, are you drunk?" ”

Shaking his head, Fang Chuchu continued: "So I have always believed that when it snows, the door of the parallel world will be opened, and in that world, maybe the boy's parents are still there, the building has been completed, and they will be assigned a house, where they will live happily ever after." I think that's the end. ”

His eyes never left her side face, and Xiao Jun knew that the smile at the first sight could not be forgotten, but the gentle ripples at this time were a good medicine.

After a few months of getting along, when he knew that she was Fang Qiyu's daughter, when he knew that Fang Qiyu didn't need this daughter, when he knew that she still loved her father like that, just like he loved the world that traumatized her at this time.

But Xiao Jun can't do it, he can't dislike her, he can't forgive her, and he can't tolerate this miserable world. Suddenly reaching out, he grabbed the woman's chin and ordered her to lean towards him.

The woman struggled, and the man's fingers were forced, so the gentleness was no longer there, and the irritability was fully revealed, "Xiao Jun, what's wrong with you, let go of me!" ”

This is the effect he wants, Xiao Jun smiled, but laughed like crying, "I never said that the child was a boy." After saying that, he let go fiercely, and he walked away without looking back.

After a few steps, he raised his hand to wipe the ice crystals from his face, which were salty tears.

Xiao Jun can't forget that when he brushed the snow off her body for his mother, it was also this temperature, stinging his fingertips and piercing his heart.

A night of heavy snow may cover the body, but it cannot cover the painful memories.

After the age of fifteen, Xiao Jun's heart has been snowing, he hopes that the snow will bury the white bones, but when he closes his eyes, he will always see the pair of white bones, and the blood-red background behind them, which the snow can't cover.