In the city of soul, evening hour.

The pouring rain suddenly turned into snowflakes falling all over the sky, like goose feathers, one after another, covering the damp earth.

This song of nature, whether it is ups and downs or impassioned, has finally come to an end.

Gently, gently, on the roof of the house, on the earth, on the mountain. However, after a while, the entire Zhuliang Xuanwa and the world where Qingfeng intersected were rendered in a silvery white, and the moonlight of Youlan passed through the black layer, covering it with a thin veil.

The mild and refreshing wind had become cold and cold, but it did not wake up the people who had already fallen asleep after working hard and resting.

This does not include Jiang Jiuxiao.

Ever since she established Qiongyu and Qionglou was built, she has been running back and forth with Qionglou in the camp. And now, Jiang Jiuxiao is wearing a thin pigmented shirt, enjoying this rare silence alone, and the integration of beautiful scenery.

When she first arrived in this world, she saw the first rain in her life, or the first snow.

It's not a good day.

The rising sun, which symbolizes new life, is mixed with a frightening crimson. Just like the blood of thousands of people on the battlefield, and Luomei fainted a bewitching and beautiful picture scroll on the snow, but there was no breath of life, and it was as terrifying as people's hearts.

This rain and snow phenomenon occurs only in the northern part of the Southern Dynasty and when it turns cooler. When it rains, it turns into pure white ice crystals. However, it was the coldest time of the year in the Southern Dynasty, which was located in the south, which was enough to reach below zero. Winter has never been like this.

Revenant City is one of those cities.

At dawn, the first rays of sunshine at the end of autumn will be on time, shining on every land. This month is also a special time for Jiang Jiuxiao.

It was used as an experiment and injected into the poison. By......

It seems that the turning points in Jiang Jiuxiao's life have all been agreed in November, and they have happened one after another.

Coincidentally, in this season of early snowfall, Jiang Jiuxiao couldn't sleep, and his body was poisonous...... So every now and then, she would sit by the window, waiting for the sun to rise, and sipping warm wine. After all, it's such a good situation, don't look at it in vain.

Watching the snow fall on the ground, it is so pure, it is so crystalline. People are reluctant to leave traces on it, and the cleanliness allows her to calm down. It seems that in this way, she feels that her impure body and impure soul are accepted and recognized by the world. Find the feeling of being alive.

It's a pity that this year, it should be regarded as a beautiful day!

Jiang Jiuxiao's somewhat reddened fingers twisted the teacup. The red moon reflected on the translucent white elixir jade liquid gradually magnified. On the edge of the cup are her slightly opened lips, like two delicate cherry petals.

Jiang Jiuxiao raised his head slightly, revealing his fair and delicate neck. There are drops of water with the fragrance of wine mischievously flowing down from the corners of the slightly raised mouth, like dew drops falling on young leaves in the morning. It ran down his cheeks, slid over his jade neck, and poked into the placket.

The tip of her tongue swept over her lower lip, her sinister movements with an uninhibited and wild stance. The shy full moon beckoned through the drifting clouds, hiding the slightly hot face.

It seems that the tea cup placed at random is still spinning on the table by the window. But there was no overflow, and if you looked closely, it turned out that there was not a drop left in it.

Suzu ~ Suzu ~!

Hearing a pleasant and ethereal sound, a ray of moonlight turned his head and peeked secretly.

A silver kettle, a round cup.

But the fairy who pursed her lips and smiled lightly was gone.

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