Fiery serpentine lightning flew in the night sky, hovering all the way from the clouds, illuminating the darkness of the city, illuminating the white clothes of the angels, and illuminating the night of the operating room.

Lying on the operating table, Luo Kangcheng was like a lamb to the slaughter, his face was pale from the lightning, as white as snow in a snow country.

In Luo Kangcheng's unfathomable eyes, Yuan Yuguo was reflected in a sterile suit, his expression was confused, and the figures of Pucao and Princess Yunxing running appeared in front of him, as well as their hoarse voices......

He pressed his heart, which was still aching, and his eyes showed the dampness of the water, is the snow country a dream? Or did it really happen? He tried to find the answer from under Luo Kangcheng's eyes, and the other party's lips trembled a few beats, and he wanted to say something but didn't say it.

The anesthesiologist was ready to put Lo Kangcheng into a ventilator tube, put gas anesthetic in front of his nose, and administer a combined spinal-epidural anesthesia.

"Stop!" Yuan Yuguo rushed forward with a brisk step and pressed the anesthesiologist's hand.

"What's the matter, Dr. Yuan, didn't you say that this patient has a split personality and has paranoia? Only a combined spinal-epidural anesthesia with propofol can make him quiet! ”

"No, just give him normal anesthesia."

"Oh!" The anesthesiologist's eyes were a little puzzled, but he still did as he asked.

Yuan Yuguo turned his gaze to the person on the operating table, and looked at him with a look that had passed a thousand sails, and the other party also looked at him with the same eyes, as if he was looking at something?

Under the fluctuation of the brain, some images jumped in front of me, the vast sea of snow, galloping horses, long knives whistling, and a man fell in a pool of blood......

"Do you remember what just happened?"

"Just now? You said to me that your last prophecy was - I would die in Snow Country. ”

"Do you remember what happened in Snow Country?"

"Snow Country? Snow Country is just the country you predicted, I seem to have been there in a dream, but I don't seem to have it. Luo Kangcheng's expression was suspicious, he seemed to have had a long dream just now.

Yuan Yuguo pressed his chest with a faint pain, his heart was still immersed in the sorrow of the hibiscus blossoms and did not come out, that scene of life and death parting was too real, real made him want to turn back, and then turn the tragedy into a comedy again.

"I now solemnly declare that my prophecy is invalid."

"Your prophecy is invalid? Did I hear me right? ”

"You heard you right, Xiaocheng."

Although Yuan Yuguo's voice was very soft, it still shocked Luo Kangcheng, and he almost fell off the bed, and asked excitedly, "What did you call me just now?" ”

"Xiaocheng." Yuan Yuguo called softly again.

"Xiaoguo, don't you hate me anymore?" The other party's expression was pleasantly surprised.

At this time, Yuan Yuguo was speechless, he nodded heavily, and held Luo Kangcheng's hand tightly. It was found that he still had the residual warmth of the Snow Country on his body, a familiar air current, with the power of traveling through time and space, condensing them into a circle that had been separated for a while.

A month later, they received a demolition order for the old house at the same time, and rushed back to the village where they lived as children.

Accompanied by Chu Mengzi, she is like a modern version of Princess Yunxing, facing the sky, wearing a dreamy colorful long dress, with long hair reaching to her waist.

Luo Kangcheng's eyes were full of blessings when he looked at her, hoping that the girl he loved deeply would be happy, even if the person who brought her happiness was not him.

Green mountains and green waters, rippling blue waves, weeping willows far away, green clothes lightly, the biggest feature of this village is green, with the vitality of life, otherwise it would not be listed as a scenic spot development project.

The old house has long been dusty, and many corners are covered with cobwebs, and there is a strong musty smell. The two men stood in front of their respective doors, thinking about a lot of old things, and then they looked at each other and smiled, and their smiles were full of deep meaning, and they pushed open their respective doors.

Luo Kangcheng's home is full of old photo frames, including his parents' wedding photos, family photos, single photos of him, and group photos of him and Yuan Yuguo, each of which condenses the silhouette of the years.

He still remembers that when his father hung the frames, his mother was still helping by his side, and the two of them talked and laughed about interesting things about the photos. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, his parents left him one after another, and he was the only one left in this family......

His heart was clogged, and he dispelled the bad memories, carefully took off the frames, wiped them clean, and put them in a bag.

Then he opened the drawer and took out his treasure chest, which contained glass marbles, bullet casings, ping pong balls, Ultraman, and other toys that boys liked.

A delicate little bottle falls out of it, yellow, gourd shaped, this is the classic packaging of the fast-acting heart pill. Its tiny body spun in the air a few times, and the floor cork slid out of the mouth.

This is the culprit he is called the murderer, if it weren't for the fact that he coveted this cute bottle back then, it wouldn't have led to the death of Yuan Yuguo's father!

He picked up the bottle with a trembling hand, and suddenly, his pupils contracted, and he found that the bottle was empty, and there was not a single pill in it!

"Xiaocheng, is there anything else that needs to be cleaned up? I'll clean it up for you. Yuan Yuguo walked in, his shoulders were covered with cobwebs, and Chu Mengzi followed behind him, holding a frame in his hand.

"No, that's all I have to take with me." Luo Kangcheng's voice was heavy, giving him an old smile, and the smile was strange.

"These photos are very precious in time, and I am willing to treasure them with you." Yuan Yuguo's expression was full of nostalgia, and he picked up the bag on the ground like a treasure.

"Maybe we shouldn't have come." Luo Kangcheng's voice was so soft that only he could hear, he took one last look at the small bottle, threw it into the treasure chest, and closed it in the drawer of the years with a "bang".