Sima Xian seemed to have a long dream.

The dream is a warm New Year. At that time, after eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, the family sat down around the fire, stretched out their fingers that were stiff and cold from the harsh winter, and listened to Sima Fang read while roasting the fire. The middle-aged man, who was solemn and solemn on weekdays, would only put down the shelf on this day, holding the bamboo slips rubbed by the residual heat of the charcoal fire in his hand, and gently and slowly reciting to the children the wisdom engraved in history by his ancestors with the bright and warm butter lamp. The brothers sat beside them, and the elder Sima Lang listened to his father's teachings while rubbing his hands that were warmed by the fire. The younger Sima Yi was sitting precariously, and from time to time he helped Sima Fu, who was always dozing off, next to him. Sima Xian sat in his father's arms, his hands propped up on his head, looking up at his beard, which was constantly shaking as his lips opened and closed. This is the privilege she enjoys as the only daughter in the family. On weekdays, my father is always strict with a few boys, but he only dotes on her, and lets her be spoiled to herself, but she never has a bored look. She stretched out her still immature hand, and her rounded fingertips tugged at her father's fine beard from time to time. Sima Fang was not annoyed, he only put down the book in his hand and was silent for a long time, only looking at her quietly with those calm eyes, seeing that Sima Xian was a little scared, for fear that his father would be angry next. Just as she was about to apologize, Sima Fang suddenly reached out and tickled her armpits. Under the brilliant lights of Chinese New Year's Eve, this family, who usually gathers less and leaves more, is laughing happily at the moment.

Sima Xian smiled and smiled, but suddenly felt a cold wind blowing across his cheeks, mixed with fine ice edges and snow particles, scraping the tip of his nose like a pinprick pain.

When she opened her eyes, there was no New Year's stove in front of her, and there was no father or brothers by her side. She looked down at her slender and slender fingers, and suddenly realized that she had grown up. Sima Xian desperately wanted to go home, but as far as the eye could see, there was only the boundless, wild and miserable ice and snow in front of him.

Dad, eldest brother, second brother -

She curled up her fingers to her lips and called out to her loved ones in the face of the raging wind, snow and ice.

But there was no response, and she was the only one left in heaven and earth. There was only the sound of the wind whistling in my ears, and the barely audible crying of a baby.

She was terrified, the place was so strange, yet so familiar. Sima Xian could only walk forward against the cold wind, trying to find an exit to leave. Snow covered her bare ankles, and every step she took was so difficult, like a treacherous trek in a swamp. Sima Xian walked on the only road in this icy and snowy land, surrounded by hundreds of white bones. Rancid flesh hung from the bones, black blood clots that had been frozen for a long time soaked in frosty dregs. From time to time, broken skulls rolled down to his feet, and the hollow eye sockets irrigated by the wind and snow seemed to still have the desire to survive. She didn't dare to look down at the things, but she did her best to pull out her frozen legs from the deeper and deeper snow, and walked slowly towards the only end ahead.

Eventually, however, the snow and ice covered her waist, and she could no longer walk.

Sima Xian felt that his body was slowly eroding. There is no feeling in my legs, and it is especially difficult to move even a little toe. Her eyelids were getting heavier, everything she saw was blurring and overlapping, the interval between her breaths was slowly getting longer, the temperature of her body was slipping, and her consciousness was slowly falling into darkness.

She's going to die.

Sima Xian clearly understood that he was going to die. She was about to say goodbye to this world in idleness, and she could not even say goodbye to her father and brothers.

Right...... Don't ......

She slowly closed her eyes, trying to give up her last resistance. But there was a sudden call in his ears, and a spiritual light flashed in his mind, as if the sky had broken and awakened the birds that were silent among the branches. An unexpected warmth hit her whole body, and the fiery tenderness enveloped her already stiff consciousness, slowly awakening her body's functions like licking.

She couldn't see it, but she could feel it. It seemed that someone was running towards her in the ice and snow, breaking through the raging wind and snow that cut through the muscles and bones, cutting those sharp white bones, and finally dragging her bruised body to hold her frozen hand.

Suddenly, there was the sound of Qingyue breaking ice and snow in his ears, and a warm stream of heat wrapped his whole body, and Sima Xian opened his eyes. In front of her, there is the spring breeze pear blossom in March, and the lonely sunset in April; It is the murmuring of spring water, the disturbance of clouds and mist, the catkins paving the ground and the peach blossoms falling late, and it is the most beautiful sky light and dome shadow here.

It's the white-clothed hunter with clear eyebrows.

Sima Xian struggled to prop himself up, and a cloth towel that was still wet slipped from his forehead. Zhou Yu was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning against the carved wood at the head of the bed and leaning into a deep sleep. One of his hands held her at all times, and Sima Xian felt the powerful fingertips, full of worry and attachment even after falling asleep.

She smiled softly, tenderness between her eyebrows.

Sima Xian raised his other hand and stroked Zhou Yu's soft hair. The appearance of his loose hair is particularly beautiful, and the fine forehead hair falls on his eyebrows, just like the supple and neat feathers, adding a bit of well-behaved and quiet that does not match the young man's style.

Zhou Yu's eyelashes fluttered slightly. He slowly woke up like a child under the gentle touch, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Sima Xian's familiar smile.

"You're awake!" He laughed happily, turned to the maid who had been guarding the door, and shouted, "What are you still doing in a daze? The girl woke up, so she didn't hurry up and prepare a meal to replenish her body! ”

"How long did I sleep?" Sima Xian still looked at him with a smile, his fingers running around the hair on Zhou Yu's sideburns.

"Three days." Zhou Yu picked up the fallen cloth towel, and put the back of his hand on her forehead to test her temperature, "It's not burning anymore, it's good if it doesn't burn." Originally, the doctor said that fever is not a serious illness and that it is good to rest for a few days, but I am afraid that you will not wake up. ”

"Are you taking care of me these days?"

Zhou Yu nodded, then turned around and put the cloth towel into the basin and wrangled it. As if embarrassed, a small cloth was washed by him for a long time, and Sima Xian couldn't help but tease him: "Don't twist it, if you twist it again, it will be as bad as Senior Brother Ce's rhythm." ”

Zhou Yu turned his head with a complicated expression, but saw Sima Xian's smile like a spring breeze blowing through a peach blossom, calm but throbbing. Her face was still a little pale, and her haggard eyes were sickly, but her smile was excellent. It's obviously a mischievous smile, but those smart eyes make it difficult to really get angry.

"This time I'm sorry for you. If I hadn't gone far, how could I have caused you to fall overboard? Zhou Yu sighed, wrung out the towel and gently wiped her face.

When Sima Xian heard him say this, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

"What are you talking about? From the beginning to the end, it was only in my plan. ”

Zhou Yu and Sima Xian looked at each other. She thought he should know something, but he didn't. Sima Xian had to slowly tell Zhou Yu about the situation at that time, from the beginning when she took retreat as an advance to alienate Zhou Yu and guide Gu Yao to temporarily let down her guard, to later take the initiative to ask to listen to their childhood stories, and even to be pushed into the river by Gu Yao and almost killed-all of them were just a small and insignificant trick of this thoughtful woman.

Sima Xian recalled the scene of washing his face by the river three days ago. At that time, the surface of the river was sparkling, and the bright water rippled to reflect her face. And Gu Yao's weak and hurried actions were naturally projected between the blue water.

"How can she fool me with all that little thought on her face?" Sima Xian smiled, "No matter how I say it, I'm also a martial arts practitioner." With the eldest lady's fist and embroidered legs, how can I be restrained in the water and unable to move? ”

"But if I had not come to your rescue, would you not have died somewhere?"

"Maybe, I didn't think about it either......"

"What do you mean by never thought about it?" Zhou Yu suddenly raised his voice as if he was angry, and interrupted her words fiercely. Sima Xian was startled, and looked at him in a bit of a daze for a while. She always thought that Zhou Yu would not be really angry. His temperament was so gentle and magnanimous that no matter how much he teased or joked, he never felt the slightest bit of annoyance. Sometimes Sun Ce annoyed him, Zhou Yu just pretended to frown angrily, but his eyes seemed to be as calm as water, and Sima Xian knew that he was just scareping.

But now, Zhou Yu looked at the pupils of his eyes, but the fire was rubbing out of thin air.

That kind of fire is the real fire that people with a quiet heart cannot externalize, and it is also the thunder and lightning before the rainstorm. Sima Xian saw that Zhou Yu, who had always been gentle, was clutching the cloth closely, and the corners of his thin cloud-like lips were as sharp as knives.

He was angry.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Sima Xian wouldn't have known that Zhou Yu would be seriously angry.

“…… I'm sorry I lied to you and worried you. Sima Xian lowered his head and pursed his lips. She thought that her almost deceptive behavior had angered Zhou Yu, and she felt a lot of guilt in an instant. She is always ruthless to herself, if she doesn't really make some life-threatening movements, it will be difficult for Zhou Yu to get rid of Gu Yao in the World Friendship House. She didn't want him to be embarrassed by human feelings, nor did she want to let him go under the coercion of this little girl, but she forgot that such a method would only make Zhou Yu even more sad.

However, Zhou Yu only sighed lightly, her originally angry eyes suddenly softened, and she reached out to stroke the hair on the top of her head that was messy and untidy.

"I'm not talking about that. It's just that if you really have three longs and two shorts, how can I forgive myself for not being by your side? ”

Sima Xian raised his head and looked at him as if in disbelief, seeing that Zhou Yu almost wondered if his face was covered with dust. After a long time, she slowly spoke with doubts: "...... However, Senior Brother Ce should have noticed it a long time ago, wasn't he ...... at that time?"

Zhou Yu was enlightened at this time, remembering Sun Ce's abnormal behavior at that time - first he wanted to "chat" with himself to avoid the opportunity, and then he kept his eyes in the direction of Sima Xian, and finally he discovered Gu Yao's abnormal behavior - heh, good boy, it turns out that you have known all this for a long time, but you deliberately pretend to be stupid and pretend not to know, which must be quite untidy.

Sima Xian looked at the corners of Zhou Yu's mouth that were gradually torn apart, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, she knew that he would only show such a crying and laughing expression when he wanted to clean up Sun Ce. The friendship between these two friends is always fresh and vivid, and this should be the case for the upright teenagers who are boiling with enthusiasm.

However, compared to this, she wanted to confirm with Zhou Yu in person.

Sima Xian took the initiative to take Zhou Yu's hand. It is not like the thin coldness that gently broke free at that time, although her hands are still cold at the beginning of a serious illness, but the quietly retracted force of her palm is as warm as spring.

"Miss Gu said that in order to please her, you once went to the water's edge alone in winter to catch stars for her, and then shook a fan to lull her to sleep in summer, but is there such a thing?" Sima Xian looked at Zhou Yu with a smile, and his eyes seemed to be full of stars.

"If you believe, you won't come to ask me." Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows with a smile, the sky and water shadows dispersed, and he raised his palm to confidently cover the back of her hand.

Sima Xian was embarrassed, lowered his eyes and retracted his fingers: "Miss Gu also said that you have ordered a baby kiss with her since she was a child, and let me drink a glass of your wedding wine, this is ......"

"Hah, what's going on...... It is true that the parents of both parties had intended to marry, but it did not work out. Zhou Yuyun replied lightly, and held Sima Xian's fingers tighter: "However, even if it is really done at that time, I will never bury my life because of this ridiculous agreement." Ever since I was a child, I didn't like pampered women, and everyone knows that. ”

"Oh? What kind of girl does the son of the Zhou family in unknown Guanshu County like, is she gentle and virtuous or dignified, or both? Ah Xian is also a big boss, and he should learn to be likable. Sima Xian was still smiling, just like the playfulness and stubbornness when he first met, and deliberately puffed up his chest and pretended to be reserved to learn from everyone's beautiful appearance.

But Zhou Yu shook his head, and looked at her with a serious gaze that Sima Xian had not expected, and the eyes that were as bright as fireflies looked straight into the bottom of her heart, slowly polishing the shyness and tenderness that the girl had hidden in her heart.

"No one likes the son of the Zhou family."

"I just like you."

As he said this, he gently put his hands around Sima Xian's shoulders and hugged her into his arms, who was slightly stunned. Zhou Yu's embrace is so warm and warm, and the elegant fragrance that belongs to him spreads faintly from it. The figures of the two overlapped, casting a peaceful silhouette in front of the window. There was a warm breeze stirring up the crimson twilight, and his fingertips brushed Sima Xian's slightly trembling eyelashes, and his eyes became moist and hot for a while. She seemed to see the peach blossoms in her dreams, the fiery tenderness wrapped her, countless trance fragments were pieced together, and the vague but elegant shadow gradually became clear.

That was the answer that had always been clear and real in her heart.

If it had been frozen at this moment, she would have been like this. If it weren't for a figure that suddenly appeared at the door, Sima Xian's tears might really fall for some reason.

"Uh...... Am I not bothering you......"

Zhou Yu raised his head and saw Sun Ce standing at the door scratching his head. A nameless impulse suddenly rose in his heart, and he picked up a shoe on the ground and was about to throw it over: "Sun Bofu, do you dare to go back-"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, your subordinates are merciful, Gongjin, you just want to beat me, you have to have a reason!" Sun Ce hurriedly covered his face, for fear that Zhou Yu's shoes flying over would hit his handsome face.

"You still have the face to say! Ah Xian is not sensible, you also bluff me with her, are you my sworn brother? ”

"Do you still know that I am your brother-in-law? Who's going to hit the younger brother when he lifts up the shoes? ”

"I ......" Zhou Yu was speechless for a while, looked at Sun Ce, who was beaming, and then looked at Sima Xian, who was smiling and pounding the pillow with his fist, so he had to put down the poor shoe in his hand angrily.

Sun Ce grinned, looking at them with his sharp tiger teeth and smiling. He walked to the couch and stretched out his hand to flick Zhou Yu's head. But just as Zhou Yu raised his slap and wanted to beat him, this naughty little ghost immediately half-squatted down and turned to Sima Xian and asked, "I've been groggy and sick for three days, are you feeling better now?" ”

"Thank you for your care, it's great."

"Hey, that's good. Don't you know, some people are worried about these three days, and the doctor said that if they can't wake up, the gods will be difficult to save. It happened that Miss Gu came to the door at this time...... Hey, why do you think she's asking for trouble to make a superfluous explanation? It's not like I'm running back with tears in my eyes. ”

At the mention of this, the anger in Zhou Yu's heart was difficult to suppress. At a young age, he killed people for his own selfishness, and he dared to pretend to be pitiful and come to the door to explain, which is really shameless. If it was the side, it would be enough, but he came to the door when he was anxious and busy, in a vain attempt to win some of his understanding.

"She still dares to come to me, thinking that the two families have some friendship, so I don't dare to help her?" Zhou Yu sneered, his eyes were as cold as ice, "If Ah Xian has three longs and two shorts, I can't let her go back alive." ”

After finishing speaking, he clenched the hand holding Sima Xian tighter.

"Hey, don't talk about that. I came today on the orders of my teacher to bring this to my sister. As if he had just remembered that he had something to do, Sun Ce took out a tightly wrapped volume of letters from his arms. I think I was worried that the messenger's long days of wind and sun exposure would make the handwriting on the paper roll jagged.

…… Written on paper? Sima Xian was a little surprised. Although there were precedents for writing letters on paper, the amount of paper was still scarce, so she used silk cloth or bamboo slips to communicate with each other on weekdays, and paper was just a way for her to hone her calligraphy.

But when she took the letter with the thin seal of the bamboo tube and saw the strong and delicate signature, she suddenly understood.