At night, the bright moon hangs high,

If you don't have modern equipment, you will feel very bored in an empty room.

Bai Xuemi only likes to read detective books, there are only literary and classical books here, so she naturally went out of the room to see the stars.

The sky is as pure as matte blue, and the white clouds are washed sand, and the bright white moon is leisurely lined with it.

The bells on the cornices of the ancient temple occasionally jingle crisply, with a pleasant aftersound.

Yingtian has been observing Bai Xuemi in the dark, and keeps cheering herself up-

Go over, go to her, confess directly!

After a few days of getting along with each other on the mountain, I really like her.

She is kind, with a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

She loves and hates clearly, and she will treat her friends with her heart and lungs.

She is optimistic and lively, full of positive energy, and with her, the haze in her heart will be swept away.

Not only did she let go of her fear of snow, but she also overcame her phobia of physical contact with others.

Again, this phobia stems from that deadly avalanche.

He spent a whole week under his parents' bodies before he was found.

He was kept alive by snow and water, and his whole body was frostbitten from the inside out.

When someone removed the bodies of his parents and lifted him up, he felt the pain of being touched by them.

From then on, he was afraid of being touched, and once someone touched him, the avalanche scene at that time would pop up in his mind.

And the pain that was there at the beginning will also be revived, and it hurts to the bone, filling his heart with anger and fear.

However, White Snow Honey has changed that.

When he sat next to her, his arm touched her, it was a feeling of safety and affection.

Every touch after that is not painful, but warm, like a warm current, makes the heart happy.

He desperately wanted to keep her, not only for the sake of the so-called mission, but also for the sake of his own heart.

He mustered up the courage to approach her.

She could hear his footsteps and asked, "Brother Tian, is the moon beautiful?" ”

"yes, it's beautiful. But how can you be beautiful? His voice blew into her ears like the wind.

This gust of wind really blew Bai Xuemi's heart rippled.

Am I beautiful? Mi Yufeng has never said that I am beautiful.

Could it be that he can't see my beauty because there are too many beautiful women around him?

She laughed at herself: "Everyone says I'm a tomboy. I don't think I'm close to beautiful women. ”

"But I see you more beautiful than the moon."

"That's Brother Tian will make me happy."

Yingtian couldn't answer, did he tell her "Xi Shi in the eyes of a lover"?

I really can't say it.

"It's good if you're happy." As he spoke, he looked up at the moon as well.

Previously, Uncle Liang reminded himself that he could tell her about the history of the Ying family, so let's talk about this topic.

"Have you learned about the history of the ancient temple here?" He asked.

"I've heard a little bit about it, it's to commemorate Qin Shi Huang."

"It's true, but this temple is actually the family temple of the Ying family." He said.

"What is a family temple?"

"Because our Ying clan is a direct descendant of Qin Shi Huang, this temple was built to commemorate the Ying clan's own ancestors. Whenever times are in trouble, the people of the Ying family will come here to take refuge, so although it has been thousands of years, the people of this family have survived from generation to generation. ”

"Wow, such an old family. It's so interesting, can you tell us about the history of the Ying family from beginning to end? ”

That's exactly what he wants.

"Isn't it too cold outside? Let's go inside the house, shall we? "He suggested—

Under the same bright moon, spanning 300 kilometers away, my grandfather practiced his fists and kicks in the yard of the farm.

Mi Yufeng's room was lit up.

"That's the case, it's too bizarre, isn't it?!" After reading the document passed by his friend, Mi Yufeng's chest was very tight.

If it is really as the legend of the Ying family says, then Bai Xuemi may really have gone and never returned.

He hurried out of the house to find his grandfather.