1. A chance encounter, words fall in love

Yecheng in early winter is slightly cold.

The sun is setting, and night is approaching. The snow finally stopped after a day's work, and the slightly melted snow trickled down the eaves. The glow is scattered. Yu Yue leaned down on the vermilion railing, looking into the distance.

"Miss, it's windy" A maid walked over, stretched out her hand and tightened the fox fur cloak on Yu Yue's body, and said slowly, "Your body is just right, don't do it again." Alas! Why do you have to suffer yourself like this? Yu Yue didn't answer, as if she was alone in this world.

This will be another long night, such a lonely and lonely night, Yu Yue doesn't know how much she has spent, and she doesn't know how much she can spend.

That was five years ago.

At that time, Yu Yue was already fifteen years old. Lively and cute, but also with the tenderness of a girl's first love.

On the outskirts of the city, there is a peach grove. It blooms perfectly in the middle of spring. At this time of year, Yu Yue would go to that peach forest. A pink peach blossom covered half of the blue sky, and Yu Yue wore a pink pomegranate skirt, standing in the peach forest, like a cloud resting on the earth. As a breeze blew, the petals fluttered wildly in the wind. With the scorching rain of flowers, Yu Yue walked along a small scripture in the peach forest.

At the end of the peach grove.

He was dressed in white and armed with an inky sword. The ink-colored hair was tied up by a jade crown of extreme color, the delicate facial features outlined just the right amount of handsomeness, the face was cold and terrifying, and the inky eyes were as black as a trace of tenderness.

He held an ink-colored long sword in his hand and wielded it, it was a sword test that flowed smoothly, like a dance, it seemed to be soft and weak, but the moves were precise and the style was compelling.

Yu Yue was attracted by the sword style of the dance steps, and was obsessed with watching it, so she couldn't help but slowly move towards him.

"Ah~~"

With a scream, Yu Yue fell to the ground. The potholed road crooked her feet.

This inexplicable scream startled him. He stopped his move and retracted his coherent movements. I followed the voice. A breeze blew, and the slender hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind, fascinating Yu Yue's eyes and reaching behind his ears.

His heart trembled, his eyes were full of distress, and the steps he was about to take and the hand he stretched out quickly retracted. It seems that something is deliberately hidden. He looked at her for a few moments before crouching down.

Said slowly, "Why is the girl here, are you okay?" ”

Although he tried his best to suppress his already turbulent heart, there was still a trace of tenderness and reluctance in his calm and cold voice.

"It's just a crooked foot, it shouldn't be in the way," she muttered as she looked at the cold-faced man in front of her.

Microsoft's voice was clearly painful. But she is so strong and never shows weakness to anyone.

He looked at her clear pupils, reflecting his handsome face. He was distressed, and he couldn't hold back any longer, so he picked up her injured foot, held it in his arms, and gently rubbed it.

Her eyes were full of excitement and novelty and said, "I come here almost every day at this time of year, why have I never seen you?" ”

He didn't speak, but he didn't know how to explain his identity.

"You're a swordsman, Ranger?" Then he looked at him again and asked.

"Hmm...... Sort of! ”

"And what do I call you?"

He glanced at the sword beside him, and said "Que Ying" gently.

"Que...... "Shadow" is really for you, as cold as your expression. She seemed to mumble to herself.

The shadow is unparalleled, and the sword aura is like a rainbow. This is the sword he holds in his hand.

A chance encounter, a word of love.

It is an octagonal exquisite pavilion in the peach forest, called "Cherish Pavilion".

Que Ying picked up Yu Yue and walked towards the pavilion.

It was a strong and warm arm, and Yu Yue raised her eyes in shock, facing a pair of warm eyes.

Yu Yue blushed and turned her head to the side shyly.

In the pavilion, Yu Yue talked to him, but he didn't speak much, Yu Yue himself kept talking, he just nodded "um, um", and didn't dare to look directly at Yu Yue between words.

The arrogant sun finally fell from the sky, Yu Yue drew the outline of the bright yellow gradually approaching the distant mountains, and pouted slightly: "I should go back." ”

"You've broken your foot, I'll give it to you!"

"Daddy is not worried, send someone to accompany me, I will let them wait for me over there"

"That's fine, the girl walks slowly, and says goodbye!" He still spoke in the same calm tone.

Looking at his departing back, Yu Yue shouted mockingly in this young peach blossom: "My name is Yu Yue, the king of cold noodles, remember to smile more." Hee, hee, hee".

When he heard the sound, he turned around and smiled, as if the faint morning light that had first crossed the mountain in the thick of the dark night was as warm as the warm sun of March.

He stopped and looked sideways at her, but in the light of the light he could see more clearly the tenderness in her eyes when she looked at him. He carried a long sword on his left hand, and his sword eyebrows were like a flower, and he actually had a hint of a smile at that time.

"Goodbye, King of Cold Noodles"

"Take care girl"

Looking at Yu Yue's departing figure, I could vaguely see tears faintly rising in the corners of his eyes

"Again...... See, in what capacity should I say goodbye to you? He walked away, muttering to himself. A hint of sadness drowned out the smile that had just risen at the corner of his mouth.

In the evening of mid-spring, the sky outlined by the waning sunset, and the fragrance of peach blossoms filled the sky.

He disappeared into the depths of the peach forest.