Ling Shang was born in the harsh winter of heavy snow and cold, when the sun set and the moon was lacking.

Ling Shang, who is well versed in the Book of Hetu Luo and the Book of Changes, naturally understands what such a birthday means.

Winter is the season of silence, sunset is the beginning of a long night, and the absence of the moon is the opposite of perfection.

has taken advantage of the disadvantages of heaven and earth, if the so-called "mandate of heaven" is really credible......

That Ling Shang deserved all the hardships and humiliation in his life, and died with hatred.

Ling Shang is not a person who is in the wind and snow, and neither is Ye Mu Shen.

But the long salted fish time has killed the ambition of the hall master; For Ye Mu ginseng, sitting on the country, it is not as good as being accompanied by a beauty.

What Ye Mushen didn't know was that Ling Shang hated snow.

Yuxue sake is brewed with the most secret hatred of Ling Shang.

Ling Shang closed his eyes, clasped Ye Mushen's hand, and covered his lips.

The smell of blood spread through the mouths of the two.

The blood of those who are close to you is drawn from the lips and teeth of the other person......

It doesn't get much more enchanting than that.

Do you want to see the snow together?

It seems like it will never be possible......

……

(The dirt is not on strike, please make up for it yourself)

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As the weather became colder day by day, Ling Shang's mood also dropped to freezing point day by day.

Time is always too short, and well-thought-out planning is always inadequate.

After another half a month, Ling Shang returned to the dustless house in the dust, and his shape was upright, which made people feel distressed.

As soon as the door opened, Ye Mushen greeted him with a smile.

Ling Shang always comes and goes in a hurry; Ye Mu's participation in the boring daily life of Mi Xiang's big eyes and small eyes almost made him moldy.

This time, Ling Shang avoided Ye Mushen's bear hug.

Ling Shang looked like a prominent Hou Ye, leaning over slightly, his smile was cold and haggard, "Night Hall Master." ”

Ye Mushen's heart cooled, "Ling ...... Ling Shang? ”

An ominous premonition hit his heart, and Ye Mushen took a step back vigilantly.

Ling Shang's deep gaze and attitude of rejecting people are embarrassing.

Ye Mushen coughed dryly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Please get out of here, Hall Master." Ling Shang lowered his eyes, and his voice did not carry a trace of emotion.

"Huh?" Ye Mushen was stunned, "Get out of here?" ”

Ying Xiao hissed a few times in the stable.

A cold wind blew by, ruffling the beauty's hair.

"You heard me right." Ling Shang's voice was always cold, "No one will trouble you anymore. So...... You're free. ”

"Freedom?" Ye Mushen chewed on these two words in a lost mind.

In the days when he had nothing to do, Ye Mushen imagined the situation of "freedom" countless times.

It's nothing more than the freedom to come and go in the dustless dwelling—no, not only the dustless dwelling, but also the Hou Mansion.

Freedom is the ability to say serious things and do ridiculous things with Ling Shang anytime, anywhere, openly.

But the Ling Shang in front of him brought Ye Mushen the "freedom" that he brought to Ye Mushen, but it was like exile.

"Ling Shang, are you driving me away?" Ye Mushen asked uncertainly.

"If you think so......" Ling Shang hesitated for a moment, "it's okay." ”

"Huh? I don't understand. Another gust of cold wind swept away Mu Shen's face, "I can get out of here now." After that, I ...... with you."

"You and I are still friends." Ling Shang nodded slightly, not knowing whether he was appeasing Ye Mushen or relieving himself.

"Friends?" Ye Mushen's throat was bitter, "Ling Shang, you are my person." ”

"......" Ling Shang was slightly speechless, "I am." ”

"So what do you say, friend? We...... We've ...... long ago."

"It's my fault." Ling Shang looked guilty, "What I started should be finished by me." ”

"Hey!" Ye Mushen was dizzy with anger, "What's the end?" I fell in love with you first, I didn't say it's over, why do you ......"

"Night Mu Ginseng ......" Ling Shang finally couldn't restrain his surging emotions, and shallow pain appeared in his eyes, "You can go." ”