The moon is like water, and it is deeper and heavier.

The cold wind howled and blew on the windows, but the inside of the house was as warm as spring.

The old man bought a lot of red paper, ready to use it to cut window flowers, and tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve.

Candles flicker, occasionally blooming.

I sat by the window and saw the night outside through a little gap.

Occasionally, there was the sound of a cannon explosion piercing the silent night sky.

suddenly had an extra piece of clothing on his body, and when he looked back, it was Beiyu Jinchen.

"Close it, watch out for a cold." He closed the window with his hand, and some dust fell from the patterns on the wooden window.

We've been here for so long, so long that I really thought we were just a normal couple who could live like this.

But after Chinese New Year's Eve, we are leaving, and I have to return to the cold palace, planning step by step.

And he, and Su Rong are waiting.

I am still a little palace maid, and he is still a high prince.

"What's wrong?" When he saw that I didn't look right, he thought it was a recurrence of the Ten Spices, and he rolled up my sleeve to check it.

I put my arms around his neck and buried my face in his neck.

"We, is it okay to stay......" The voice was so small that he couldn't even hear it clearly, and the bitterness in his heart was suppressed, and it poured out little by little.

"Huh?" He didn't hear it, he thought I was joking.

Adjust his mood, look up and smile: "It's nothing, let's go and help the doctor cut paper." ”

A piece of red paper turned into various animal shapes in the old man's dexterous hand, which looked so tight.

I snuggled in Beiyu Jinchen's arms, the candlelight hit my hand, and I felt sleepy and panicked when I cut it.

Leaning his head against his chest, he heard a steady heartbeat.

Slowly close your eyes, and all sounds around you will weaken until they disappear.

"Overlapping tears and words, life is only love and hard to die."

A line of poetry is repeated over and over again, as if it were a prayer. After hearing this sentence, I remembered that this was a signature, and it was the one I drew to sign it.

There was chaos all around, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Since the last few months, I have been dreaming, all kinds of dreams, happy and sad.

But after chaos, there was nothing left but darkness and silence.

A safe night......

When I woke up in the morning, it was still dark, and the red lantern at the door had been burning all night, and now it was still faintly shining.

It's so dark that I can't see anything clearly.

I had to look sideways to see that he was still asleep, but with a hand at his side, it turned out to be an iron sword he had bought when he went to the village yesterday.

He himself was suspicious and cautious, and he didn't even think about sleeping.

His black hair was scattered and pierced into my neck, itching and aching.

I took a strand of my own hair and braided it into a strand with his.

Carefully leaning on his shoulder, one hand resting on the back of his.

I never thought that I would have such a little daughter's side, I thought I had locked my heart and accumulated dust for a long time.

And he is precisely the key to open the lock of my heart, melting all the ice floe in my heart.

What I said is a catastrophe, and I am willing to bear it.

His fingers touched the white jade wrench on his thumb, and when he stroked it, he felt as if there were dark lines.

Lightly got up, and took a closer look at the wrench, which seemed to have a small character engraved on it, which had never been noticed before because it was so detailed.

I followed the strokes on it and drew it in the palm of my hand.

It is the word jade, the jade of Luo Yu.

It was the person he shouted in his dreams, the person he thought of in his heart.

Laughing at myself, when did I take it so seriously, she is a dead person, but I have to tie a knot in my heart.

I should have believed in him and believed in myself.

When I got out of bed and put on my shoes, I found that there was a silk flower in the main room, and the orange-red gradient was smeared in the layers of petals.

I played with it in the palm of my hand, and I don't know when there was such an object.

"It's so early." The old man was sleepy-eyed and came out with a couplet. "Oh yes, the silk flower in your hand was bought by your father-in-law, and it is also a gift for the New Year."

I smiled, braided my hair loosely to one side, and pinned the silk flowers to it.

Get dressed and go to the gate to post couplets, the cold invades, and you can't help but sneeze again and again.

A small bench was brought and stood on it, trying to put the couplet well, and an unstable one was planted off the stool.

A pair of strong arms wrapped around me, so that I could avoid falling.

"I'll do it." Beiyu Jinchen took the couplet, and as long as he tiptoed, he could paste it.

Chinese New Year's Eve is coming, and the surroundings are also lively.

The old man hung the firecracker in the doorway, and when it was lit, sparks flew everywhere.

The cannon crackled, and the sound echoed throughout the mountains.

Beiyu Jinchen covered my ears with his hands, his voice decreased sharply, and in the fog, it was his deep pupils that were as gentle as water, as long as he looked at it more, he would fall into it.

He has at last become my weakness, the initiator of my joy and sorrow.

The fate between people is truly magical, not long ago I was still strangers, then we became allies who held each other back, and then we became unrelated people.

Now, our destinies are once again closely linked.

I don't want any promises anymore, as long as he's still by my side now, that's enough.