The mountains are desolate and sad.

Every breath of cold air penetrates into the bottom of the heart.

"Beiyu Jinchen." Trying his best to suppress the trembling color, every word was extremely difficult. "What kind of ...... am I to you?"

He opened his lips slightly, for a long time, but still did not respond.

"The Night Pavilion killed Luo Yu, does your hatred also have my share?"

His pupils flashed with a look of pain in an instant, just as I said the word Luo Yu.

"You can't let go of your hatred, and I, heh, just that." I, on the other hand, fantasize about being able to stay together until I grow old. Abandoning the mission of recovering the country and giving up the position of cabinet master, I just need an answer, that's all.

But he is Beiyu Jinchen, the one who can hide all his emotions and can be indifferent and fearless and unmoved.

I just became the second Wan Niang, and the person I fell in love with was him.

I took a step forward and walked forward, not daring to look back, for fear that I would see that he was going to say something uncool.

The branches of the trees on the mountain were frosty, and the brown branches were enveloped in patches. The hoarfrost is like a flower, and it blooms in the branches. In the distance, it is clear that thousands of trees and pear blossoms are blooming, but in fact, they are cold and piercing.

Walking slowly, the mountains were empty, except for Xiao Suo, which was desolate.

The fingers were frozen stiff and had to tuck it into the sleeve. The knuckle of his right hand touched the scar on his left wrist, and he felt a chill.

Along the way, we didn't speak again, only the sound of falling leaves in our ears.

Maybe it's winter, it gets dark quickly, but there are no inns or inns on the mountain to rest in, and it's too difficult to find a place where wild beasts can't get close to such cold weather.

In the end, we had to wait for the night to pass at the mouth of the cave, where the fire burned vigorously and the flames licked the air.

I sat by the fire and didn't feel warm at all.

I was born with a cold constitution, and it was aggravated after taking the ten spice surui, and there was no shelter in the wilderness, which was really worrying.

It is rare that in this weather, there are still stars in the sky, scattered in the dark sky.

When I was a child, my mother told me that when a loved one passed away, he would become a star in the sky and would exist in another form to accompany the person he wanted to protect.

I looked at the stars in the sky and wondered which one was my mother, which one was the silver moon, or, the shadow, Nata......

A fortune teller once said that my fate is a lonely star, and no one who comes close to me will have a good time.

I just thought he was talking nonsense, and I threw stones at him when he left, but now, I believe it.

Although my mother did not die because of me, my cowardice was also an indirect murderer of her. Yinyue died to protect me, Nata was buried in a sea of fire because of what I said, I failed to protect Shadow and let her pass away, and Beiyu Jinchen was always hurt again and again because of me.

Is this the so-called fate?

Buried your head in your knees, tiredness enveloping your entire body.

I felt movement on my back, and I looked up blankly, it was he who put his coat over me.

"Is it cold or not?" He asked.

I didn't answer, don't overdo it.

He's always like that, whether it's good or bad, the next moment it's like nothing happened.

He pulled my hands in front of him and kept me warm with hot air.

The breath was warm, and the white gas touched the back of the hand and disappeared.

Back all of a sudden, he pulled me to the small farm yard, he was driving wooden stakes in the garden, and I warmed his hands with a sigh of relief, and that time was my best memory.

Tears suddenly welled up in my eyes, and my heart suddenly hurt.

I silently withdrew my hand, his movements frozen in mid-air.

"Don't be so nice to me, the more you do this, the more uncomfortable I become."

He withdrew his hand and sat down next to me, silent.

"I'm just afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to do without you in the future."

"You're not alone." He sighed and gently took me in his arms, his body temperature passing through his clothes. "What I'm afraid of is that you will become a second Luo Yu, injured by me, and die because of me, only by staying away from me will you be safe, do you understand?"

"I'm not afraid of life and death, I ......" was interrupted by him before he finished speaking.

"Someone." His voice was lowered, his right hand held down the iron sword, and the cold Yi in his expression seemed to have changed as if he had changed a person.

Sure enough, there was a sound in the hay, messy but well-made footsteps, the sound of ironclad clothing rubbing. It sounds like not one person, but a group of people!

I drew my dagger from the package next to me and half-crouched on the ground, ready to go head-to-head.

The footsteps are getting closer, getting closer.

The cold sweat gave birth to his back, and the cool breeze blew even more biting.

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