The icy and snowy weather, the endless forest, and the wind blowing the trees.

On the snow, two teenagers stood.

A man in black clothes, straighter than a tree, with his hands hanging at his sides, looking up at the night sky, his eyes dark.

A white-clothed man, who seemed to be wounded, leaned against the trunk of a tree, his body mottled with blood, and his half-closed eyes flashed with longing.

The snowflakes fell straight down, a thick layer, and quickly buried the piles of corpses around them, and the ice water mixed with blood water, the color was beautiful.

Someone stepped forward, patted the two teenagers on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Well done, you can go home." ”

……

Ye Weilan woke up from her dream.

The little bald head sat on the edge of the bed and shook her shoulder: "Don't sleep, I'm going to be hungry......"

Ye Weilan was shaken dizzy: "Don't make trouble." ”

Seeing that she was awake, the little bald head jumped out of bed, kicked and ran out, and soon ran back, full of energy, very excited: "Auntie, you said last night that you would add vegetables today." ”

Ye Weilan looked in his direction, and there seemed to be light in his eyes, which was the light that came alive from some kind of memory.

She paused for a moment before whispering, "Okay." ”

……

A glimmer of light leaked in.

People who have not seen the light of day for a long time raise their heads, and the bloodthirsty traces under their eyes are like a dark net, spreading layer by layer.

The owl stood still in front of him, staring at this cool and beautiful face.

Qi Ye let out a charming laugh: "You lost." ”

Xiao scooped up his collar, and his eyes showed great anger: "I won't lose!" You can never lose! ”

Qi Ye stared at him, and suddenly laughed, with a hint of nostalgia and cruelty in his eyes: "That's right, in order to win, you can even send him up for me to kill ......"

Xiao let go of him, turned around, and said in an indifferent tone: "He is dead, so you are my son, a really strong man doesn't need feelings, he is too soft-hearted, he deserves to die in your hands." ”

The most ruthless and ruthless are qualified to live to the end.

Qi Ye's demon-like eyes, at this moment, like a meteor, crossed a wisp of deep grief, he stared at the person in front of him, and a black flame ignited in his eyes: "So if you die at my hands, you deserve it." ”

Xiao smiled coldly and turned his head again: "The gamble is not over yet, I didn't want to be too cruel to you, but you and that woman are too ignorant!" ”

He clasped Qi Ye's neck with a cold expression: "If she saw the way you looked at that time, do you think she would still love you?" Women are selfish and hypocritical creatures, they love your face, love your money, love your power and wealth, no one will love your heart! ”

He clicked on the position of Qi Ye's heart: "A demon's heart!" ”

Qi Ye lowered his head, and suddenly "shhh ”

The owl was stunned.

Qi Ye said lovingly: "The angel is singing......"

In the dark room, I don't know where a soft and ethereal song floated out, comparable to the sound of heaven.

It seems to come from the depths of heaven, cleansing the soul.

Xiao shook him off rudely: "Those who walk out of the forest of death are not eligible for happiness. ”

He stepped out, slammed the door shut, and darkness returned to the room.

It's a very dark color, without a hint of light.

Qi Ye closed his eyes and carefully captured the singing.

Not eligible for happiness?

He smiled sarcastically.

Before he died, the man said to him with a smile: "One day, happiness will come to you, there will be someone to accompany you, love you, you will fulfill all your wishes, no regrets, and look at the glitz of the world in peace and quiet." ”