Luo Tiantian analyzed seriously, since he could still say such things with an indifferent face, there were only two truths:

First, he is enduring pain to save face, but he wants to pretend to be generous even though his heart is like a knife;

Second, this product is really rich, and he doesn't pay attention to these little cues at all, and he can even make jokes to relieve his boredom.

Oh, it doesn't matter if you're really fat, or if you slap your swollen face and become fat, this girl is waiting for you today. Being able to eat your hemorrhage is also a skill!

In fact, just now, because Luo Tiantian had already ordered all the food in the pavilion, the enlarged table in front of her had been filled densely and orderly.

Because this place is mainly for people's recreation, everything is based on beauty. Each plate of food is creatively styled and placed together beautifully.

In fact, Luo didn't eat a lot, she just poked one or two times at each plate, making the whole table very messy, so it looked like a mess, like a dog had picked it up.

After eating, Luo tilted her head with one hand, took out the grapes from the dish on her right hand with the other hand, kept stuffing them into her mouth, and silently watched Ling Xi's two goods dangling in front of her eyes, and the fan swaying around, I really wanted to say: Aren't you cold?

Thinking so, she also asked: "Ling Xi, in this winter, you seem to be very hot?" ”

Luo Tiantian blinked, glanced out the window, and said, "It's snowing outside, it should be very cool, do you want to go out to breathe?" ”

Ling Xi was choked by himself again, and the tea that was stuck in his throat was waiting to be swallowed, and he almost coughed up Yin Luo's words, and quickly drank a large sip of tea to suppress the suddenly bulging little heart.

Luo poured out a serious attitude, a serious expression, as if he was discussing some big secret with him, which made Ling Xi's inexplicable scalp cold, giving birth to a feeling that if he dared to refuse him, he would be a sinner.

Ling Xi made a very profound look of righteousness, and said: "This is not necessary, after all, when you enter here, you must ensure absolute bearing, and you can't spoil the atmosphere because of your own desires, right?" ”

As he spoke, he closed the fan with a wave of one hand, and then slowly sat down at the table, with his signature smile on his face that had not changed for a hundred years, and all his movements were done in one go, naturally and neatly, and he could not see the slightest sense of discomfort.

However, when it comes to the weather, it's a magical thing. When the two of them came in just now, it seemed that there was still a very bright and warm ray of sunshine, and it was only a little older that the sky began to fall with fine snow.

Winter is here.

It's snowing.

Ling Xi was a little dazed.

Seventeen years have passed, and in a blink of an eye, seventeen years have passed.

Same snowy scene, different places, different countries, different people. Sixteen years ago, the little boy in the pavilion in the vast snow, who was at a loss and longing for his family, was no more, and the person he was waiting for would never come back.

On that day, the soldiers came to the city, and the blood flowed outside the city, and the dark red fishy liquid flowed down the blood path to the boy's feet, staining the boy's plain canvas shoes red. It was the blood of his loved ones.

Later, a man braved the rain of knives and arrows to find the boy, ignored the boy's cries, carried the boy all the way out of the city, and stepped over the corpses of the people.

The man took the boy all the way north, thinking that he could survive, but in the end, there were enemy soldiers behind the cliff, and there was no way out.