This year, Nian Jun Yao and Feng Liangzheng and others have spent time on the border garrison, this year's weather is also a little extreme, it is almost the New Year, the border is still cold and windy, but there is no snow, usually the border begins to snow in November.

It didn't snow, but it was cold.

If there is nothing special, Nian Jinshu wants to stay at home and not move, the weather is cold, and the garrison project is almost the main coordination of Nian Junyao and Feng Liangzheng, Yan Hui and she have been cultivating, and they have not helped much.

When I woke up that day, it was even colder.

Snow outside the window, when the Nian Jin Book pushed open the window, it was already a white world, wrapped in silver makeup, there were many children downstairs wrapped in cotton jackets playing snowballs, the snow on the ground was very deep, a cold wind blew, Nian Jin Shu shivered, the tip of the nose was frozen red, she was in a good mood to watch the children play in the snow, remembered when she was a child.

One year, during the New Year, she also used to pull the geese back to play in the snow, and the children were not interested in building snowmen, they were all snowball fights, rolling in the snow, and having a very good time.

Nian Jun Yao and Feng Liangzheng didn't go out today, the weather was too cold, and the people who cultivated immortals were not very afraid of the cold, but after all, they were also flesh and blood, because they wanted to be stationed at the border, Feng Liangzheng bought a two-story small building next to the inn, and several people lived in the small building. When Nian Jinshu came out to look for Yan Hui, he and Feng Liangzheng, Nian Jun Yao were drinking while playing chess on the warm couch in the study, and the small table next to him was warm with hot wine, Xue Lan also sat aside, the four of them were rarely very harmonious, Xue Lan couldn't drink, Yan Hui also deliberately drank in front of him, so angry that Xue Lan wanted to hit him, but couldn't, and looked at him gloomily behind his back.

Because he is a fool, standing behind him like this, there is really a feeling of wind gusting in the wind, which is very suitable for this winter.

Nian Jinshu secretly thought, if Princess Su Kite is also there, it will be perfect.

The smile on Brother Liangzheng's face will also be thicker.

"Ah Jin, come in, it's so cold, what are you doing standing by the window all the time?"

Xue Lan said, "Yes, it's still blocking me from enjoying the snow." ”

Nian Jinshu came in with a smile, took off his shoes and socks, and sat next to Yan Hui, Yan Hui naturally brushed off the snow on her shoulder, and poured her a glass of warm wine.

Xue Lan said, "You drink a few glasses, don't go crazy with alcohol." ”

She didn't dare to compliment the wine of the Nian Jin Book.

"I'm not drunk with ten glasses right now!"

"Oh, that's amazing. Xue Lan replied very perfunctorily, and Nian Jinshu subconsciously hugged Xue Lan, and then pounced into the air.

There was silence.

There was no sound, only the sound of the fire.

Those things that were deliberately forgotten were cruel again, and they were clearly reminded that Xue Lan was dead.

"Here, have another drink. Xue Lan was the first to break the silence.

Nian Jinshu also really poured a glass of wine, "Come, respect you!"

"No, it's not Qingming yet. ”

Crowd, "......"

Nian Jun Yao couldn't help laughing, the tense and embarrassing emotions just now were diluted a lot, they would always forget that Xue Lan was dead, and they always subconsciously wanted to touch him.

Then, it always ended up empty.

Xue Lan wanted to say, in fact, it's nothing, don't be so careful, if you die, you'll die, and if you can't be resurrected, it's nothing, just be a ghost, by their side, as long as you are so happy all the time, it's okay.

The only regret is that he doesn't know where Princess Su Kite is or if she is still alive.

In this world, the person he is most sorry for is Xue Su Kite.