Luo Qi and He Shiyun both saw the silk that wrapped around Luo Qi's waist and abdomen. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Luo Qi realized something at that time, and immediately turned to He Shiyun and said, "No! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the white silk threads were already straightened.

"Poof!"

In that silk, it carries the last power of the "silk".

Such a force dragged Luo Qi from under the stone ball.

The moment Luo Qi was dragged away, he could no longer hold the stone ball, so he could only reach out and grab He Shiyun's hand at a very fast speed.

The silk thread dragged Luo Qi out of the bottom of the stone ball.

When the stone ball fell violently, half of He Shiyun's body had just been pulled out by Luo Qi.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the stone ball fell to the ground.

The white silk thread, after pulling Luo Qi out of the boulder, spread out weakly.

"Silk", dead.

Xiaobai, dead.

He Shiyun is also dying.

"No!!"

Luo Qi's voice was full of heartbreaking.

He tore apart the silk that bound his waist, and hurried to the stone ball that fell to the ground, and saw the half of the pretty face that had been dragged out by him and not suppressed by the stone ball, and the lacquered eyes were staring blankly at a certain place in the sky.

An indescribable strange look was revealed in the pupils of that eye.

Luo Qi jumped up and began to push the stone ball with all his strength to push the stone ball away, but now that the qi and blood in his body are declining, he can't push it no matter how he pushes.

At this time, the rest of the people gathered around.

Zhang Chunjun, Yu Tong, Li Yuangang, Kui Yuan, Xu Ruoyu, Du Li, Chen Qian, and Zheng Yimao all saw the situation clearly, and quickly stepped forward to push the stone ball with all their strength with Luo Qi.

Before the stone ball was pushed away, He Shiyun, who was about to die, had already felt a very warm touch on the hard ground under him.

Is it blood?

Is it snow?

consciousness, gradually blurred.

The pain gradually subsided.

Memory, but suddenly rewinding.

"You! How dare you *** have an affair!! ”

The female voice, almost roaring, echoed through the small room, penetrating the thin walls and reaching the whispering onlookers.

"Smack!"

After the muffled sound, it was a man's rough gasp and hoarse roar: "you *** yellow-faced woman, you dare to shut up Lao Tzu's idle business!? ”

"You! How dare you hit me!? ”

The woman who was beaten seemed to be in disbelief, but when she reacted, she became furious.

"He Yukun! The old lady fought with you! ”

"Whoa!!"

The woman's roar was followed by the sound of a porcelain bowl shattering.

Hiding alone in the room, seven-year-old He Shiyun covered her ears tightly with her hands and curled up her thin body in the quilt.

She didn't know what was happening, but she felt a pang in her heart, but she was full of fear.

She didn't know how to face it yet, staring at a pair of big black eyes, trembling all over.

The next day, she was taken by her mother to leave the home where she had lived for seven years and the man named He Yukun.

Later, He Yukun had a car accident.

When He Shiyun rushed to the hospital, she only saw a cold corpse.

Later, her mother took her to remarry.

Every time long, her mother gave birth to Chen Qian.

After all, she is her own daughter, and the family's economy is also very poor.

The stepfather surnamed Chen was partial and caring for Chen Qian in every way, and deliberately ignored He Shiyun, and his mother turned her anger on He Shiyun because of her resentment towards He Yukun.

Since then, He Shiyun's childhood has been miserable.

Even, He Shiyun withdrew from school and went home before she finished junior high school.

At that time, she wanted to study very much, and she hated her parents and Chen Qian very much.

She hates the injustice of fate to her even more, and feels that everything in the world is so dark.

Until, on a snowy winter's day, on the banks of a small river with muddy water.

At that time, He Shiyun, wearing a thin white dress with no patterns, climbed over the not too high railing, and walked to the slippery riverbank.

She stood on the bank of the river, looking down at the muddy water, and suddenly showed a trace of hesitation on her pretty face.

But soon, the hesitation vanished.

He Shiyun smiled miserably, but felt a little cold.

She clasped her hands around her body, shivering.

Jump down, and you won't be cold.

He Shiyun thought to herself.

"Jump down, it won't be cold."

A slightly lazy voice suddenly sounded from behind the girl, and when the girl turned her head, she saw a face with a frowning brow.

The face was not handsome, with two flushed colors on the cheeks, which looked a little cute, but it was not a child's face.

The owner of this face is already in his twenties.

The man wore a purple scarf around his neck and a black down jacket and slightly tattered jeans.

And on the man's face, there were a pair of unusually deep eyes.

And at this time, those eyes were full of curiosity, doubt, and, and disdain?

Yes, disdainfully.

Between the pupils of those eyes, there was indeed obvious disdain.

Although He Shiyun is still young, her heart is too mature because of the divorce of her parents.

She could already discern many emotions from human eyes, but she had never encountered such an undisguised look of disdain.

People, especially adults, are always hypocritical.

He Shiyun suddenly realized that she might have met an adult who was not too hypocritical.

This aroused the interest of the girl.

She stepped forward in a few steps, and just wanted to speak, but found that the other party spoke first.

is still a lazy tone, an ordinary face, and even a little wooden.

"This snow, crystal white, seems to have nothing to do with all the filth in the world."

"You, like the snow in the sky."

"But when you fall into the water, it doesn't melt like snow."

"So, you're not as good as this snow."

The twenty-two-year-old man raised his head slightly, and his gaze jumped over He Shiyun's head, staring at the sky that was full of dark clouds and a little gray.

The man paused slightly, then chuckled: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, the law of nature." ”

"No one can escape, but if you die in vain, maybe you will fall into the infernal land because of your unfinished life."

"In the end, you won't be able to go to the sky, you won't be able to enter the earth, you'll be alone."

"At that time, what is locked in your heart is no longer cold, but lonely."

"Whew!"

Hearing this, He Shiyun sneered noncommittally.

This person is so funny, save people, save people, and tell these lies, what age are they now, do you really think you are so easy to deceive? Neurotic bar.

The girl thought to herself.

"So, excuse me."

He Shiyun looked at the man who was looking up at the sky with some contempt, slightly pursed his mouth, and said, "What is the sky?" What is the earth? ”

"Have you seen it?"

After He Shiyun finished speaking, she looked at the man with satisfaction and lowered his head slightly, and looked at himself with some surprise.

Sample, let's show the stuffing.

The girl was a little proud, and saw the corners of the man's mouth curled up suddenly.

The man smiled.

With a smile on his face, he climbed over the railing, stood in front of the girl, and stretched out his hand very unreasonably, and ruffled the hair in front of the girl's forehead.

He stared into the girl's eyes and said word by word, "I haven't seen it, but you have seen it." ”

"Because, only those who have seen hell know that heaven is there."

"Only those who have lost know what it means to cherish."

The man took off the scarf from his neck, slowly wrapped it around He Shiyun's neck, and then looked at He Shiyun, who was a little stiff all over, and asked with a puzzled face: "Is it warm?" ”

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