A face flashed through her mind, but at the same time, a voice was a tragic reminder to herself: no way, he can't still have the strength to wait for you, he may have died long ago...... By the time you decide to abandon him, he's already been killed. He won't live long to wait for you to come......

In this life, she thinks she owes not many people, but for that person, from beginning to end, she has always owed it, life, love, and even his honor and personality...... A great and simple man who lives and dies at his own hands......

She laughed miserably and muttered to herself: Feng Miaolian, you deserve it! You have today, all of which are self-inflicted and do not deserve anyone's sympathy.

As early as when you thought of Yega as a pawn crossing the river, you decided that you were not worthy of any new life;

Even if you take the risk of returning the decree to His Majesty, and retreat as an advance, trying to win his last sympathy and nostalgia...... Your despicable intentions doom you to your perdition today.

But why is my heart unwilling? Why is there such a strong expectation in fear? In the ice and snow, why do you see a trace of green emerging from the bottom of the ground?

Like a sika deer that has been lurking for a long time, however, the antlers have been discounted by hunters.

She turned her horse's head, judged a direction, and headed west.

It was the direction of the Longmen Grottoes, because of the ice and snow, there were no pilgrims, the thatched huts and fences on the roadside, the woods and villages, all covered in a thick thick, no one could be seen, and no living creature could be seen.

Feng Miaolian walked forward, and suddenly felt as if she had walked into a ghost town, all the ghosts had been frozen, they could not speak, they would not stand up, but when midnight came, it would be brightly lit, and all the ghosts would provoke a joyful dance......

She didn't feel frightened, her eyes stared at the vast white snow, and in the white world, she felt a tingling.

As tears flowed from her eyes, she remembered a disease called snow blindness, which is said not to really make you blind, but it is enough to make you unable to see for days.

In the ice and snow, he became a blind man again, how can he complete the last part of the vast journey?

It seems that God can't see it, and is determined to fall into the well, give this woman who is to blame a huge punishment, and deprive her of the last trace of life.

Feng Miaolian covered the horse, buried her head and face in a burst of darkness, and a faint voice in her heart became louder and louder, more and more arrogant: No, I have no power to continue to go down. I don't want to go, I'm too tired of the journey of my life; Just sleep here, lie down, the snow is so soft, like warm cotton wool spread on layers of down......

As soon as her body went limp, she fell lightly from her horse.

When I fell into the thick snow, I immediately felt a warmth, like a stove lit in winter, like a hot kang burning in the north, and even those snowflakes flying into my mouth were like a glass of wine that was just warm......

Red clay small stove, want to drink a cup of nothing?

In a trance, it was the winter of Beiwudang, and the men and women of their childhood sweethearts sat in the side hall of Cining Palace, the tea was cooked hot, three or two fresh pastries, and the strong fragrance of stewed roe deer meat with apples......

"Miaolian, it's your turn, how do you take this step?"

"Miaolian, you are not allowed to play tricks, and you will not regret your mistakes......"

"Miao Lian, this is a flower for you, is it good?"

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She closed her eyes suddenly, feeling that life was so beautiful, heaven and earth, the world, friends, lovers...... It's like there's never been a break, there's never been a betrayal, there's never been a loss of favor, there's never been a snub and a hopeless...... At that time, how good, a girl's most brilliant years......

There was a "whoosh" sound, and something jumped and flew by. However, he soon stopped again, and stared at the strange piece lying on the ground with wide curious eyes.

Its paws tugged at the shaggy fur that had not yet been covered in snow, soft and full of novelty. Then, he stretched out his paw and tossed it on the man's cold face.

Perhaps, it is just a one-year-old squirrel, and it has never been so close to a human in its life, and its dreams are the snow white of winter, the pine nuts of autumn, the green of spring, and the flowers of midsummer...... But humans, they look so wonderful, with heaving chests, slight heat, long eyelashes, pale cheeks......

Its claws reached out again, and opened her eyelids, as if to see if this wonderful human had the same big clever eyes as hers.

When its claws reached out for the third time, the marvelous human suddenly opened its eyes and stared blankly at the furry paws...... Tiger? Bear?

I don't know if I'm afraid, as if I have just been disturbed from a dream, stretch my waist, and continue to lie in the warm quilt to continue the next sleep.

However, the feeling of warmth quickly disappeared as a bloody streak was scratched on the face, a burning pain. The little squirrel opened his eyes to meet her gaze, and there was no intention of escaping, still looking at her curiously, his eyelids almost touching her long eyelashes.

It's like in a long dream, she stretched out her hand and subconsciously hugged the squirrel, like hugging a little child, but when her hand touched a mass of emptiness, she only heard a squeak, and the squirrel jumped up smartly, wiggling its big furry tail and immediately jumped away.

Miao Lian stretched out her hand again, the squirrel had already run away, her eyes followed out, and saw a lush ice-covered tree in front of her, in the snow-white world, the furry claws touched the falling snow to reveal a small hole, just enough for it to hide in it smartly, picked up a handful of pine nuts, and deliciously enjoyed the dry food she had stored for the winter......

All the dreams are gone, the palaces of Beiwudang, the stoves, the fragrant pastries, the warm rooms...... Only the blood stains on his cheeks that were dug out by the squirrel reminded himself hotly: Feng Miaolian, you are the only one!

At this point, you are lying in the snow and ice, with no home, no direction, and nowhere to go......

However, there is someone waiting for you.

The man who was used by you, deceived by you, sacrificed by you, is still waiting for you stupidly.

"Ye Jia...... Ye Jia...... Are you really still waiting for me? Did you call this squirrel to wake me up? ”

Miao Lian sat up, her waist hurting so much that she could barely support her heavy head.

Fortunately, the thick coat and high-quality ferret fluff allowed her to walk such a long way in the ice and snow, and she never died.

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