"Burn her, burn her, burn her!"

"She's a shrine maiden, you must burn her. ”

"We must not let the children of the devil plague us!"

......

The girl looked up, and the sky was gray and foggy, snowflakes were falling one by one, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground. People trampled on the snow and cursed her as she was hung from an iron frame, and under her feet was firewood soaked with oil, and the stench of fuel oil penetrated through the wind and snow into her nostrils.

It's so cold, the girl thought to herself.

Since she was born, the cold air seems to have been with her. Whenever she looked up, she saw a foggy sky, snowflakes flying in the air, and she shivered in the snow. In order to prevent her from freezing to death in the cold winter, her mother covered her body with her clothes, but she died that winter. Since then, Winter has never left her, as if she had taken her mother's place, and would always be by her side.

She doesn't like winter either, but she's never seen any other season. Wherever she went, the snowflakes fell, freezing the crops and the poor to death. She also hated herself, because she slowly learned that the murderer of her mother was herself.

Yes, she is a shrine maiden, and the fate of the shrine maiden should have been buried in the fire. But how could she be a child of the devil, if her mother was a devil, she wouldn't die so easily. In this way, she wished that her mother was the devil, so that she would not always be alone.

But it's finally over.

She watched as the guard lit the firewood at her feet and closed her eyes gently.

It's warm, she thought.

......

When the girl opened her eyes, the sky was still gray and misty overhead, and the falling snowflakes did not mean to stop. But her body was no longer as cold as before, and her whole body was warm, and she lowered her head to see that she was wrapped in a strange black robe.

Is this heaven? she thought to herself, not much different from the world before.

At this moment, a deep male voice sounded in her ears. She turned her head and saw a young man smiling at her, she had never seen such a person, if her world was gray all the year round, then youth was a bright color, and her eyes flashed with a light that no one else had.

“*&#！——”

The young man said a lot of words to herself, but unfortunately she couldn't understand a single word, could it be that this was the words of the kingdom of heaven? She tilted her head slightly, expressing her puzzlement. The young man realized something, patted his head violently, and then took out a small green ball from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

He frowned tightly, as if in great pain. After a few minutes, however, his expression returned to his original expression, and he spoke again in a language that the girl could understand: "Are you feeling better?"

The girl nodded.

"What's your name?"

"Vivien. She hesitated, then added, "People call me Snow Maiden, and they say I'm the devil's daughter." ”

"No, that's their ignorance. The young man's tone was extraordinarily relaxed, out of step with the dullness of the world, "If you really want to speak, you should be a daughter of God." ”

"God's, daughter?"

"Uh-huh. ”

Few people are willing to say so much to her, even in the kingdom of heaven. The girl was eager to ask the youth more about the kingdom of heaven, but she didn't have much strength at the moment, and the last time she had dinner was a month ago. What she's eaten to get by in the past month, I'm almost losing sight of what she's eaten. She lowered her head, and her stomach screamed, does Heaven also go hungry?

"Oops, I almost forgot. ”

The young man patted his head again, and then pulled out a brightly colored yellow keg from the black package. The girl had never seen anything like this, and tilted her head to watch as the youth tore open the paper on the bucket, which contained something similar to a dough cake.

She watched as the young man poured the boiling water that had been boiled on the campfire into the wooden bucket and covered the paper. After a few minutes, the young man placed the barrel at the girl's feet, and the girl looked up at him suspiciously.

"What do you want now, silently make a wish in your heart, and then lift that layer of paper, and the wish will come true. The young man stared at her with a smile.

The girl blinked, all she wanted was something to eat, preferably hot soup. So she silently made a wish in her heart, and then gently tore the layer of paper that covered the barrel. Then, an enticing scent entered her nostrils.

She froze. A few minutes ago, the bucket was still dry, but now it was filled with noodles in thick soup.

Is this the power of God?

"Eat. The young man said softly.

The girl picked up the small wooden barrel, and the warmth from the palm of her hand spread throughout her body. She couldn't hold back any longer, picked up the fork in the barrel and ate it. She swore she had never eaten noodles so good, far more delicious than the noodles in those restaurants. She wanted to bury her whole head in it, but in doing so, her hair fell into the noodle soup.

Until the young man reached out and grabbed her hair. She was stunned, raised her head and looked at the young man blankly.

"It's not good to get your hair dirty. The young man shrugged, "Well, I'll hold it for you, and you keep eating." ”

The girl hesitated for a few seconds, but she couldn't resist the temptation of the noodles and began to eat them again. But this time she ate much slower, and she didn't know if it was smoked by the noodle soup, and she felt her eyes blur. The young man's hand was still in her ear, and she could feel the warmth of the palm, and she turned her head to see a black wooden ring on the young man's middle finger, and on the ring was a text she didn't recognize.

"Vivien's name is too inconvenient to call, and Snow Maiden is not good. The young man's voice came into her ears again, "Let's call you Ani, it doesn't have any special meaning, it's just a girl, an ordinary girl." ”

......

Ani sat on the floor of the room on the second floor, staring blankly at the black wooden ring in her hand, with [THIRD] engraved in the center of the ring.

It was raining heavily outside, and the rain was hitting the windows with a "popping" sound. The whole sky was dark, and the layers of dark clouds looked like mountains with no end in sight.

"He's not coming back. ”

Ye Zhifan's voice sounded in her head.

Bang bang bang.

There was a knock on the door, and the voice of the boy who had only seen him a few times came in.

"Well, you're okay. Bai Yiquan said outside the house, "I'm sorry, I was cheap just now, don't you mind." ”

Ani didn't speak, but slowly held the ring in the palm of her hand.

No one can take his place, Ani thought to herself.

......

It seems that not only do you have negative charm points, but also negative communication skills.

Bai Yiquan looked at the immovable wooden door and sighed silently in his heart. This is different from what is written in the novel.,I'm a traverser anyway.,It's okay if you don't have a gold finger.,Why are even these base points negative.。 Some people travel back in time to save the declining empire, and some people travel to another world to become a generation of grandmasters. But what about himself.,Being taken to another world is living with a girl who is too pretty.,It's just that this girl doesn't want to pay attention to herself at all.,He doesn't dare to get up like the male protagonist of an urban novel.,Otherwise, I don't know when I'm killed by thunder.。

I knew that I would have brought some textbooks, and I wouldn't waste this half a month of review time, maybe I would have to be driven back to take the college entrance examination.

Bai Yiquan walked down from the second floor with a lonely face, Ani not only didn't open the door, but she didn't even have the interest to reply to him.

What should be done?

Bai Yiquan, who returned to the living room, began to think deeply, now that he is ordering to pick up girls, bah, he wants to take care of this girl from another world. Let her mood stay happy, at least not be sad all day long like Lin Daiyu, which is also the basis for him to be able to live in [THIRD]. After all, he was not a godborn, just an ordinary mortal.

What an annoyance.