They are like a bunch of tangled threads, money, fame, status, which one is what you want most.

There may be more to it than that.

Whether it's day or night, as long as you're alive, these questions are always haunting your mind.

But when it comes to dying, maybe there will be a new understanding.

No one can take it away, they are like unwanted stone dust, falling piece by piece.

Liu Qingqing felt that she was walking in a valley of ice and snow.

White on all sides.

All the snow white in the eyes can give people hallucinations.

It felt blue and cold.

The wind cut his cheeks like an ice blade, and even his hair froze, fluttering in the wind and beating against his bare neck.

Liu Qingqing dragged her frozen legs.

It was as if the hands were unconscious.

She struggled over the hillside and saw a lighted hut under the chestnut tree that had lost its leaves.

Immediately made her feel very warm, and imagined that there must be a charcoal fire inside, and the light of the fire was reflected in the eyes of the owner.

Liu Qingqing is 100% convinced that this person is her relative!

"Daddy!" It was as if her heart was about to jump out of her body, and she immediately ran towards the hut.

She was getting closer and closer to the hut.

In a field of snow, the hut seemed to glow holy.

That's right------- at the moment of death, what Liu Qingqing needs most is warmth, the warmth from a loved one.

She ran towards the hut, feeling that she was getting smaller and smaller, as small as she could remember.

As young as she was when she could just know her father.

It must have been the best moment of her life.

The love from her relatives is enough for her to travel long distances alone in her future life, and she is still so strong.

The door opened, and the light of the fire leaked out of the hut and reflected in the snow in front of the door.

"Daddy!"

It can be imagined that Liu Qingqing was in a cheerful mood at that time.

However------

It wasn't my father standing at the door.

Is it Ma Yiming?

With the light on his back, Ma Yiming's tall figure formed a gray-black silhouette between the snow and the firelight.

"You can't go in." Ma Yiming propped his hands on the door frame and blocked Liu Qingqing's way.

"Why? This is my home! Liu Qingqing couldn't wait, and stuck out her head to look into the room, she was sure that her father was inside.

However, Ma Yiming blocked the door like a mountain.

"Go in and you're dead!" He said.

"Nonsense." Liu Qingqing was already frozen and stiff, and she felt that her body was about to freeze.

And the room in front of her was clearly warm, and it was the place she longed for and wanted to go the most.

"Daddy!" She shouted loudly.

"Qingqing!" I remember my father's voice coming from the house.

She was so happy that she burst into tears.

She quickly wrapped up her thin clothes and bumped into Ma Yiming, "Let me in!" ”

But this collision was like hitting a door panel.

I only felt a tightness in my right wrist, and my body fell out and fell into the snow.

Liu Qingqing's thin body was covered in snow, and the snow water was even more bitingly cold.

"Ma Yiming!" Liu Qingqing said angrily, "What are you doing in my house!" ”

Ma Yiming moved his sensual lips, "I'm not Ma Yiming, I'm the Flame General of the White Tiger Empire of L-Star." We've met. ”

It turned out that the Flame General had turned into Ma Yiming!

"It's so hateful, then you shouldn't come to my house!"

"This isn't your home." "It's where the Grim Reaper lives." ”

"You're a liar!" Liu Qingqing burst into tears, forming a thin layer of ice on Fei Nen's cheeks.

"Have you forgotten that your father is dead?"

Yes, of course Liu Qingqing knows that his father is dead.

But the hut in front of me was still warm.

And she knew her dad was inside.

"Daddy!" She clasped her hands to her lips and shouted inside.

"Qingqing." Death responded inside, and the voice was like that of a father, so warm, so kind, so loving.

Liu Qingqing looked there with tears in her eyes.

"Life and death are in the same place." "But where you should be now, on the road," said the Flame General. ”

"I see." Liu Qingqing choked.

Even if she regained some senses, emotionally, she was still reluctant to come here, "Let me look at him." ”

"Can't!" General Flame - Well, it's Ma Yiming, Ma Yiming's face is as ruthless as a knife. "You can never see him again, he's dead. Even if you see it, it's just an illusion. ”

Liu Qingqing bit her lower lip tightly, biting a trace of blood on her frozen purple lower lip.

"Let's go!" Flame General ------- Ma Yiming said.

"Qingqing." The voice of death drew closer, and he walked towards the door.

"Let's go!"

Liu Qingqing saw Ma Yiming let out a long roar, and his handsome face suddenly deformed.

The fire in the hut was suddenly extinguished.

Instead, there was a stuffy black smoke, bursts of smoke coming out of it.

Yes, that's not Daddy, it's Death.

This hut is not her home, but the place where the Grim Reaper is stationed.

Liu Qingqing burst into tears.

"Daddy!" She cried out, why, why didn't she even let me see the last of them.

Liu Qingqing's thoughts went back to five years ago.

She is taking the college entrance examination.

They all felt the need to tell her.

Maybe it was forgetting to tell her.

Who knows, in their eyes, she is not important.

Her person doesn't matter, and her thoughts and feelings don't matter.

"He's not your father." She felt that she might have come close to the truth.

But she didn't let them tell the truth to herself.

She covered her ears.

The truth doesn't matter!

"You don't want to go quickly! ~" The deformed Ma Yiming shouted, his smooth face covered with yellow fluff, like a monkey that had not fully evolved.

It was this image that made Liu Qingqing quickly sober up.

The dream is gone.

The father disappeared.

Flame General, huh? Liu Qingqing cried bitterly in her heart, I hate you switching between the images of Ma Yiming and Sun Monkey!

"Liu Qingqing! Come on! ”

"Daddy!"

It seemed to be a cutter that cut his present and past alive, and Liu Qingqing's heart ached.

"Daddy!" She choked up, realizing that she couldn't shout those two words anyway.

She felt something explode inside her.

Or what's breaking down.

The blue light and the orange light are like two saws of different colors.

Chain after chain was sawn.

How could there be chains in her body, wasn't it the molecule of ricin?

She actually felt the molecular structure?

And the orange monster was still shouting in the pile of black smoke: "Liu Qingqing! Come on! ”

"Qingqing! Green! ”

Liu Qingqing's whole body was trapped in the swollen pile of black smoke, and the world in front of her was pitch black.

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"Qingqing! Green! She still heard her name being called, accompanied by a sharp knock on the door.

"Huh." Liu Qingqing's body felt it, and she knew that there was a hard and cold floor under her, and a fluffy thing at hand.

She opened her eyes slightly, and light came into her eyes.

The world in front of her was still a blur, but she knew she was in the foyer of the rental house.

"Qingqing! Green! People outside the door were still knocking and calling her name.

Liu Qingqing heard it, it was Luo Yang's voice.

She's back.

She walked away from the ghost gate for a while, but came back alive.

Liu Qingqing struggled hard, holding the sofa with one hand, and struggled to sit up from the ground.

His eyes blurred, and he noticed that there was a cloud of blue satin-like fluffy stuff on the sofa.

"What's that?" Liu Qingqing stretched out her hand and touched it, this thing seemed to be moving, it turned out to be alive?

What kind of little animal came to my house, it's quite cute.