"The mountains are similar, the snow is the same, and the bluestone is still locked in white mist. The people are gone, and the love is the same. Parting the same, where does the heart go.

The king is not crowned, the concubine has declined, and the tears are stained with green silk and red face. Remembering the homeland, it is difficult to remember yesterday. The mountain league is especially there, and the brocade book is difficult to support. ”

A lonely figure, dressed in red and wearing a red cloak, stood on the tip of the red stone of the snow-capped mountain, like an eternal sculpture, looking at the endless night sky. The cloak made a popping sound in the cold wind; The chanting like a cry was torn into notes by the wind and snow and scattered in all directions.

A silver dragon stretches across the sky: magnificent, silvery, the sun in the east is still pregnant in the sea of clouds, and the white clouds of the mountain stream set off the wonder of the sunshine golden mountain.

In the vastness of the sea of clouds, a red ball rises, slowly, the Buddha's light flickers, the glow of the ten thousand ways, the golden light is shining, and the peaks are dyed.

This is the highest mountain on the planet, and the 'Veiled Goddess' is the name given to this snow-capped mountain by the locals, meaning that at any given time, the entire snow-capped mountain is shrouded in a mysterious snowstorm, and it is difficult for people to see her true face.

Senior Sister has been here since last night, and she has maintained her current posture, and her gaze is exactly the center of the galaxy.

The hair was white, the eyebrows were white, the eyelashes were white, and tears flowed from the eye sockets and froze on the face before they slipped to the ground. From the collar to the cheeks, two crystal icicles were formed, and under the reflection of the morning sun, they actually shimmered with colorful light.

Gradually, Liu Ni felt that the surroundings became brighter, but the sun that had just risen gradually became less dazzling, and the whole mountain top also rose with the sun, and the cold did not seem to be as strong as before.

It was as if someone was sitting in the shadows opposite her and watching her, and Liu Ni only saw a pair of familiar eyes. A great sorrow came over her, her hands gradually relaxed, the space around her gradually lost their shape and color, and in a drowsy light, Liu Ni seemed to see a door appear in the halo of the sun, and from the door there was a small figure.

"Master, Master," she shouted, "I feel like I'm dying, it's good to see you, thank you, my teacher!" She tried to reach out her hand, but it hung limply beside her.

At this time, she seemed to feel that the master was smiling there, not the strange and terrible smile when he saw through the secrets of his heart, but the loving smile of a father to a baby.

At the same time, the master grew tall in her eyes, almost twice as tall as usual, like a handsome and mighty god, appearing on the red veil, his jet-black hair swept back, and he stood there majestically, like an angel who would punish the wicked at the Last Judgment.

"Master, your hair is really beautiful." Liu Ni's gaze greedily focused on the flowing hair, and the long bundle of hair was also dancing in the wind.

Liu Ni stood there weakly, without the slightest strength to move a step, how she wanted to hold the bundle of hair in her hands, but she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers, a pleasant numbness seeped into every blood, and his mind showed unpredictable thoughts, like patterns in a kaleidoscope.

He was weak and unconscious of the outside world. He seemed to have fallen into the same indifferent coma as he had been before he died.

She wanted to raise her arm, hoping that Shizun would hold her hand again like she had done at the beginning, but her hand couldn't move at all.

She wanted to say her final goodbye to Master, but her tongue was out of her control, blocking her throat like a statue, unable to make a sound.

His tired eyes closed involuntarily.

However, looking out of her drooping eyelids, he vaguely saw a figure moving, and although she felt that it was white, she recognized it with the only remaining consciousness ---- Lilia.

She was pale and had a sweet smile, like a loving angel who had cast out the vengeful angels, "Could it be that the gates of heaven have been opened for me?" The dying man thought, "That angel is really my master, my father, my brother, my love."

"My master! My lover! Liu Ni shouted from the depths of her soul, but she couldn't make a sound from her mouth. All her energy seemed to be focused on the passion in her heart, and he sighed and closed his eyes.

"Alas," someone sighed, "Bitter Nizi, you have pinned your fate on him, and he has already left us.

I'm glad I'm still here. Nizi, from now on, you may never see each other again in this world, because in his world, we are not even a passerby. The voice choked with excitement, "From now on, she will be alone in this world." ”

"A lonely man!" Another voice repeated. "Why?"

"Because tomorrow, my friends, you are all free, and you can all find your rightful place in this vast galaxy, and I will return to the place where I came."

Ruyin raised her two white hands to the sky, and shouted in a hoarse voice with tears in her eyes, "Then you are leaving us too, Mr. Jesus?" ”

"Jack! Ruyin! You are still very young, it is the age of the prime, forget it, forget everything before, you can stay here, you can also go to the new planet that is arranged for you, you can also choose to wander, no matter what choice you make, the end point is here, go and live a happy life! ”

"Oh my God!" Ruyin shouted, she was leaning against Jack by this time, resting her head on his chest, "Can't you see how pale his face is?" Can't you see how much pain he has? ”

"I'm still young," Jack replied softly, stroking Ruyin's shoulder, "I love this sweet life you have arranged for me, and I will try to live it." ”

The crisp air and the fluttering snowflakes discouraged Mickey. On the way here since yesterday, she has always felt a high degree of mental tension, her face is pale, and she always feels that there is something mysterious behind her, ready to jump out at any time and give herself a fatal blow.

She didn't expect that, even in her dreams, she probably never expected that she would be in such a bad environment.

The biting cold wind, like a sharp knife, can break in unscrupulously from any place on your body that you can't imagine, even if there is only an insignificant small gap, even if her body is already covered with thick cotton clothes, and then, flow everywhere on you unscrupulously.

Mickey tightened her neckline, shrunk her head into the neckline, paused, turned around and said, "Here we are." ”

He was only a few steps away from her, but he still didn't dare to approach her.

"You didn't speak all the way," she continued, "I know what you're worried about, if there are five hundred axes hidden somewhere, and a sniper rifle with a black hole sticking out from behind some boulder. Although I don't think they are, it's still possible. One of their brutes may always recognize you and hear you. It's all right here. ”

He still didn't have the courage to approach her. "Is it all right here?" He repeated the sentence mechanically, his eyes looking around for a glimpse of his inner turmoil.

"Yes. You see, there are only stones and crazy snowflakes here. "This is a place where no one can hide for a long time." Besides, here ... No one could come, and I didn't understand why the angels had to choose this place. ”

They're just running out of things to say. He had already thought of getting closer to her. She stood in front of him with her waist straight, and the smile on her face tinged with mockery, as if to ask him why he was slow not to move.

"Can you believe it," he said, "until now I don't know the color of your eyes?" He noticed that they were brown, a lighter shade of brown, but the eyelashes were very thick.

Mickey pushed her hat up so that her whole face was visible, "Now that you've seen me," she smiled and continued, "Can you let me take a look?" ”

"Yes. It's easy. He added, "I am thirty-nine years old, and I have a wife who I can't get rid of. I suffer from depression and have five dentures. ”

"Five dentures?" Mickey's eyes narrowed slightly, and then she burst into laughter, just as a cold gust of cold wind blew her mouth, causing her to cough violently.

Then, it is difficult to say who took the initiative, and they fell together, and she even sat in his arms. At first, he didn't feel anything other than feeling completely incredulous.

The young body leaned against him a little nervously, blonde hair pressed against his face, and seriously, when she lifted her face, he began to feel the urge to kiss her ruddy wide mouth, a feeling that had not been felt in a long time.

In his mind, he even sketched a picture of her arms tightening around his neck and gently calling him dear, darling, sweetheart.

In the picture, he pulled her down on the snow, she didn't resist at all, she was at his mercy, and he did whatever he wanted. But the actual situation is that the skin-to-skin blind date did not make him feel physical stimulation. All he felt was disbelief and pride--- proving that he was still a male.

He was happy that it had finally happened, but he had no carnal desires. It came so fast, her youth, her beauty, that frightened him, that he had become accustomed to living without women—and he didn't know why.

Mickey sat up, not in a hurry to get up, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the distance, then clasped her hands on her knees and looked into the distance.

"It's okay, my dear, there's no rush. All afternoon was ours. It's a hidden place, isn't it? If someone is coming, they can be heard from a distance of 100 meters. ”

"What's your name?" The man asked.

"Mickey. I know your name. Raul – Raul Smith. ”

"How did you find out?"

"I want to inquire about this kind of thing, I am more capable than you." Mickey whispered, "Tell me, what do you think of me?" ”

Raul straightened up, not thinking to lie to her, and not daring to tell a lie. He knew what kind of powerful character the harmless golden retriever beauty in front of him was. Telling her the worst thoughts at the beginning is even a sign of loyalty.

"I hate you when I see you," he said. "I want to blow you up and kill you again. Two weeks ago, I really wanted to pick up a rock on the ground and break your head. If you really wanted to know, I thought you had a connection to the launderers. ”

Namicki laughed happily, apparently taking it as a compliment to her. "Washers! Do you really think so? ”

"Well, maybe not exactly. But judging by your appearance, you know, just because you're young, and sensual, and healthy, I think, maybe—"

"You think I'm a cleanser, pure in word and deed. It's full of positive energy. Do you think I'm going to expose you as a dissident and get rid of you at every chance? ”

Raul said dejectedly: "Yes, almost like that. Many young girls are like that, and what they are best at is consciously or unconsciously putting their husbands in opposition to them, and selling their lovers to prove how stupid their choices were, you know. ”

"Do you really want to see me for what I really am?" As she spoke, she took off the fur hat that was fastened to her head and threw it on a rock.

Then, remembering something, she took a small bottle from her coat pocket, poured out a few, and handed it to Raul.

He didn't eat it and knew from the smell that it was a very unusual food, very dark in color and shiny in crystal.

"Where did you get this thing?" Raul asked.

"Homeown," she said nonchalantly. "You see, I'm actually like most women, with snacks in my pocket at all times. I'm good at tricks of hiding snacks in places you can't imagine. Like here. So saying, he took the hat and pulled out a few of the same grains from it.

I also do volunteer activities for the Hot Blood Youth League. I endlessly put up their propaganda everywhere. I always hold a big flag when I march, I always smile and never back down. Always shout along with everyone. This is the only way to protect yourself. ”

The first food on Raul's tongue had melted, and it didn't seem to taste good, but it melted in his mouth, not like it looked hard.

Raul frowned slightly, a vague memory lingering on the edge of his consciousness, something you clearly feel, but not sure what shape it is, like what you see out of the corner of your eye.

"You're young," Raul said. "You're a decade younger than me. What do you like about someone like me? ”

Mickey said, "That's something on your face that attracts me. I decided to take a risk. I can see who is not their own. As soon as I saw you, I knew you were against them. ”

"My face... Raul knew of course who Mickey meant by 'they', and she said it in a tone of public mockery, a hatred that upset Raul, even though he knew that if there was a safe place, the place they were staying in was certainly safe. I have been rolling in the pile of politicians for decades, and my self-confidence has long been sitting until my heart is as calm as water, and my face has not changed, but I didn't expect to be seen by a young woman with a flaw, is it... Is it my dentures that betray me?

Thinking of this, Raul hurriedly stroked his cheek with both hands, so much so that he forgot that he still had uneaten food in his hand.

"What's wrong" Raul's strange behavior, which caught Mickey's attention, "Toothache?" After speaking, he smiled again, "I don't understand, how can you have five dentures at such a young age?" Could it be that knocking out teeth has become a fashion here? ”

Raul didn't answer Mickey's question, but looked into the distance, and in the distance, a snow-white crow landed on a small fork of a tree that had dried up. It spread its wings, carefully folded it away, lowered its head for a moment as if to salute the sun, and then began to sing and croak.

In the silent valley, its volume is staggering. Raul and Mickey were close to each other, listening in fascination. Minute after minute, the crow chirped incessantly, variedly, never repeating itself back and forth, as if it were intentionally showing its virtuosity.

Sometimes it pauses for a moment, stretches its wings, and then retracts again, holds its head high, and sings loudly.

Raul watched with reverence. Who is the bird singing for and why? There is no spouse or rival listening to it. Why does it want to live on the edge of this snowy wasteland and sing to its own heart?

"It is said that the world is as black as a crow, how can this crow be white? Still living in this icy and snowy land" Raul looked at the bird very strangely, and couldn't help but say to himself.

"Mr. Warden" Mickey didn't pay attention to Raul's doubts, but stood up, straightened his clothes, took back his hat, and put it back on before he continued, "Go any further, you won't have a chance to regret it, I will personally pick you up today just to let you know the seriousness of the matter." Of course, if you have any requirements, tell me before you take a step, I think I can meet all your requirements," Mickie paused intentionally and looked at him with a meaningful look, "I mean --- everything. ”

"yes, if only there was another creek here. There were fish in it, big fish. They can be seen floating in the waterhole, wagging their tails. That's the Golden Country—it's the Golden Country," he muttered.

"Golden Country?" I don't know why, Mickey felt a little lost in her heart, she knew why she felt this way.

"Nothing, dear Mickey. That's the scenery I sometimes see in my dreams. Raul smiled.

The crow chirped incessantly, gradually dispelling out some of his speculations and suspicions. He stopped thinking and only followed his feelings.

Both sighed deeply. The bird seemed to have fulfilled its mission, flapping its wings and flying away.