Exhausted, everyone watched, Yuwei gritted her teeth and straightened her back into the night.

The room behind him was like water in a hot oil pan, crackling and exploding.

Her legs and feet seemed to be pinched by white flour, weak and weak, and she held on to the pillar and gasped.

The snow gradually became heavier, and the white cotton fell on both sides of the corridor.

In the snowy curtain, in the winding corridor.

The handsome young man strode towards the girl in red.

Yuwei heard the footsteps, turned around, looked at him, and said softly: "Why did you come out, today you are the protagonist." ”

"It's snowing, you don't have much to wear, I'm not worried, so, come out and send you a piece of clothing."

The young man's mind is simple and pure, leaving a full house of guests to chase after her, just so that she will not be cold.

He took off the black fox fur in the crook of his arm and put a tie on her belt, the hairy tip poking at her reddened cheeks.

If the boy touches the girl's forehead, he will notice the girl's unusual body temperature.

Warm clothes keep out the cold of winter.

Black Bright's sharp eyes stared at her tightly.

Jiang Yu looked at her, he wanted to ask why you were late today, wanted to ask if you forgot, and wanted to ask... Why are you so good to me?

However, these words were inconsistent, and he had a faint answer in his heart, so he didn't ask after all.

Thousands of words are blocked in the lips and teeth, and in the end they are only merged into one sentence.

"I like your gift."

The young man who has never praised a woman is so red that his earlobes are red, and he can't say that you dance beautifully and beautifully.

"It's my pleasure to like it." The girl smiled lightly at the corner of her lips.

Turning his eyes to look at the disturbing snow outside the corridor.

"Today is your crown, and there are still some words that I didn't have time to say in the palace."

"What?" The teenager asked.

The girl didn't turn her head, and their eyes fell on the snowy world together.

The soft intonation with the accent of Jiangnan Wu dialect, soft and good-sounding, sounded faintly in this beautiful snow scene, long corridor, and faint sound.

Jiang Yu's heart was also involved in this sincere blessing, and it was not like words.

"I wish Langjun a thousand years old."

"Second wish, Langjun Chang Jian."

"Three wishes are like Liang Shangyan."

"Years and years... See you often. ”

The words fell, and Yuwei's hand reached out of the corridor to catch the falling snowflakes.

A large ball of white cotton in the air staggered and fell in the palm of his hand, and Yu Wei raised it in front of his eyes to see, and the snowflakes that touched his skin were quickly melted by the body temperature.

Before turning into a puddle of water, she caught a glimpse of the hexagonal prismatic flower.

Her long eyelashes fluttered with joy, and suddenly, she thought of something, folded her palms and withdrew her sleeves, and turned her eyes to look at him.

But she was startled by the red eyes and faint water, and she asked hesitantly, "Are you crying?" ”

Asked so frankly, where was the stubborn young man willing to admit it, licked his lips, and said, "No, it's just that the snow is blind." ”

The mouth is hard to death.

"Hmm... I haven't asked yet, what words did Xie Xiang pick for you. ”

"Stop."

"Well, so far, there is something to do, so far, ginger, it sounds good."

Xie Xiang seems to be using this word to warn the young man all the time what can be done and what cannot be done.

There are things to do and things not to do, and there are great expectations for Jiang Yuhan.

Her swarthy eyes kept on her.

The emotions in it are almost condensed into substance.

Unable to resist, she avoided her gaze and said, "I'm leaving." ”

"Come back early."

Jiang Yu thought that she was going to change out of this complicated dance costume and would come back.

She shook her head and said, "I'm not coming back, there is something at home today, I can't stay long, I have to go." ”

"Hmm."

A low tone.

Jiang Yu wanted to send her, but there were a full house of guests behind him, and he couldn't leave.

After saying goodbye to Jiang Yu, she groped her way to find the velvet flower, but this Zhenwang Mansion was huge.

After a while, she still couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and went around the house again and again.

I was dizzy, I don't know how long I walked, but I still couldn't find a familiar road.

She rested against the wall, her dizzy gaze getting better for a long time.

But she heard the familiar fierce female voice, and the coolness from head to toe made her sober up a lot.

The sound of chaotic footsteps came from far and near.

"Hmph, she's really dead, she didn't die like that."

She hid in the corner and covered her mouth to keep her mouth from making a sound.

"Xie Xiang seems to have been looking at her..."

A gentle female voice was interrupted.

"Shut up."

Accompanied by a resounding slap in the face.

Her body couldn't stop shaking, and she tried her best to endure it.

I listened to the direction of the footsteps, and I could no longer hear a trace of movement in my ears, only the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground.

The unbearable panic prompted her to run in the opposite direction.

But he bumped into someone around a corner, and the sound of rattling paper penetrated into his ears.

Yu sat down on the ground slightly, looking at the flying paper in horror.

The person standing was blocked by the paper, and his face could not be seen clearly, except for the snow-like robe and the jade-colored five fingers under the wide sleeves.

A piece of paper fell on her face, obscuring all vision, and she fell into a darkness that was not dark.

With a splitting headache, she took off the paper on her face, and instead of looking at what was written, she saw the light eyebrows.

"Xie Xiang?"

Thinking it was a hallucination, she muttered.

"Well, it's me." After a pause, he asked, "Did you fall and hurt yourself?" ”

The feeling of déjà vu, he also asked this sentence last time.

"No... It's okay. ”

The half-closed eyelashes hide the tide that is gradually subsiding, but they are caught in the eyes of those who have been immersed in officialdom for a long time.

"But someone is bullying you." He reassured: "You don't have to be afraid, just say. ”

Sucking in the sour nasal cavity, she said lightly: "No one bullied me." ”

If they had told him today, they would have been grounded for half a year at most.

She wants far more than this, but being punished, it is far from enough, she wants Jiang Sheng, Lin Ru, and love but can't, that is the most painful thing in the world.

Five fingers together, half-hidden in the snow-like sleeve robe, stretched out in front of her.

Yuwei didn't know if it was a gentleman's festival, or if there was a difference between men and women, so he deliberately avoided skin-to-skin contact.

"Get up first, it's cold on the ground."

He leaned down and said softly.

The robe was soaked with cold, maybe it was because of her high body temperature that she felt cold, and through the fabric, she grabbed Xie Zhishu's arm and got up.

Bent down to join him in picking up the scattered papers on the ground.

Inadvertently, she casually glanced at the content on the paper, and annotated a few lines of small letters.

The power penetrates the back of the paper, elegant and beautiful.

This should be a poem written by everyone at the banquet, and Xie Xiang will review and select the leader.

Just now she hit him in a panic, it was her fault, but he didn't blame him, and the first sentence was to ask her if she had fallen and was injured, what a gentle person.

As if unintentionally, she deliberately stuck the sludge when she was picking up paper in the snow.

Finally picking it up, she handed him the paper, and sure enough, the faint gaze fell on her fingers.

Bai Nen's hands held a wad of paper, and the five fingers pressed against the white paper were sticking to a little wet black mud.

Xie Xiang didn't take it, but took out a plain white handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her.

"I haven't used it."