Except to listen to the mirror, the boy didn't know how else he could make it to the end of the ice alive.

"I don't want to know what I have, I just want to find my brother as soon as possible."

"Okay," the mirror hung in the air, and he smiled coolly at the boy, "brother, accept your name." ”

"Yes." The boy had no other way, he had no memory, and he didn't know his name in the first place.

The tone of the mirror finally changed, no longer waveless, but mixed with some joy of catching the prey, and happily announced: "From now on, we are all Lin Shuang." ”

The boy nodded slightly, agreeing with the mirror's nonsense.

In an instant, the rain and snow flew, but the boy no longer felt cold, the swollen pain disappeared, and the disappeared left arm was reconnected, and the boy seemed to have a new life at this moment.

Except that there is no memory - the boy doesn't care, anyway, now he has a name, anyway, now he is intact.

He just needs to find his brother.

The oval mirror fell silently into the hands of the boy, who turned the mirror over to the front and quietly looked at the boy in the mirror.

He blinked unintentionally, and so did the boy in the mirror.

He raised his hand deliberately, and so did the boy in the mirror.

He suddenly opened his mouth in a panic and shouted, "Brother! The boy in the mirror opened his mouth as well.

Although the boy knew that the boy in the mirror was never his younger brother, after the "younger brother" in the mirror suddenly disappeared, the boy felt an unprecedented panic.

Unable to see his brother's cheeks or hear his brother's voice anymore, the panicked teenager covered his gurgling stomach and felt extremely empty. He has to find something to fill himself, but the snow is falling, where can he go to find food? What kind of food should he have to fill the emptiness of his whole body?

The boy stood up helplessly, holding the cold mirror and spun in circles.

If the boy in the mirror is the god who awakens him, then why didn't the god show him the direction he should go when he left? Or is it ...... There has never been a boy in the mirror, only his crazy conjectures?

The scenery is exactly the same all around, and when you take a step forward casually and turn back, the footprints behind you have already been quickly buried by the wind and snow.

The boy gritted his teeth, he had to be hard on himself to be able to find his brother soon, who was still waiting for him.

He hugged the mirror and moved forward in a muffled voice, hungry to eat snowballs, thirsty to drink snow water, the huge ice field, he did not meet a single animal, nor did he meet a plant, but now, no matter how cruel the environment, it will not hurt him in the slightest.

It's just that it has never been able to fill the void.

He didn't care why he was injured before, he didn't care that he didn't remember anything, but he was afraid of getting lost in the ice field, afraid that he wouldn't find his brother in his life.

He was afraid that if his brother waited too long, he would be lonely, sad, and afraid.

The thought of his brother's sadness made him even more overwhelmed.

The heart was suffocating and painful as if it was tied up with hemp rope.

He doesn't remember what happened with his brother, but he always remembers how it felt to love him deeply.

There must have been a lot of very warm things happening when we were together, otherwise how could I love deeply even when I have amnesia?

The boy kept walking forward, like a fearless warrior, the cold wind was his companion, the snow decorated him, and in his heart, there was only his beloved.