The fire burned in the small room, bringing only warmth to the smaller room, it was so cold outside, but he waited anxiously to walk around the door, she in the room, the sound of pain made his forehead ooze sweat, and the enchantment cast outside kept them from being discovered by the enemy so quickly, but it still couldn't withstand the biting cold.

"Talk to me about your wife." The old man put his hands behind his back, and he didn't look at himself, but looked at the white wind and snow outside the barrier through the barrier.

"So that you won't be so worried," the old man continued, "As a person who has come over, when the old woman gave birth to a child, I was like this, and I felt that something was pressing on me and I couldn't breathe, so I had to worry about their mother and son. I waited outside the door, couldn't do anything, and was really guilty. I can't wait to give birth to that kid myself. ”

He looked at the old man and didn't speak, and the wind and snow in the sky were endless in his eyes.

Then I wondered, what should I do to comfort my wife after suffering so long? I thought about it, but in the end I couldn't think of anything, because I felt that there was nothing left to comfort the woman who gave birth to a big fat boy for me, and I could only tell her that she was beautiful and cared for her at all times. My heart can be less guilty. ”

"You and your wife are very young, and the child is really like a baby to you. You have to believe that their mother and son will be safe. ”

The whole time it was the old man who was talking, he just listened, standing at the door, and only her appearance was left in his head.

"If you don't suggest it, you can talk to me about your wife and ease the anxiety that every man has. Spend this time and you'll be fine. The old man looked at him, and his anxiety had made him pacing outside the door non-stop.

It's useless to be in a hurry.

"My wife, is a very rational but sometimes sensual gentle woman, now that I think about it, we are still childhood sweethearts, she has always been very good to me, and I, I owe her too much."

He exhaled and spoke unhurriedly, and at last he stopped pacing, but sat down cross-legged in the snow.

The old man also sat down slowly and listened to him tell slowly.

"You may not believe it, but my wife told me that she remembered the memories of her ninth reincarnation. I have met her every life. He looked at the long green sword in his hand and said slowly.

"Oh? yes. Maybe it's your wife's love words to you, telling you how much she loves you. The old man was not surprised, but responded.

"No...... Uncle, it's not like this...... he didn't look up, but he didn't look at the sword anymore, but stared at the snow on the ground, which was white.

"That'...... What will it look like? The old man asked.

"She really has the memories of the ninth life, and in each life, I met her."

Fists clenched.

Probably not a great memory.

The old man thought so.

She said, every life, I am hurting her, every life is ruthless and unjust. Let her grieve, break her heart, let her live in nightmares. His words were light, but every word carried so much weight.

"......" The old man's breathing became heavy, and some rough breath came out, turning into white mist in the cold air.

"She said, only in this life, before we met, I became a child with a good personality, but it still made her sad and helpless."

"I don't know if people can be reincarnated when they die, but I know that when she says this, she must hope that you can love her deeply, otherwise she won't marry you, right? Besides, that's what you did in the last life, and now, what does it have to do with you? As he spoke, the old man popped out a pack of cigarettes, held the wind with his hands in the ice and snow, and lit them.

"I've been with my wife for most of my life, and I've heard everything from her mouth, women, is a very strange creature, in order to make you love her a little more, you can say anything."

The smoke swirled on the snow, slowly rising into the sky, drifting with the snow, and disappearing.

"......" he clenched his fist and didn't let go.

"My wife, she, has never panicked at me, so I want to believe that it's true." He continued: "In this life, I love her deeply, no matter which life I have hurt her, I only know that in this life, I will definitely love her with my whole life, no matter how difficult the road ahead is." His voice was slightly undulating and a little choked.

"That's right! No matter how ruthless and unrighteous you are in the ninth life, or how sad the ninth is for her, at least in this life, you have become husband and wife! Isn't it enough for you to love each other so much now? The old man took a deep puff of his cigarette, and the smoke came out of his nostrils, and two puffs of billowing white smoke came out and dissipated.

"It's just that now, the Seven Great Demons have returned to the world, where is there a place for me and her to settle down. Gone are the days of former peace. I'm afraid that one day, I will leave suddenly, leaving only their mother and son in this world, and in this life, they will become negative people again. "The fists are still not released, but they are getting tighter and tighter.

The old man looked at him, lit the cigarette into the snow, and extinguished it.

"Young people...... Although I don't know who you are...... However, I still want to tell you that if you really love your wife, you should believe that every day is the day when you love your wife, and don't be afraid to part, because you cherish the opportunity to love each other every day, and that's enough. Don't be sad because the future is not yet here, you are still young and you still have the present. The old man looked at him, his old eyes were a little bright, and he continued: "Although the demon has forced us to no end, everyone in our spirit world is working hard for that faint hope. As long as we do this, we will surely overcome them one day! How do you know that you won't live to the day of victory? Don't be so pessimistic! Young man, I want to live until that day! You, a young man, must think the same way. ”

The old man put his hand on his shoulder.

"But ......"

He looked up at the old man.

In a trance, he saw a pair of young, bright eyes.

"There is nothing but the future, a better tomorrow must be waiting for you! The darkness brought by demons is only temporary, and the dawn will come eventually! Please believe that your wife and children are your hope, and do not give up on this hope in your heart. ”

He looked at the old man, and his eyes were a little clearer.

The baby's cry was heard, and he hurriedly got up and went into the house to see.

"It's a boy! Old man! ”

The door opened, and a happy old woman gave the good news.

"How is she?" He asked, looking inside the house like a giraffe, with eagerness in his eyes.

"Mother and child are safe! Mother and child are safe! You don't have to worry anymore! Come in, she's weak, just don't disturb her. The old woman gave way. He hurried in.

Seeing that it was him, she slowly opened her tired eyes wider, her eyes were like stars, very good-looking, but I don't know if it was because of exhaustion or what, she glowed with no energy.

He held her right hand with both hands, and instead of looking at his newborn son first, he looked at her with affection.

"How'......"

She nodded.

"Give your child a name." The old man said.

That's when he took his child.

He looked at the three people in the small room.

He looked at her.

After a long time, he said.

"Let's call Ziming...... Ning Ziming. What do you think, honey? ”

She nodded.

Outside the house, the wind and snow are shaking, and they welcome this new life.

No matter where the wind and snow are, this is the case.