This year, the first snow in the northern regions of the Terran Terran fell earlier than ever, and the crystal white snowflakes fell one after another, like pear petals blown off by the wind.

Su Wen carried Ning Qingbing on his back, strolling through the wind and snow, holding the guqin in his hand, his eyes were calm.

Ning Qingbing held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and pressed his body tightly against Su Wen's back, his eyebrows and eyes full of smiles.

In the end, Su Wen still agreed to Ning Qingbing's request, and walked out of the holy city with her on his back, and came to a small col outside the city, where he could overlook the panoramic view of the entire Afang Palace, which has always been one of the most popular attractions for tourists, but today it seems a little deserted.

The snowflakes fell on Su Wen's clothes, and soon melted into one after another ink-colored dots, and the cold wind blew on the tips of Ning Qingbing's hair, freezing her cheeks red, like a ripe flint pomegranate.

Su Wen came to the top of the mountain, found a piece of dry dead wood, put Ning Qingbing down carefully, and asked with some concern, "Is it cold?"

Ning Qingbing shook his head, looking at a square monument looming in the distance, a little curious: "Is that a wordless monument?"

Su Wen raised his eyes, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and said, "Probably, but now that the time has not yet come, and the holy land has not yet opened, we can only take a look here." ”

Ning Qingbing smiled, raised her neck with some difficulty, looked at the falling snow in the air, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful." ”

Su Wen rubbed his hands, sat beside Ning Qingbing, and nodded, "Yes, I was still in southern Xinjiang at this time last year, and I couldn't see such a beautiful snow scene." ”

Ning Qingbing smiled: "When I was young, every time it snowed. My father would take me to the city to see the snow and build a snowman. Afterward...... Later, when I went to Liu Yan Pavilion, I often dragged my sisters to have snowball fights. was scolded by Aunt Lin several times for this matter. ”

When she said this, Ning Qingbing's eyes could not see sorrow, only a faint nostalgia, and then she turned her head to look at Su Wen, and a touch of shame gradually rose on her face.

"This is the first time I've seen snow with my loved ones. ”

This is not a confession, but a love story, even if Ning Qingbing and Su Wen already have the most intimate relationship, they can't help but be a little shy at this time.

Su Wen smiled and put his arm around Ning Qingbing's shoulder. He said softly: "In the future, we can come here every year to see the snow, but I'm afraid, you will feel bored at that time." ”

Ning Qingbing shook his head: "With you with me, how can it be boring?"

Su Wen stretched out his hand to wrap the leather jacket on Ning Qingbing's body tighter, and said with a smile: "When you are better, we can still come here to build a snowman and have a snowball fight, and then we will add Tang Fat and them, and everyone will be lively together." ”

Ning Qingbing's eyes quietly flashed a trace of gloom. But it quickly dissipated, and she nodded earnestly: "Okay." ”

The two of them just sat on the dead wood, looking at the snow in front of them like flying feathers, and chatting about the past. Although most of the time Su Wen was talking and Ning Qingbing was listening quietly, this picture was extremely beautiful.

The two met for the first time from Liu Yan Pavilion. talked about those days in Lin Huaju, and talked about the state exam.

Su Wen told Ning Qingbing about what he had seen and heard in Hongming Academy. There is also the trial in the Lost Swamp, and the thrilling of the Yellow Crane Tower. Finally, there is the return of southern Xinjiang.

In comparison, Ning Qingbing's life after the state exam was much more monotonous, practicing dance and piano with Liu Shi every day, as if isolated from the world.

But even so, Ning Qingbing still worked very hard to find some interesting stories from ordinary days to share with Su Wen, letting him know that he had actually been living well.

It's just a pity, probably because he hasn't been able to rest for several days, coupled with the sudden arrival of the wind and snow, Su Wen feels a little pain in his head, and at the same time feels a little drowsy, which makes him wander from time to time, and even often have a trance.

But Su Wen still cheered up, chatted with Ning Qingbing, smiled, and remembered every interesting thing she said and every smile on her face as much as possible.

After chatting for two or three hours, the snow seemed to be falling heavier, Su Wen once again held up the oil-paper umbrella, shielding Ning Qingbing from the wind and snow, looking at the childlike smile in her eyes, she couldn't bear to break this beauty for a while.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Su Wencai finally spoke: "It's been a long time since I came out today, your injuries haven't healed yet, if you suffer from the wind and cold again, it will be troublesome, let's go back." ”

I don't know why, when he said this, Su Wen saw a deep nostalgia and reluctance in Ning Qingbing's eyes.

But Ning Qingbing did not directly refuse Su Wen's suggestion, but stood up and said with a pleading meaning: "Let's go back after dancing this dance, okay?"

Su Wen didn't expect that until this time, Ning Qingbing still insisted on wanting to dance for himself.

He said with some concern: "Don't be reckless. ”

Ning Qingbing shook his head and said, "After resting for so long, I feel much better, you see......"

As he spoke, Ning Qingbing walked on the shallow snow and stepped out a few exquisite dance steps, like an elf flying in the snow, which was dizzying.

Su Wen could only smile bitterly: "Okay." ”

He put away the oil-paper umbrella, gently put it aside, and then put the guqin between his knees, and a faint layer of talent suddenly floated on his body.

"What tunes do you play?"

"Just play the first song you played for me. ”

Su Wen understood, although he had only played that piece of music once, he could never forget it, so in the next moment, Su Wen's fingers gently brushed the strings, and a leisurely sound sounded in the air.

Take Han.

That was the first piece of music that Su Wen played for Ning Qingbing.

That was the first dance that Ning Qingbing danced for Su Wen.

Named: Rain Butterfly.

At the same time as the sound of the piano rose, Ning Qingbing took the first dance step with unmistakable accuracy, her eyes were always looking at Su Wen, but her body seemed to have turned into the whole sky.

Pure, beautiful.

This time, she danced for him alone.

Ning Qingbing in front of Su Wen's eyes suddenly disappeared, and in its place, the gray sky under the snow curtain was gloomy, and the oppressive atmosphere was sad, and the snowflakes in the air were no longer crystal clear, but quickly melted into drops of jade beads, pouring down.

Orchid, Shunwu, cold wind......

The gray-white short jacket on Ning Qingbing's body has gently faded, revealing the thin mattress skirt inside, and between the long sleeves and light dances, it is like a proud colorful butterfly, making a final battle against the rain and snow and the wind.

Make a final fight against this fate.

Her dance steps became more and more rapid, and her body trembled more and more, like a lone butterfly that had been wet and would fall from the sky at any time, desperate and unwilling.

But her eyes never left Su Wen, and the smile on her face never diminished by half a point, but the reluctance between her eyebrows became stronger and stronger.

At this time, in her body, it was like a fire burning, and the pain in her heart even made her calves begin to twitch slightly, but she still did not stop, nor did she fall, but in the melodious sound of the piano, under the snow, she lightly opened her lips and sang quietly:

"Evil!

I want to know you,

Longevity.

Mountains without tombs,

The river is exhausted,

winter thunder and earthquake,

summer rain and snow,

Heaven and earth are combined,

I would like to be with you!"

At this time, the accompaniment in Su Wen's hand had just finished playing the first bar, and he paused slightly, and then, in the second half of the rain butterfly, was the hope and rebirth that broke through despair.

Kening Qingbing couldn't wait for that time.

Her dancing steps finally stopped, she took one last look at Su Wen, a long overdue teardrop fell on the snow, and then she turned her head, her figure flashed, and completely disappeared in the wind and snow.

Su Wen stood up in shock, and before he could figure out what was going on, he felt a strong feeling of dizziness hit his brain, he tilted his head, looked at the snowflakes that swirled in the sky, and fell to the snow along with the guqin in his hand.

He fell unconscious.

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