She reached out to catch a cold snowflake, watched it melt in her palm, smiled bitterly, and tightened her fingers.

It's time to let it go, don't you understand what he means? He doesn't want you, he doesn't like you, no matter how cruel he is, that's the truth.

She lay on the stone table under the peach blossom tree and cried bitterly, the peach blossoms and snow fell all over her body, and suddenly for a moment, she really wanted to think very much, like the dream she had been having, she was buried and died by the falling flowers, and she fell asleep forever and forever, never to wake up again.

Someone suddenly grabbed her shoulders, she was pulled up, and the next second, a warm and cool softness with a bit of chaos covered her lips.

The whole world is falling apart.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, the pieces that exploded in her mind were full of brilliant fireworks, her eyes were full of colorful fireworks, and her body was already so limp that she had no strength at all, and she could only cling to him weakly, desperately telling herself that it was just a dream.

Didn't he dislike her? Didn't he get so disgusted that he was going to slap her? Now, what was he doing?

Crazy?

Maybe they're all crazy, she closed her eyes, tears rolling down her eyelashes, and responded to him jerkyly.

Falling flowers dance quietly in the air.

The snow kept falling.

Just when Gong Qianzhu thought that he was about to suffocate to death, he suddenly left her lips, but his hand never let go, and his complicated eyes did not know what they contained, staring at her closely.

She was finally able to breathe, and when she opened her eyes she didn't look at him, looking down at the almost negligible distance between them.

"How many times?" he asked suddenly.

She looked up at him in astonishment, and hurriedly lowered her head after touching the cold gaze that seemed to have penetrated everything, "What...... What first few times?"

Mo Zili suddenly clasped her chin and forced her to look at herself, "This is not your first time, who else have you been with?"

Gong Qianzhu was speechless, it turned out that he couldn't hide anything, her first kiss was given to Changyuan on that starry night seven years ago, and then there were several times, she couldn't give him the best, but she hoped that he would have some nostalgia for her.

Mo Zili looked at her silently, let go of his hand and sneered, "I really underestimated you, Xiaozhu." ”

It's ridiculous that she has always been a simple and ignorant child in his heart, and it's even more ridiculous that he flashed a thought just now, wanting to take her away and grow old together.

She slumped back to the stone table and looked at him weakly, "No......

She swore that it was not what he thought, she only gave Changyuan, and there were not many people, but what could that mean, if she gave it, she was not a child in his eyes for a long time, and her clean heart had already been impregnated beyond recognition, and she was speechless.

Mozi took a step back, her temperature still lingering on her lips, a tingling pain, even though she knew that this kiss was just for another purpose, and she didn't know what the anger that had just surged in her heart was caused by it.

He turned around to leave, his waist suddenly tightened, Gong Qianzhu hugged him tightly from behind, his voice trembling hoarsely, "Master, what I like is your ......"

Something in the air was frozen and broken, and Mo Zili stood like this, with a faint feeling in his heart, but there was no surprise or anger, as if he knew it from the beginning.

She kissed someone else, and married Gong Xuanyue, and at the end, she said to him: Master, what I like is you......

The demon turned around in a hurry, and he took her tear-filled face and leaned over again.

Goose feathers and snow mixed with peach blossoms, Gong Qianzhu looked at him in a daze, something in his chest slowly melted and warmed up, turning into the sea water that slowly swallowed and drowned her.

Some broken images flashed through her mind, those things she remembered but didn't remember, and those scenes of the past that were forgotten in the depths of her memory.

That year, Asae came to Jiuge to propose marriage, and she didn't know why he was angry, but now, she finally understood.

He loves her, I don't know when it started, maybe it was the first time he saw her twelve years ago, maybe it was just yesterday, he fell in love after all, fate has gone around for so many years, and they finally returned to the original point.

It turned out that he was a hundred times more cruel than she imagined, and when he fell in love with her, he could still be so cruel and ruthless to her.

Mo Zili opened his eyes and looked at her, with a slight dazing look in his eyes, which was quickly replaced by the shock and fear that permeated him, if the first kiss was an ulterior motive, then this one, what is the reason?

Gong Qianzhu looked at the unprecedented remorse in his eyes, his heart twitched fiercely, and once again he was drenched in blood, and finally the ice sank into the sea.

She smiled bitterly, stretched out her hand to push him away, and said word by word: "Mo Zili, this is not right. ”

I still remember that time Changyuan kissed her, and she pushed him away like this and said to him: Changyuan, this is not right.

At that time, she could still convince herself, but now even she doesn't believe this sentence, if she wants to be wrong, she is much more wrong than him, loves the wrong person, abandons the wrong person, and believes the wrong person.

Wrong, all wrong!

Mozi almost stepped back in a hurry, barely believing what he had just done.

Is he crazy? He has such an obsession with this child who has watched him grow up.

From the deliberate alienation at the beginning, to the slow care later, the obsession was slowly engraved with the passage of time, until it could no longer be separated, she became all the light and heat in his life, but little by little out of his world, he could no longer hold her hand, just like the sky could not keep a rainbow.

The saddest thing in the world is nothing more than this, she came, he didn't notice it, she left, he didn't stay, until he finally turned back consciously, but the person had already gone farther and farther, and the world was empty.

Gong Qianzhu watched him staggering away, knelt on the snow with a wry smile, and stroked his residual lips in a daze, as if the paper kite flying into the sky suddenly broke the line, and the picture was frozen in the black and white sky where the paper kite flew away.

(Laughs)