The wind has softened a lot, and the sun has warmed up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the soft ground, the weeds have sprouted tender tips.

Unconsciously, this sad winter has finally passed, and spring has quietly arrived again.

Although the maple forest that covered the mountains was still a scene of decay, everyone knew that it was just that the maple trees were still accumulating vitality. It may not be long before the maple tree sprouts again, revealing its verdant greenery once again.

The maple forest that has experienced the cold winter is not more like a heart that has experienced hardships and setbacks.

Is the verdant green of the mountains the most vivid representative of life?

Shimizu Villa.

Yamashita.

Yue Yiyun was holding a dead branch, boredly fiddling with the residual leaves on the ground.

She inadvertently turned her head to look at the others, only to see that Hua Langying and Xue Fumei were both staring in the direction of Qingshui Villa in a daze.

Feng Xian leaned against the carriage and pondered quietly.

Finally, Tang Yunfei, the only man in their group, was standing far behind at this moment, as if he was afraid that the women would eat him.

Seeing this, Yue Yiyun wanted to laugh, but for some reason, she suddenly didn't want to laugh again.

She always felt that the atmosphere here was a little dull, even strange, and for some reason, even the always lively Flower Shadow was rarely quiet.

As far as the eye can see, the deserted houses of Qingshui Villa always bring people a sense of sadness.

"Alas......".

In the end, there was only a soft sigh left.

Throwing the dead branch in his hand to the ground boringly, Yue Yiyun suddenly said: "Sisters, why don't we go up and have a look?"

Feng asked lightly, "Where to go"?

Yue Yiyun glanced at Bai Feng and said, "Of course it's Qingshui Villa, is there any other place to go here?"

Hua Rongying suddenly came to her senses, and said excitedly: "My sister's proposal is good, let's go to Qingshui Villa to play, we are always waiting here, and we are really idle."

Feng said coldly: "It's just a few old houses that have been abandoned for more than ten years, what's there to see."

Yue Yiyun shook her head again and again: "What did my sister say, it was also the number one family in martial arts that was once famous, and there were just a few old houses that had been abandoned for more than ten years."

"Sister is right......", Hua Langying coaxed: "Sister Xixi, we have seen too many prosperous scenes, maybe this barren mountain and dry house has another flavor."

Xue Fumei dissuaded: "No, no, what if you meet the saint, Yang Xiaofeng's evil star is not easy to provoke."

Hua Langying glared at Xue Fumei fiercely, and said angrily: "What is my sister afraid of, could it be that Yang Xiaofeng is a tiger and can still eat you?"

Yue Yiyun also smiled: "Sister Hua is right, if Sister Xue is afraid of Yang Xiaofeng, we can avoid him." Even if we meet, with our four sisters plus Tang Si, we may not be Yang Xiaofeng's opponents......."

Speaking of this, Yue Yiyun beckoned to Tang Yunfei and called out sweetly: "Little Four, do you say that what I said is right?"

Tang Yunfei was stunned, and he didn't hear what Yue Yiyun was saying clearly, but he still immediately laughed and said, "Yes, yes, just do it"?

Yue Yiyun smiled and shrugged her shoulders carefully towards the wind, and spread her hands and said, "Sister Feng has also seen it, even Tang Si is so confident."

The wind was thin and helpless, and he muttered for a long time: "Okay then." Seriously, I'd love to see the style of the first martial arts family."

Back Mountain.

In front of Yang Xiaoxi's new grave, Luo Qingxue was in a daze.

The wind blew, blowing up the curling green smoke that was still wafting in front of the grave, and also blowing a few strands of hair on her forehead.

Then I saw her face, one that was so pale that it was almost completely bloodless, and even had a hint of food.

She looked so haggard, as haggard as a peasant girl who had lost the vitality of a young girl because she had done so much physical work.

Why did that peerless face in the city languid to such a degree.

Isn't it, this face has been subjected to too much wind and frost. However, she was originally the daughter of the Falling Snow Valley, how could she withstand the wind and frost?

This winter, she has lost too much weight.

A few people can still recognize that this depressed woman is actually the cold fairy who once shocked the world.

The only thing that hasn't changed is her white dress. is still so free and easy, so cold and arrogant.

As in the past, the years that made time fall for it.

After standing for a long time, she finally walked slowly towards the front mountain.

Listen to the Snow Pavilion.

Yang Xiaofeng stood quietly in the courtyard of Tingxue Pavilion. Looking at the withered scene in front of him, he was also in a daze.

The courtyard full of residual leaves, the dead mangosteen, and the bluestone road with withered grass and miscellaneous grass all tell about the barrenness here.

But this is probably the only courtyard in the entire Qingshui Villa that has changed the least.

In the past, Tingxue Pavilion was already secluded, but now, it is just that there are fewer people who originally lived here.

I don't know how long later, Yang Xiaofeng suddenly said to Lin Yuhan beside him: "This is where I lived back then."

"Ah......", Lin Yuhan was distracted, and when he heard the words, he nodded and smiled: "Well, it's not bad......

Yang Xiaofeng was silent.

Lin Yuhan added: "It's really good."

Yang Xiaofeng was still silent. It seemed that he didn't want to say another word at all.

Lin Yuhan's eyes darkened, and after a while, he asked softly, "Then have you named this courtyard?"

"Yes".

"What is it called"?

Yang Xiaofeng was silent. After a long time, he said lightly: "Listen to Xue Pavilion."

"Listen to the ...... of Snow Pavilion"?

Lin Yuhan's heart tingled for no reason, and he smiled bitterly: "Good name...... What a name."

Yang Xiaofeng said sadly: "This name was still given by my mother, and I felt very strange at the time." It rarely snows at Shimizu Mountain Resort, so why is it called Tingxue Pavilion?"

Lin Yuhan asked, "What about later?"

"Later...... Later, ......", Yang Xiaofeng seemed to remember the distant past, and a few traces of sadness suddenly flashed on his lonely face, and he said lightly: "Later, it finally snowed in Qingshui Villa, and it was still heavy snow, and I knew at that time that the snow was silent." Some of them are just cold, cold to the bone."

Lin Yuhan gritted his teeth, pinched the corners of his clothes tightly with both hands, plucked up his courage, and asked, "So, you don't like snow"?

"It's not ......", Yang Xiaofeng shook his head slowly, and suddenly, he smiled faintly and said: "Many people don't like snow, just because they can't stand her cold, but in fact, they just don't understand snow."

Lin Yuhan said gloomily: "What about you, do you understand?"

Yang Xiaofeng nodded and said, "I understand."

"Tell me about it".

"Although the snow is cold on the surface, there is a fiery temperature ...... hidden in her heart."

Lin Yuhan's eyes were sad, he smiled sadly, and asked, "What about the rain, do you understand her heart?"

Yang Xiaofeng was silent.

"Hehe......".

Lin Yuhan only smiled bitterly.

It turns out that rain and snow have been following the wind all their lives, but which one is the final destination of the wind.

When the wind rises, the rain always comes as expected.

Snow is different, and it is only when the wind is completely still that the snow falls slowly.

Perhaps, in the heart of the wind, what he yearns for and cares about is the serenity and tranquility of the snow.

Feng has already experienced too much, and in the days to come, he doesn't want to drift anymore.

So, he melted himself into the snow. His heart has completely merged with the heart of snow.

At this moment, the door of the courtyard was slowly pushed open.

As soon as Yang Xiaofeng turned around, he saw the familiar but already somewhat unfamiliar white clothes.