Falling Snow Valley. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The night is not deep, but it is quiet.

There was no moon in the sky, and the valley of falling snow seemed to have fallen asleep in the night.

It seems like it's been a long time since Falling Snow Valley has been so quiet as it is now. Or rather, since that disaster, the Falling Snow Valley has never been quiet.

But now, the Falling Snow Valley is finally quiet again.

Leaf House.

It's quiet in the building, and it's even quieter in the yard. There were no wind chimes, not even a hint of wind.

In such a quiet environment, people's hearts are naturally extremely calm.

Again, Luo Qingxue stood quietly in front of the window again, looking at the night in the distance.

The night sky was quiet, but her heart was quieter.

But suddenly, her heart beat violently.

No, she was already feeling something.

The next moment, she almost ran out. Then, she saw Yang Xiaofeng.

At this moment, he was standing under the eaves of the porch, and the light of the room was shining on his face.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofeng was smiling at her.

Luo Qingxue ran so fast that she was almost able to stop when she was about to hit Yang Xiaofeng.

He looked at her, and she looked at him.

The face that waited in the passing years is still as clear as yesterday. He was laughing, and then she chuckled softly and smiled at him.

At this moment, he was standing in front of her, so all the pain and despair of the past disappeared in the shallow smile between him and her.

Those things that have been precipitated in the depths of the years, the people who have been forgotten in the depths of time.

At this moment, all the old memories of yesterday came to mind in an instant.

Isn't it true that he and she are still the same as when they first met?

No surprises, no surprises. It was as if she had expected that one day he would be here again.

Deep, gaze ......

shallow, reminiscent......

The night is thick, and the acacia is even stronger.

Affection, isn't it very heavy.

The affection between him and her can no longer be described by the word heavy.

Familiar figures, familiar faces.

He and she looked at each other silently, and then, both of them chuckled at the same time.

Familiar scenes, familiar smiles.

The scene that I met in my dreams countless times, the smile that appeared in my dreams countless times, the person I wanted to catch in my dreams countless times.

Right now, right in front of you.

Could this still be a dream?

It's definitely not a dream, this moment is so real.

Real laughter, real people.

Luo Qingxue smiled lightly and said softly: "You're back"?

Yang Xiaofeng replied with a smile: "I'm back."

Then, he reached out and gently took her into his arms.

Two people who really love each other finally hugged each other tightly again.

There is no hint of jerky feeling. His hands were still as natural as ever, his chest was still as warm and firm as ever, and even his smile never seemed to change.

Perhaps, both she and he have changed to a greater or lesser extent. Time would have changed too many things, too many people.

He and she are also people who have been changed by the years. But at this moment, he and she changed again.

Just snuggled up to each other tightly, and felt each other's heartbeat and each other's breathing clearly.

Leaning on his arms, she had an indescribable sense of steadfastness and warmth in her heart.

Luo Qingxue finally understood that Yang Xiaofeng at this moment was still the same boy he was when he first met.

At the same time, he hugged her tighter. There was no trace of confusion and hesitation in his heart.

It turned out that what he thought he had lost had never left him. It turns out that the person he wants to protect has always been there.

He and her, each other's hearts, never really left each other.

Yang Xiaofeng finally knew that at this moment, she was still the girl who danced for herself.

Is this moment forever?

The night is quiet, and the heart is quiet.

The night is thick, and the affection is even stronger.

Gradually, the night was already deep. The emotions in my heart seem to have increased a little more with the night.

Yang Xiaofeng leaned on the railing, and Luo Qingxue leaned against him. She pressed her head against his chest, and he gently wrapped his hand around her shoulder.

"Wind ......", Luo Qingxue raised her head slightly, looked at Yang Xiaofeng's angular face softly, and said softly: "Why do you have to come back, if you stay in the Fengyue Sect, and then take over the position of the sect leader in the future, at that time, you will be the sect leader of the first major sect in martial arts today."

"What"?

"So, if you shouldn't give up, why should you give up when you shouldn't"?

"It's not about giving up, it's about choosing".

"Select"?

"I made a choice many years ago."

"At least you really shouldn't have left the Fengyue Sect at this time."

"If you don't leave, what? Be a son-in-law or a deputy leader"?

"The son-in-law is good, and the deputy head is better."

"Don't say it's just a deputy sect leader of the Fengyue Sect, even if it's a sect leader?"

"Look at what you asked, this is the power of the pinnacle, isn't what you men are most obsessed with is power and fame, don't you feel sorry at all"?

"Regret ......", Yang Xiaofeng hugged Luo Qingxue's hand and unconsciously tightened it a little, and then, he lowered his head and gently stroked the hair of her sideburns with his other hand, and said lightly: "It's true that there are some regrets, but compared to this regret, I have a bigger regret in my heart."

"What regrets"?

"If I don't have you by my side, that's the biggest regret of my life."

Luo Qingxue's heart suddenly felt as sweet as eating honey, and she couldn't help but gently beat him.

Yang Xiaofeng stared at the night and muttered, "What did you just say, what we men are most obsessed with is power and fame"?

Luo Qingxue asked rhetorically, "Isn't it?"

Yang Xiaofeng shook his head and said lightly: "What's the use of what I want?"

Luo Qingxue muttered, "Then what do you want?"

"Snow ......".

"Hmmm......".

He looked down at her face and whispered, "All I want is you."

"I ......"?

"Yes. All I want is to live an ordinary life with you. I don't want to pursue any power, let alone fame, all I want is to be able to live an ordinary life with you. As long as I can have you by my side, as long as I have you with me through this life, this is enough."

Luo Qingxue's beautiful and delicate face suddenly swelled up with a faint flush. Suddenly, I saw that Yang Xiaofeng was completely drunk.

My daughter's watery and soft feelings.

He looked at her stupidly, for a long time, for a long time, for .......

Once again, time seems to stand still, and everything seems to have been completely frozen. The only thing that is still beating is perhaps the two hearts that are clinging to each other.

The daughter is picturesque and smiles like a flower.

After a long while, Yang Xiaofeng came back to his senses, and continued: "Ah Xue, I really owe too many people in my life. However, I have already paid back many people, and the only thing I still owe is you. I owe you something, and I will use all the time left in this life to pay it back slowly."

Luo Qingxue said angrily: "Who wants you to pay it back."

"Ah Xue, are you willing"?

"What"?

"Come back to Shimizu Villa with me, okay?"

"We've already officially visited the church and become relatives, haven't we?"

"Of course".

"Then you still ask".

"Huh"?

"Haven't you heard such a saying"?

"What words"?

"Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog......", Luo Qingxue gently stroked Yang Xiaofeng's face with her hand, lowered her eyes, and said: "As a wife, of course, where the husband goes, she will follow."

Yang Xiaofeng was overjoyed and said: "Well, in the future, there will only be the two of us, and we will go to live that ordinary and simple life together."

Luo Qingxue said in a low voice: "It's not just the two of us, it's our family. Have you forgotten that we said that we would take the third uncle over in the future?"

Yang Xiaofeng nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, it's our family." You, me, Master, and our children."

Luo Qingxue smiled slyly and said, "You will have a hard time at that time."

Yang Xiaofeng was puzzled: "What do you say"?

Luo Qingxue said seriously: "You think, you have to take care of not only the master, but also your wife and children, isn't it very hard." Add to yourself, not to mention anything else, just the food of so many people is enough for you to keep busy."

Yang Xiaofeng frowned and said, "This is not good, cooking seems to be your woman's job."

"It's okay, as long as the food I cook can be eaten by a few of you."

"As long as you can make it, we can eat it."

"Hey, hey......".

The night was hazy.

No month.

The candle flame in the house quietly burned out at some point, and the heavens and the earth suddenly fell into complete darkness.

Yang Xiaofeng and Luo Qingxue were also completely overwhelmed by this darkness. But what does it matter? Even though there is no light in heaven and earth, hope and light have long been rekindled in their hearts.

It won't be long before the sun will fully illuminate the night again.

The rivers and lakes are still the same rivers and lakes, and the people are still those people. The rivers and lakes have never changed, and only people have changed.

However, no matter whether it is the rivers and lakes or the people who have changed, these have nothing to do with him and her.

From then on, there will never be any grudges and entanglements in his and her world, and there will never be a trace of hatred again. Yes, it's just love.

Mutual affection, mutual dependence, simple and ordinary love.

From then on, we will help each other and never leave each other.

From then on, there was nothing else to separate from each other except death.

Perhaps at this moment, there are still too many people who are struggling to survive and still fighting for profit; perhaps, at this moment, there are still too many people who are abandoning the most precious emotions they originally possessed for the sake of power and fame, calculating and hurting others by unscrupulous means.

But what does power and fame really bring?

There is only emptiness and loneliness.

However, even so, there are still too many people who flock to it.

These people will never understand that no matter how powerful or famous, in the end, they are not worth a family.

An ordinary home.

And, of course, people at home.

Two ordinary people.