Chapter 252

Spring and winter come, how old is the cold autumn

Time flies. In the twinkling of an eye, Chen Xiaoming spent his third cold winter in the world on junkuai mountain.

The snow is flying and falling all over the sky. It is scattered on the vast land. The handsome mountain is instantly covered with thick snow, white and covered with snow.

"Xiao Ming, come and see. It's snowing."

In the early morning, the door of the wooden house was pushed open. A beautiful figure, dressed in a white felt skirt, looked at the heavy snow between heaven and earth and smiled like a child.

Shouted into the cabin, and then rushed into the snow.

"Come on, shallow."

A figure in green came out of the wooden house, with a smile on his face, watching the woman dancing in the snow, with a light in his eyes.

The young man is Chen Xiaoming, and the woman in white is Bai Qian.

Since they came here three years ago, Chen Xiaoming and Bai Qian have lived on this beautiful mountain for three years. In the three years, Chen Xiaoming almost forgot everything because of Bai Qian's existence.

Forget that you are a Strider, forget that you are not a person, and forget that you have a systematic existence.

With Bai Qian, Chen Xiaoming just wants to be a mortal.

In the past three years, I haven't explored this aspect, and I haven't improved my accomplishments once, and I rarely show my accomplishments.

Gradually, he almost forgot that he was a forced existence.

With such a gesture, I don't know if Chen Xiaoming thought about it when he cut himself.

Chen Xiaoming's character before him, looking at himself like this, will never force himself to strangle himself.

"Whew."

Standing in front of the wooden house, looking at the white light below, Chen Xiaoming flexed his fingers and disappeared into the flying snow.

Seeing the snow roaring up, streamers flickering, snowflakes flying around the white body under the influence of aura, like a dancing spirit dancing between heaven and earth.

The streamer is shining, and the snowflakes around are dancing. On the white body in the center, little stars emerge, and the glittering snowflakes are flashing colorful light, floating on the snow.

A white snow belt was flying and changing between heaven and earth. The light flickered and turned into a glittering thin coat, glittering and translucent, falling from the air and covering the white body.

For a moment, the white light was like the queen of ice and snow, dancing and stunning everywhere.

"Xiao Ming, you too."

Bai Qian came quickly, took Chen Xiaoming's hand and pulled him into the snow, playing together in the flying snow.

After a long time

Chen Xiaoming and Bai Qian lie in the snow and play for a long time. A trace of fatigue appears, but they still show a happy smile on their faces.

"Xiao Ming, how nice of you to say that we have always been like this?"

Waving jade hands, playing with falling snowflakes, Bai said with a smile.

Over the past three years, accompanied by Chen Xiaoming, she has been very happy and happy every day.

As naive as her, I just hope that such days can continue.

"Yes, I will."

Chen Xiaoming looked at Bai Qian's happy appearance and nodded heavily.

After three years together, Bai Qian's figure gradually penetrated into Chen Xiaoming's heart. Until now, Chen Xiaoming had an illusion that he seemed to like this innocent woman.

"Shallow, will you marry me?"

The words blurted out. After that, Chen Xiaoming's heart was bumpy. Like a child, he stared at the other party nervously, waiting for the other party's answer, for fear that the other party would refuse.

Bai Qian was stunned when he heard the speech. Then he turned his head and looked at Chen Xiaoming beside him. There was a change in his innocent eyes.

"When we become relatives, can we always be together?"

Chen Xiaoming was stunned by the novel brain circuit. He thought that Bai Qian would agree, refuse and hesitate.

But I never thought that Bai Qian would answer himself like this.

For a time, Chen Xiaoming looked at Bai Qian's eyes and stared for a long time. Finally, he shook his head, gritted his teeth and whispered softly.

"Shallow, even if we don't get married, we will always be together."

Reaching out and touching his white hair, Chen Xiaoming felt bitter, but still forced to smile.

From Bai Qian's eyes, he didn't see the answer he wanted. It seems that the other party doesn't understand what is love and love.

Without forcing each other, Chen Xiaoming is unwilling to take advantage of others' danger, not to mention the woman he likes.

After touching each other's hair, Chen Xiaoming got up slowly. The temperature of the flying snow seemed to drop a little, which made him feel a little cold.

With a somewhat lonely color, Chen Xiaoming slowly went back to the wooden house and lit the stove for heating in the house. The fire beat. The temperature in the house was a little higher, but it could not dispel the cold in Chen Xiaoming's heart.

In the snow on the other side, Bai Qian looked at Chen Xiaoming's back. He didn't know why. He felt a pain in his heart.

After three years together, in Bai Qian's life, Chen Xiaoming's figure has been left, but also an indelible figure.

At the moment, seeing Chen Xiaoming alone, her heart seemed to tingle.

In the next three days, the continuous heavy snow blocked junfast mountain. Chen Xiaoming and Bai Qian lived in the wooden house as usual.

Chen Xiaoming didn't talk about marrying Bai Qian again, as if it had never happened. He was still with Bai Qian as usual every day.

As usual, Bai Qian seems to have forgotten this matter and will never mention it again.

"Xiao Ming, the snow at the door has piled up."

Inside the cabin, Bai Qian's voice came out. Chen Xiaoming skillfully picked up the tools on one side and went to the door.

The snow is a little heavy. He will naturally shovel the snow.

Just as soon as I went out, there was only a thin layer of snow on the platform in front of the wooden house, which stunned Chen Xiaoming.

"Step."

There was a soft noise behind him. Chen Xiaoming turned his head and saw Bai Qian wearing a red wedding dress with a blush on his face. He looked at Chen Xiaoming and said with a smile.

"Xiao Ming, am I beautiful?"

"Uh huh... Beautiful!"

Leng Leng nodded. Chen Xiaoming was stunned for a moment.

"Then, Xiao Ming, will you marry me?"

Bright eyes smile and admire the country and the city. At the moment, the white light is particularly moving.

"Yes... Yes."

As if in a dream, Chen Xiaoming slowly went away and took each other's hand. His brain seemed to crash.

When night falls, the East is desolate and handsome, and the mountain is fast, inside the wooden house

Red candles reflect the house, the lights are flickering, with a faint fragrance. From time to time, bursts of sounds like pain and pleasant cries come out.