The cold wind blew, and the rice paper on the table fell quietly to the ground.

Suddenly, without warning, there was heavy snow outside the window, falling on the roof, on the branches and on the ground. The eyes were as kind as snow-white.

This is,

The first snow in early winter.

The night was very deep, and the faint candle flickered, reflecting the rice paper and words on the table, especially clear and dazzling.

In the middle of the night,

He finally put down all his disguises and could no longer suppress his emotions.

A drop of tears fell down with burning heat, which made his heart tremble. He cried heartrending and heartbroken, as if he wanted to cry out all the collapsed emotions.

On that winter night, Jun Zhan once told himself.

Don't cry,

Tears are the most useless thing in the world.

But he really can't hold on now. He regrets that he has lost the courage to live.

My heart is like a blood hole torn. It hurts so much that I can't even breathe.

This embarrassing eternal silence and silence is the cruelest part.

You see,

After all,

Alone.

Under the wet eyelashes, the eyes were fragmented, like falling stars.

Some people have become passers-by before they can cherish them.

At first, the fundus of the eyes turned sideways and lingered with deep feelings. Finally, the eyes were red and the fundus of the eyes was broken.

This is the only time in my life. Later, it is just vain.

Always say something at the end. I regret it at the beginning. The past has passed. If I want to recover it, it's just a misty rain Pavilion in the air.

Hurt is hurt after all, and the scar at the bottom of my heart will not disappear if I want to erase it.

If everyone in this world can get what they want,

There won't be so many mortals begging for regret medicine.

After all, the boy is alone and doesn't ask for love.

This life, that's it.

Just always in the place where the plum blossoms bloom on a snowy night, silently guarding a person, a person who has left.

The snow outside the window is getting heavier and heavier. All you can see is a vast expanse of snow. It is very dark in the house. Only the faint flickering candle lengthens a person's shadow



This winter is very cold. The first snow in early winter has fallen for three days and nights, and the overwhelming snow has fascinated people's eyes.

January,

The capital,

"The north wind blows, the snowflakes float, the shadows sway, the branches shake, and the burning red plum shines in front of you. You are walking, I am chasing, the wind blows, and the clothes are rustling..."

There were bursts of nursery rhymes outside the alley. They were catchy, clear and lonely.

Prime Minister's residence,

"Sun Zhi doesn't necessarily have a clean hand, but things are small and can't be fatal. But every big family will have trouble making dandies, and the sun family is no exception. Nothing? Then make things for me. I don't care..." Jun Zhan looked at the data relationship diagram above and tapped it gently with his fingertips, saying coldly and indifferently.

The sunlight refracted in along the retro window lattice and sprinkled on the slender man, but it seemed that it could never warm the barren color without temperature at the bottom of his eyes.

He has a unique sense of indifference, which is always step by step and planning strategies.

Probably the only person he lost was that one.

At the beginning, my heart was really torn and cracked. It was like despair and no obsession.

It was just painful. I was numb. Later... I began to get used to the pain.

In this life,

That's it.