Chapter 1737

But he didn't want to, he couldn't, he didn't want to make do with it.

Give up that man and he'll die, really,

That person is the obsession of his life and the most cherished person he hides in his heart.

The cold wind blew over the man's hair, and the snow fell on his shoulder.

He leaned there quietly, his white forehead against the cold tombstone, his eyes closed, like sleeping,

The snowflake slowly fell on Jun Zhan's eyelashes, melted slowly, wet his eyelashes, and finally slipped silently, like a crystal tear

The cold wind drowned the quiet man, frowned, and the last sentence was like a dreamy whisper,

"For nothing..."

Perhaps only when there was no one, he dared to call carefully, pious and humble, which had passed countless times in the bottom of his heart, but finally did not dare to call the export, affectionate name.

Jun Zhan stayed here all day. He wiped the cold tombstone bit by bit with a clean handkerchief, and rubbed the angular words on the tombstone with his fingertips again and again,

When I got up, my body was a little stiff.

"Bye, mom and dad." Jun Zhan naturally lowered his eyes and smiled. It seemed that his parents were still there. Before the child left home, he had a daily conversation with his parents: "come back to see you when you have time, um... You two should be good."

Jun Zhan finally took a look at the lonely tombstone standing in the snow, with snowflakes falling on it.

He lowered his eyes and turned away.

In the snow, the snow piled on the pine branches slipped down again, revealing a touch of long cyan

Jun Zhan looked around, but he couldn't find where the little squirrel was.

He frowned and his lips pursed slightly.

Some unwarranted panic at the bottom of my heart brings a faint bad hunch.

Jun Zhan told himself not to think much at the bottom of his heart. He suppressed those inexplicable emotions at the bottom of his heart and found a little hamster along the way.

He thought,

Maybe the little hamster ran to the mountain alone.

Jun Zhan looked around the mountain and didn't see the shadow of the little hamster.

The slender figure leaned against the trunk and looked vaguely tired. He was more upset. Jun Zhan took a breath, played the snow on his shoulder and walked up the mountain again.

After raising hamsters for so long, Jun Zhan knows some habits of hamsters.

It looks ignorant, but it's actually fine.

Also recognize the road. If you're really on the mountain, it's time to go back to the beginning after playing enough.

Jun Zhan can only go back and wait there first.

The night is deep,

A silver moon hung in the dark sky, with a cold light,

The snow is still falling, falling on the branches and on the ground, and the eyes are merciful snow-white.

Jun Zhan stood there expressionless, his thick curled eyelashes covered his eyes, and the radian of the corner of his lips was a little cold.

The night passed quietly,

I don't know when the pale silver cold moon has disappeared. Only the heavy snow is still falling tirelessly, as if it is going to fall to the end of the world.

Jun Zhan tightly pursed his lips. His expressionless face flicked the snow on his shoulder. A pair of dark eyes could not see the slightest light and shadow, like the most dangerous and fatal abyss in the world.

There is a small village at the foot of the mountain. Jun Zhan still plans to go down and ask if anyone has seen a little hamster.

He finally looked back at the mountain. There was only white snow and nothing else.

Jun Zhan exhaled and walked down the mountain.