Chapter 2

Feng Zhiwei squats on the bank and looks at it calmly. This place is remote. Something happened early in the morning, and no one will come. Wu's aunt loses heart and goes crazy. She is really looking for death.

Wet people swam over, trembling fingers just about to touch the shore, Fengzhi micro broom gently flicked, dial to open.

This group, for the mother.

In those days, the mother took her brother and sister back to Qiufu, kneeling in front of the gate for three days and three nights. On the third day, the door opened, and a basin of foot washing water splashed out. Behind the door was the maid of the fifth aunt with a basin of feet.

It was also a snowy day. It was colder than today. She knelt behind her mother and watched the foot washing water ice on her mother's hair. After that, she had a high fever for three days and three nights and nearly lost her life.

The fifth aunt swam over for the second time. The lake caused a lot of ripples. Her movement was slow and her fingers were stiff, trying to catch a stone on the bank.

Fengzhi micro broom a stretch, will be the top of five aunt out.

This one, for herself.

Liu Guanshi is a distant relative of Wu's aunt. He had a crush on her early. First, he asked for her wife as a sequel wife for himself. After being rejected, he asked for a wife for his stupid son. He dared to fight for the idea that father and son share a daughter. His mother had been making trouble until his uncle, and the father and son stopped. But just a few days ago, Liu Guanshi blocked her in an old house where no one was going. If she had not been with her, she would have been there With a pair of scissors, Feng Zhiwei is now either the wife of father and son, or he is expelled from Qiufu because of losing his virginity.

The fifth aunt swam over for the third time. The woman was fierce and fierce. She no longer tried to catch the stone on the bank. Instead, she suddenly grabbed the broom and pulled it down.

"Poop

Feng Zhiwei was caught off guard and pulled into the lake by her!

The icy water of the lake instantly surrounded her whole body. She shivered, thinking that she was going to be frozen. However, after the initial cold passed, the endless heat flow in her body suddenly surged and flowed all over her body like a fountain. When it hit the cold outside, she felt warm and comfortable, It's like soaking in hot water.

Feng Zhiwei was stunned and subconsciously touched her heart. She had been suffering from unexplained internal heat since childhood. She was always dry and depressed. She was burning like a fire. She was very greedy. The doctor asserted that she could not live to be 20 years old. In the eyes of the public, she was a dying person.

The disease Probably heavier? Even the lake is not cold in winter.

The scalp suddenly tightened, and the woman on her side grabbed her hair. Feng Zhiwei turned her head and saw that her face was dead, with a pale and ferocious smile. Her fingers and vines tightly entangled her hair, trying to take her to the bottom.

Feng Zhiwei slanted her head and laughed at her.

"Cha."

The snow light of scissors flashed on the green lake, and a wisp of black hair fell on the surface of the water and floated away with clear roots.

Caught an empty five auntie, can no longer support, the head in the water finally exposed dew, then silent sink.

Feng Zhiwei put her foot on her head and pushed her down a little more. Since she was doomed to die, she might as well die faster.

With this force, she leaped up and pulled her wet hair in the water. The lake water had made her body dry and hot, and she felt light, intelligent and comfortable that she didn't want to leave.

So she soaked in the water, thinking about the aftermath of the incident - how to cover up the traces of the shore, how to explain to her mother that she had suddenly cut a short section of her hair and wet clothes.

These are not a problem for her. After a while, she reached for the stone on the bank and was ready to go ashore. Inadvertently, she glanced at the surface of the water, and her body suddenly froze.

A long reflection of the flying clothes is reflected on the mirror like water.

Feng Zhiwei stares at the shadow.

Jade crown, dark silver brocade robe on the white background, wearing a snow-white light fur, the light fur is brilliant, precious, but the more brilliant is that person's face, like a gorgeous world, the beauty of condensed, all condensed into one person's eyebrows, instantly stunning the mountains and rivers.

The eyebrow is slightly raised, delicate as feathers, the lip radian is beautiful, and the hand of God describes it carefully. However, when the eyes under the thick long eyelashes turn quietly, the sky and earth are only left with the brilliance of Dark Jade.

In the early winter, the wind blows up the snow foam and floats across a white plum forest on the bank. The plum blossom like snow and the broken snow like plum blossom pass by a blue ice lake, and then they are broken in his flying skirt. This slightly monotonous and pale winter scenery is immediately picturesque.

The immortal in the mountain, the high scholar under the forest, the national painting, is difficult to describe.

The man was long and slender wrapped in a light fur. Yushu was standing on the rocks on the bank. From his posture, he was leaning down to look at himself in the lake.

Feng Zhiwei immediately sank to the water and then looked up.

She looked into a pair of dark, cold eyes.

The eyes are very beautiful. When they turn, they flow with color. When they gaze at people, they are quiet and bright. They are so black and white. They are pure steel blue. Like a rich brocade, they roll up one layer after another. They are gorgeous and dignified, but they are heavy and cold. They drown people.Feng Zhi micro hand in front of her chest, staring at the romantic eyes that seem to be looking forward to amorous, soaked in the night, thinking, will the world be confused by such amazing appearance, can't see his eyes thousands of miles of cold?

"Excuse me, please." She raised her head and motioned to the man to let go of the position under her feet.

The man did not move and looked down at her - Feng Zhiwei, standing in the shallow water, showed a beautiful face between her long hair. Her black and thin eyebrows were soaked with water, and her black and thin eyebrows were as dark as feathers. Her eyes were bewildered, and she looked at people like a layer of blurred yarn.

What a delicate and harmless woman.

What a picture A face that surprised him.

In the flowing water, Feng Zhi slightly bent over her chest with both hands skillfully protecting her chest. She was not embarrassed and embarrassed by such a posture, nor was she flustered by the discovery of murder. She still stood in the water calmly and refused to let the man's smile imply fierce eyes.

In front of this man's glassy eyes, any disguise will be self humiliating.

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