"I see." He took the hand of the sleeping girl on his chest and whispered, "if you are still there, you will ask me to help him, right?"

In front of him, she seemed to be smiling and nodding in front of him. After all, a long time ago, she liked Qingyu so much.

He uttered a sigh. After kissing her cold lip corner, he took out the crystal bead from her hand. In his sigh, her body turned into a pile of dead bones in the blink of an eye.

Beautiful and white, but in a flash.

Xiaoxiao stood up, covered his mouth and called.

He said, "don't you want ice crystals?"

Smiling at the ice crystal fruit in his hand, she refused to accept it. She said with guilt: "I didn't want to be like this..."

"You have to understand that you can get what you give up." There are gains and losses. Sixteen years ago, he understood this truth, and he said with a smile: "someone is waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."

Smile has a moment of confusion, but soon think of that man, she did not come to that joy, but is a low way: "then how do you do?"

"I am what I should be." His brows were open, which made him feel relieved.

Xiaoxiao finally took over the ice crystal fruit. She held it tightly in the palm of her hand, "Uncle I'll come to see you later

He didn't look at her, just looked at the withered bone in the red dress calmly and said faintly, "you should leave."

She turned around and slowly walked out of the ice cave. Standing at the entrance of the cave, she could not help looking back. She could not hear anything except the wind with the snow.

With a feeling of loss that she didn't understand in her heart, she grasped the collar and went down the mountain along the original road. Not far from the foot of the mountain, there was a man who had been waiting for her for a long time. The man had a long body and a dark robe, but he could not hide his cold breath. In the ice and snow, he could not hide his elegant and noble life. There was a wall around him I can't get close to him.

But when the girl came running and threw herself in his arms, the wall collapsed.

Smiling, he swept the snow on his shoulder and blamed him: "you are not in good health. How did you run here?"

"If you don't run away from home, I don't have to come here." Under his long and curly eyelashes, there was a deep helplessness in his eyes, "smile, I said that you have grown up and should not hold me like this again."

Qingyu just pushed people away, she rushed over again, "it's cold here. It's warm to hold you."

"Smile..."

"Smile, smile, you call me so every day, why don't you smile?" She tooted her mouth and stretched out her hand. She said, "look what I got?"

Qing Yu was stunned and then said in a deep voice, "he gave it to you."

"Qingyu, do you know the uncle in white?" She wondered.

After a moment of silence, he touched her head and said, "I don't know."

"Oh..." He was sure to smile, but she looked sick again.

"What's the matter?" asked Qingyu

"I just saw how he loved his wife so much, and I thought, if you could love me as much as he did, then I would die..."

"Nonsense Qingyu grabs her wrist and drinks.

She had never seen him so angry. She could not help but feel a sense of fear, "Qing, Qingyu You scared me... "

She seemed to be about to cry. Qingyu would give up unconditionally once she cried, but this time he did not. He pulled her into his arms heavily. He lowered his voice and said, "smile, listen up, I will never treat you like him."

"Why?" She looked up wrongly. "Don't you like me?"

Because he is willing to hurt himself, and will never go to the road of forcing her to death.

Qingyu didn't like her to cry. He lowered his head and finally kissed her lips. Even if this intimate action would make him want more, he said softly, "you will live a long life. We and they will never be the same."

"Well..." Her face was red, and her mind was full of bubbles of happiness. She was so dizzy that she couldn't think about anything. What he said was what he said.

Qingyu laughed, "let's go home."

She nodded, "OK."

He took her hand and walked on the ice field, leaving a series of footprints in the snow, but it was soon covered by the wind and snow.

Soon after this man and a woman left, a huge voice sounded. In the wind and snow all over the sky, I saw the tall snow mountain collapse. The wind sounds like very sad. Soon, under the cover of the wind and snow, everything tends to be calm again.

It's just that the snow in the northern region seems to be getting worse.

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The best hospital in a city, a ward, doctors and nurses have been busy for a long time, when the instrument finally showed that the patient's heart rate was stable, all the people were relieved.After the others slowly retreated and there were only two people left in the room, the middle-aged man finally couldn't help grabbing the young man's collar. He roared, "I said, your method doesn't work!"

The emaciated man slowly broke off his collar. He was wearing a doctor's white coat, and inside was a shirt. Now he was tidying up his wrinkled collar and said, "she will be OK."

His calm appearance, let the opposite people see the rage, "my daughter almost died!"

"I will not let her die." He said gently, the smile on the corner of his mouth was very good-looking, but in the cold eyes, slowly emerged a dark light, he has not entangled with her enough, how can let her die like this?

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Author PS: nangongli was Xue Ran's Executioner and killed a lot of people, so he would live in pain all his life. But he was accompanied by Yue Yue Yue. Qingyu had a smile, a single cliff had a year to drink, and sun Yidao had a drink every day Everyone's ending can be said to be happy, except Xue ran, because he always has to pay the price for what he does when he is bored. As for the final snow mountain collapse, I don't know whether he is dead. The friends who read the article can guess by themselves, but I think this is the best ending.

In fact, I also want to let this story he. That is to say, with the help of the system, the scenery met Xue ran 500 years ago and prevented these tragedies from happening. But that is another story. Moreover, we should wear it quickly. It is not good to waste more ink in this story

Hey, hey, I don't like to write stories about abuse, so in order to make up for my hurt heart, I want to let go of myself (laughter). The next story will drive, and the central idea is just one. Everything is for driving. Please skip the next story for the passengers who are carsick.

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