Minrou follows the voice to look, the place of the accident is at her feet, she slightly narrowed her eyes, crossed numerous lights, and saw the girl falling into the water.

Is it her -

Qinyue?

She struggled hopelessly in the river. She was so thin, so small, and the cold winter water was cold and bone piercing. Soon, her cotton padded clothes were soaked in water and became precipitated, like a stone, dragging her straight down.

The people on the shore were still shouting, but no one would go down to save her.

"Ah..."

Minrou chuckles gently. The white air in her mouth is even colder than the cold and humid air in winter. People in the world have always been sweeping snow before their doors. Now, in this weather, who is willing to jump down and save a irrelevant person?

What's more, she is still a woman. Since ancient times, men and women have been inseminated. At that time, things will be disordered.

Her eyes are very beautiful. They are peach blossom eyes picked at the end of the eyes, but they also give people a feeling that it is always difficult to get close to them. At this time, her pupils are foggy, like a layer of yarn, which makes people can't see what she is thinking.

The girl is still struggling in the river under her feet. Her face is distorted by the desire to survive. Her neck is raised high, just like a swan with broken neck. Her nose wings are shaking desperately, pouring air into her lungs, and her lips are white and frightening. Minrou thought, does she really want to live? After all, there was such a man around her.

What about Mohe? Where is her patron saint at the critical moment of life and death?

Minrou is very clear about this feeling. At the beginning, she was also like being squeezed by the boundless River, squeezing the air out of her lungs a little bit, and the darkness tightly bound her, so that her world could not see a ray of light, as if she was trapped in the dark bottom of the River, and never wanted to climb up again.

At that time, how reluctant she was. She didn't win Mo Kai's heart. Before she could ask him if she really treated him, she died.

So, at the moment, she is really real. If Qin Yue is killed, what if she dies like this? Will he look at me more?

At the bottom of my heart, a cruel voice told her: No, minrou, just give up! Even if Qin Yue died, she could be reincarnated. Mo Kai would find her and continue to protect her, just like in the past hundreds of years!

Then she despaired and was discouraged. Really, minrou thought, why should she be so clear headed? Once in a while, let her indulge in daydreaming. That's good.

Even after waking up, I still face endless loneliness and the pain of my heart being pierced. It doesn't matter.

After all, minrou can't get through the bottom of her heart. She stealthily sneaks into the bottom of the river and drags out Qinyue, who has been unable to struggle and has sunk into the bottom of the river. She comes out with Qinyue in another nobody's corner.

She has no breath, thought minrou. Is this her fault?

Her parents taught her to be gentle and merciful since she was a child. She must not think of harming people's lives. However, today, this girl fell into the river in front of her eyes. She only lived for 18 years when she died.

Minrou saw her when she was a child, and when she was born, she went quietly to see her. She was a small, thin group, like a cat. People who knew something about life knew that such a child, most of whom had a bumpy fate, would not live a long life.