When Chu Zheng sat back in the driving seat, Guo Xiang asked worriedly: "Little brother, what's wrong? Sister Li is leaving?"

"I'm leaving, let's say goodbye and ask if I've received the letter." Chu Zheng felt a little disappointed, but his acting skills have always been online, and there was no clue on his face.

After thinking about it, he took out the letter from Li Wenxiu and handed it over: "This is the letter left to me by Miss Li, she said you can take a look."

Guo Xiang shook his head: "This is her letter to you, how can I look good?" As he said this, his little fingers as white as spring onions had already pinched the envelope.

Here, Guo Xiang's fake refusal... Chu Zheng was both angry and funny, let go of his fingers, and the envelope disappeared from the car window.

After a while, Guo Xiang's little head was lying in the car window again, and sighed with emotion: "Sister Li is such a good girl."

Chu Zheng thought to himself, if you know what she said in the last time, I don’t know if you can say such words.

Of course, he didn't plan to tell Guo Xiang about the conversation he had just had with Li Wenxiu, because it was purely a scam and a trouble for himself.

Time flies, and the world will change a lot in two or three years. Who knows whether Li Wenxiu still remembers him at that time? Worrying about what happened two or three years later, Chu Zheng is not so worried about it.

With the light whip, the carriage returned to the road. The wheels wrapped in anti-slip chains crushed the ice and snow on the ground, but could not crush the flying frost and the faint loneliness and desolation.

Chu Zheng's eyes always unconsciously showed the lonely footprints that disappeared in the wind and snow. He sighed softly and turned around and asked, "Senior Sister, do you want to come out for some breath?"

"Huh? Is that OK?" Guo Xiang suddenly became happy, and his black gem-like eyes shining: "Yes, yes!"

"Put your fur coat and tie your cloak, and only let it come out for a quarter of an hour."

"Hehe, please obey the order of Shuai Chu!" Guo Xiang responded obediently. Every time Chu Zheng's attitude becomes tough, she will be particularly obedient and will not show off her senior sister's airs at all. I have to say that this is really a very likable thing in Guo Xiang's personality, which is in sharp contrast to her low-emotional intelligence sister Guo Fu.

Soon, the pretty girl who was dressed as cute as a bear baby sat in the passenger car parking space. She was close to Chu Zheng, her little hand inserted into his arms, holding his arm, her eyebrows were curved, and her little face was red.

The pleasant-smelling girl's sweet fragrance and cheerful words, as well as the bright red face, dispelled the loneliness in Chu Zheng's heart. He couldn't help but smiled softly. For the first time, he felt that the journey in front of him seemed really good. If he hadn't been rushing to meet Qin Ruyun and complete the important task of obtaining the pill to increase life span, he would even want to slow down and walk for ten days and half a month.

Guo Xiang talked about interesting things he saw in the world, and then talked about the fun things he had when he was a child. His thinking jumped very quickly, both with the innocent and cheerfulness of a girl and the soft words - of course, this is usually when she wants to act coquettishly.

Chu Zheng never thought that a girl could be so cute. Sometimes when she listened to her soft and glutinous act of coquettishness, her heart felt like she was melted.

This is a girl who has not really grown up. She has not experienced much sorrow in her heart, and she does not know the darkness and ugliness of the world.

"Senior Sister." Chu Zheng suddenly called out softly.

"Hmm?" Guo Xiang looked at him with his small face bag sideways. Chu Zheng reached out to rub her hair and said softly: "It's good that you keep doing this."

With me here, the ugliness, sins, darkness and sorrow of the world will not be close to you.

"Strange junior brother..." Guo Xiang was a little confused, but felt Chu Zheng's tenderness towards her, and no longer asked questions. He just narrowed his eyes as comfortable as a cat being caressed.

The wind and snow finally stopped slowly, but the temperature that fell did not rise. Guo Xiang did not mention going back to the car. Chu Zheng no longer urged him. He just stretched out his hand and held one of her soft and smooth hand, and sent the warm and silence of the divine qi into her body to help her keep the cold.

Guo Xiang's heart was full of happiness. She smiled sweetly, leaning on Chu Zheng's arm, clasping her fingers tightly, hoping that time would stay at this moment forever.

The carriage turned a corner, and Chu Zheng unexpectedly had a row of footprints on the snow in front of him.

It is not surprising that there are footprints in the snow. What is strange is that this line of footprints is not horseshoe marks or wheel trajectory, but is trampled by a person with his feet.

The footprints came from the north alone and extended toward the front alone. It was snowed for so long just now, but they had not yet covered up these footprints, which shows how deep the footprints were.

With Chu Zheng's rich world, it was immediately judged that this man's martial arts skills were quite good, but he was exhausted.

There are not many people in the world who can have such great martial arts skills, not even horses, and even fewer people can travel long distances with just their feet.

This person is either a fugitive, an ascetic, or a weird person who is using heavy snow to train his own will. Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party is just a very poor but has a strong backbone and disdain to be a thief.

Chu Zheng took a few glances and didn't care anymore.

Who this person is, no matter where he is going, he has no intention of meddling nostalgia as long as he doesn't provoke him.

After the carriage moved forward for several miles, Guo Xiang suddenly stretched out his slender fingers and pointed curiously into the distance and asked, "Junior brother, what is that person doing?"

Chu Zheng had far better eyesight than her. He had seen the lonely figure in the distance, so he replied: "He dug a hole in the snow and buried a wooden sculpture."

"This person is so strange. Why do you have to bury a wooden portrait in the snow?"

Chu Zheng felt the extremely difficult aura of this man, and secretly pinched Guo Xiang's little hand, signaling her not to offend people by talking nonsense, and at the same time, he answered softly: "Perhaps, I'm burying a loneliness."

"Buried a loneliness?" The man in the distance actually heard Chu Zheng's low voice, murmured and repeated, with a smile on his face, and suddenly turned around and sang to him: "Friends, meeting is fate, should we come over and have a drink?"

Chu Zheng felt a little nervous. The two sides were nearly a hundred feet apart. This person could actually hear the quiet conversation between him and Guo Xiang. It can be seen that this person's internal strength is even more profound than himself.

However, Chu Zheng thought that the last time he sent a similar invitation to him was Kou Zhong, who later became his best friend and a friend of life and death, so Chu Zheng felt that no one in his temperament would be bad if he asked passers-by to come forward and take a sip.

Considering that it had been nearly an hour since Guo Xiang really needed a rest, Chu Zheng replied with a smile: "You're welcome."

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