"I know, so I'm here to say goodbye to you." After walking in slowly, Feng Henwan took a look at the painting at her hand.

On a snowy night, a cluster of red plums pillows on the snow, which is so beautiful. Under the tree, a ten-year-old boy is holding a pink girl, not afraid of the wind and snow, not afraid of the severe cold, but only wants to recognize the more proud and cold fragrance of the cold plum.

Seeing this, Feng Henwan smiled lightly: "So you still remember so much!"

Seeing the hope in his eyes, Feng Qingxue's eyes flashed: "But this can only be a memory, we cannot go back to the past!"

"Yes, I don't blame the impermanence of the world, I just blame me for not protecting you back then!"

I picked up the brush for painting, and the wind regretted that it was too late to laugh as warm as the cold autumn water and the cotton autumn water.

"You are always used to this. You never write poems when you write good paintings and never get famous. When you were young, you often asked me to help you. I'll let me help you again this time?"

A series of strong and powerful pen tips spread out on the rice paper with the faint fragrance of ink. Soon, the elegant handwriting turned into a poem and appeared on the paper.

Listening to the wind and snow all night in the small building,

I'm afraid I missed the moon.

But I think the moon is full and the man is hard to complete.

The brocade thought silently about the Chinese New Year.

I remember that I had no guesses at that time.

The west wind blows in fragrance.

Looking at the ice bed and red clouds,

Consciousness is proud to be a strong man.

It's a pity that the fragrance is as good as the snow,

The red plum blossoms fall without color.

The wind regrets that it is too late to give it to my sister, and the wind swells snow.

As the pen fell, all the surging emotions returned to Xiao Ji again. He looked at Feng Qingxue for a long time. Feng hated him to laugh as warm as the warmth of spring water, but the reluctance in his eyes was difficult to control himself, "Goodbye, Qingxue, goodbye, sister!"

From then on, he no longer had to bear the burden of the Feng family, nor did he care about the bond of family affection.

From then on, white clothes were like snow and horses were riding long songs, and drunken pillows were vast and vast.

It was not until Feng Hee too late that Feng Hee left for a long time, until the cool wind blew away the remaining ink fragrance, that she realized it and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled coldly: "Brother, goodbye, never see you again!"

"Qinjiu, everything is over! I have no regrets anymore, let's start!"

"Qingxue, are you really ready?"

After losing his slutty look, Qin Jiu is more like a fairy who is not in the world at this time, with a little more Tsinghua unparalleled. "Qingxue, I'm sorry for hiding you for so long. I know you hate others' humility and falsehood the most, but I really like you. It's the luckiest thing in my life that I have to have a confidant in Qin Jiu."

"Qinjiu, do you think I'm stupid?"

Feng Qingxue, who curled her lips slightly, smiled gently at this time, was undoubtedly the most beautiful.

Scenes of the past reappeared in her heart, and she smiled and said, "If it weren't for you, would I still talk to you so well?"

Indeed, when the whole world betrayed her and left her, she tried her best to help her and accompanied her to find her whole world.

And how could she not know why Qin Jiu helped her like this?

As early as the Shuramen, she heard the conversation between Qin Jiu and the Lord of the Underworld. Although she didn't know why she heard those words, she knew that it was definitely the one who did it intentionally. She was shocked and began to struggle and hesitate in her heart. However, time was slowly verifying, and along the way, protecting her, supporting her unconditionally, and even exposing her in advance for her, Qin Jiu undoubtedly had already entered her heart.

"Qinjiu, I am willing to be a part of you! I, Feng Qingxue, are you the only confidant in my life. If you really disappear, who else can stand my iceberg face? So, if we merge, you can really never give up on me again, right?"

When Qin Jiu heard such a numb words for the first time, a warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I, Qin Jiu, swear, I will never give up you! Qingxue, I will do my best to protect you!"

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