"Yes!" Su Moying agreed without even the slightest hesitation.

As long as it's for the night, she can do anything and achieve anything.

"Okay, you can go back now." Xue waved her hand, and then her body disappeared into the air.

Almost at the same time, everything around her changed, and Su Moying found that she had magically returned to her room.

"Ye, I will never let you leave alone, believe me." She clenched her fists and said fiercely.

At this moment, Xue hid her figure and hovered directly above her. After listening to her words, she shook her head and smiled: "I'm afraid that after forty-nine days, I will forget what your face looks like!"

…

Without Ye by her side, Su Moying felt that her days were like years.

I don’t feel good about eating anymore. I keep getting distracted during lectures. Even when I’m walking, I feel like the way home has become so long!

What's especially painful is that Lan Yufeng and An Xiujie come to ask him where he has been from time to time!

She can't tell them that Ye was killed by a snow god, right? Then others will definitely treat her as a lunatic!

…

This day is already the fourth week, twenty-eight days have passed.

Su Moying slowly realized a word - she couldn't help herself.

Time is indeed the best medicine for wounds. No matter how big the pain is, it will slowly fade away as time goes by.

These days, occasionally, when she sees something happy, she can't help but raise the corners of her lips.

How can I laugh? How can I still laugh when I lose the night?

Touching the area around my heart seems to no longer hurt so much!

No! This will never be allowed!

Ye died to save herself, she must save him, she must!

So Su Moying searched her mind hoarsely for all the memories about the night, repeating his kindness over and over again, and then the pain and longing slowly returned.

In order to prevent herself from making similar mistakes again, Su Moying found a knife, rolled up her sleeves, and carved a bloody word "night" on her arm.

These days, Xue has been quietly following her, and he has seen every move she makes.

When he saw her frowning in pain but still insisting on finishing carving the word "night", Xue's eyes showed a complicated look.

…

Another two weeks have passed, forty-two days have passed.

The wound on the arm has formed a scar, but the word "night" has become particularly beautiful.

Su Moying felt that in her entire life, she had never written such beautiful handwriting.

"There are still seven days left!" Su Moying looked at her arms and muttered to herself. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, indicating the expectation of victory.

The snow was still suspended above her head. This time, the expression on his face was more serious than before. He looked at her quietly for a long time, then sighed long and said to himself: "Look

Come on, I finally have to pay for my actions! I hope you can be happy!"

From then on, Xue's body became a little more transparent every day. Until the seventh day, which was the forty-ninth day after the night incident, his body was as thin as fog.

Su Moying got up early, dressed herself up, and prepared to go to the bridal shop to meet Ye Yinchen.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to go out, Xue appeared and stopped at her door: "Congratulations, you succeeded."
Chapter completed!