Feng Miaolian covered her horse's back and buried her head and face in a burst of darkness. A faint voice in her heart became louder and louder, becoming more and more arrogant: No, I am powerless to continue walking. I don't want to leave anymore,

I am already too tired from walking in my life; just sleep here and lie down. The snow is so soft, like the warm cotton wool covered with layers of down...

She softened her body and fell off the horse's back lightly.

I fell into the thick snow and felt a warmth immediately, like a stove lit in winter, like a hot kang burned in the north, and even the snowflakes flying into my mouth were like a cup of warmth.

Get the right wine...

A small red mud stove, don’t you want to drink a cup?

In a trance, it was the winter in Beiwudang. The childhood sweethearts sat around the side hall of Cining Palace. The tea was hot, the fresh pastries were cooked in three or two, and the strong fragrance radiated by the dried apple stewed with deer meat...

"Miaolian, it's your turn, how can you go this step?"

"Miaolian, you are not allowed to cheat, you will regret falling into the game..."

"Miaolian, is this the flower I gave you. Is it beautiful?"

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She closed her eyes calmly and felt that life was so beautiful, the world, the world, the friends, the lover... It was like there had never been a break, never betrayal, never competing for favor, never being lost, never neglected or despair... That

What a wonderful time, a girl’s most brilliant years...

With a "swoosh", something jumped past. However, it stopped soon and looked at the strange thing lying on the ground with curious eyes.

Its paws pulled and stretched toward the fluffy fur that had not been covered with snow, soft and full of novelty. Then, it stretched out its paws and fiddled on the man's cold face.

Perhaps, it is just a one-year-old squirrel. It has never been so close to humans in its life. Its dreams include the snow-whiteness in winter, the pine nuts in autumn, the greenness in spring, and the flowers in midsummer... But humans, they

It looks so wonderful, with a slight heat in my chest, long eyelashes, pale cheeks...

Its claws stretched out again, turning her eyelids open, as if to see clearly whether this wonderful human has big smart eyes like her.

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PS: The new book has been written for 100,000 words, because I was afraid of interruption during the Chinese New Year, so I didn’t publish it. Don’t worry, it will be published after the Chinese New Year. The new book will not be written so long. My expectation is about 500,000 words per book, and I will write more.
Chapter completed!