At night, the snow stopped, and tonight happened to be September 15th, with a bright moon and bright stars.
"Shuihan, let's go out to enjoy the moon." Qinglian took Yi Shuihan's hand and pulled her out before she could say anything.
The two of them went to the last stone and sat to admire the moon. No one said anything, they just sat quietly.
At this moment, the two of them seemed to be in a fairyland, with the stars holding the moon in the night sky and the snowy scenery stretching as far as the eye could see.
Until late at night, the two strolled back to the house to sleep.[
That night, Qinglian wrapped her tightly around her and never let go even in her sleep.
The next day, the weather was beautiful, there was no snow, the sun shone brightly, and scattered on the snow, glowing with golden spots.
"The water is cold, drink water." Qinglian handed the hot water to her and let her take a lot of rare elixirs in the world.
"Qinglian, I have to leave, thank you." She didn't know what to say except thank you.
"...You're welcome, I'm the one thanking you." Qinglian was a little at a loss. He wanted to look at her a few more times, but he didn't dare. This strange feeling not only frightened him, but also made him confused.
"Qinglian, if anything happens to you, come to me."
"No, no, I won't go looking for you. I want to stay here and continue to practice, and you don't want to come looking for me." Qinglian said anxiously. After saying that, his heart suddenly tightened and his face became a little pale.
pale.
"Qinglian, are you okay? You are practicing alone in this ice and snow, what if something happens?" Yi Shuihan was a little worried. Just like last time, if she hadn't found Qinglian in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.
"No, as long as you leave, nothing will happen to me. My telepathy will come back. I really responded to the last calamity. You should leave quickly. You should be able to leave Jueqiong Peak before dark." Qinglian said.
He said, while hurriedly pushing the baggage to Yi Shuihan.
Yi Shuihan was stunned. It turned out that she was the reason why Qinglian couldn't improve her telepathy.
"Be careful on the road. You can go out as soon as you go to the bottom of the mountain. Go quickly." Qinglian urged Cui without looking at her.
"Okay, thank you, Qinglian."
After finishing speaking, Yi Shuihan turned around and left, walked out the door, looked at the sky, breathed a sigh of relief, and went down to the mountain peak.
"Shuihan, wait a minute." Qinglian hurriedly chased after her, holding a shawl in her hand, looking at her, and quickly walked to her.
"Qinglian, what else can you do?" Yi Shuihan smiled.
Qinglian paused, her eyes lingering on her face, as if she wanted to carve her smile into her heart.
"Shuihan, put this on." Qinglian put a shawl on her and tied the belt.
"I'm already warm enough." Yi Shuihan's heart trembled slightly and he smiled as much as he could.
"It will get cold later. Okay, let's go and get down quickly." Qinglian also smiled.[
Yi Shuihan didn't say anything, and turned around decisively to leave. He walked away gracefully, like a lone traveler drifting away, standing proudly in the world without touching a single leaf.
The white back is getting further and further away, almost blending into the sky and the earth. Only a few strands of black hair are scattered from the hat and raised gently.
The smile on Qinglian's face faded, and a painful pain spread in her heart as she watched the white streak disappear into the snow forest.
For a long time, he still couldn't move forward. His feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but they couldn't weigh as much as the weight in his heart.
He slowly opened his palms, and the bright brocade silk lay quietly on his palms, no matter how cold wind blew, it could not be blown away. This was his disaster.
In this vast snow peak, that figure is so thin that it cannot withstand a little bit of wind and snow.