Tears fell wantonly down her cheeks, and the little fox couldn't hold back the sobs after all, but was instantly pulled into a hug.
"Little fox, stop crying!"
The sound of snow seemed to come from the distant sky, soft and faint.
Xiaohu and Xie were talking just now, and this man just listened there quietly, as quiet as the air, as if he disappeared in the wind without noticing.
After listening to Xue's words, Xiaohu's tears flowed even more fiercely. Looking back on it in so many years, this seemed to be the first time that she could not control herself like this, and the pain made her unable to breathe.
The little fox's eye circles were red, and his nose was also red. He was not as strong as usual. His eyes were dim with tears and he looked at a loss. He stared at the snow with wide eyes.
I don't know if it was because she was in a trance, or because of her own delusion, but she always felt like the snow was about to float away. The frightened little fox grabbed Xue's wrist and said, "Snow... snow...!"
He murmured Xue's name, but was relatively speechless, not knowing how to speak.
"Xiaohu, I'm fine, as long as you're happy!"
Xue looked at Xiaohu and stroked Xiaohu's cheek with cold fingers. After all, this girl did not belong to him. In an instant, he felt that the little blade between his neck, which he regarded as a treasure, was tearing his heart apart.
I can't breathe, I want to keep her, I open my mouth, but I don't know what to say, my love is selfish after all, I want to be with this girl, I want to hold her in my arms every moment
In my arms, I won't let go.
But why was he suddenly sentenced to death...
So decisively cutting off his last thought, not even his careful fantasies, she chose Feng Jinrui, that man as proud as Leng Yue...
I felt a rush of energy in my chest, a mouthful of fishy-smelling blood rushed into my throat, and was suppressed violently. My long, white fingers trembled and brushed away the tears on the little fox's face.
Look at this girl, she has never shed a tear in front of others. She is crying now, she really feels sorry for someone.
If love is destined to be hurt, then please allow this girl to be happy...
Even if he is pretending, he still wants to be happy.
The fishy smell in her mouth became heavier and heavier, and Xue felt that she could no longer suppress it, and her stunning face suddenly broke out into a forced smile, "Xiaohu, don't feel sorry or anything, Yu Wuxie and I both hope you can be happy.
, you are happy, so that he and I can find our own happiness! I'm fine, I just want to be alone here, but I always feel that Xie's state is not very good..."
Pretending to be fine, Xue quickly finished this sentence and touched the top of the little fox's hair comfortingly, with absolute doting.
Xiao Hu was still immersed in the sadness of Yu Wuxie's silent tears. It was the most heart-wrenching moment for that kind of evil man, the man who always laughed, to cry silently.
The little fox's head was spinning, and she was still thinking about that face that was forbearing and pretending to be strong, but she didn't notice anything strange about Xue. Her head was confused, her eyes were sore, and her chest felt uncomfortable. Did she do something wrong?
At this time, when Xue said that Xie was in a bad state or something, his heart suddenly tightened. He nodded randomly and said to Xue, "Xue, wait for me here for a while. I'll go back and come back. Let's have a good time."
Let’s talk…!”
Seeing Xue nodding, the little fox turned around and quickly ran towards the place where Xie left.
And at the moment when the little fox turned around, Xue could no longer control the blood surging in the knotted area in her chest, and it spurted out in one gulp. Bloody flowers suddenly bloomed on her white robe, and her body slowly sat down on the grass.
Above, the face was as pale as a ghost, and the peerless elegance all over his body was eclipsed at this moment. The setting sun cast a dark red afterglow on the horizon, and Xue suddenly felt that his life was empty...
"Ahem...!"
The depressed air was held in his chest for a long time and could not be evacuated. His beautiful glazed eyes were covered with a crystal mist. Xue always felt that he might not survive, he really couldn't survive.
The weather is not good. I saw a black cloud drifting from nowhere in the sky where there was a cool breeze and the sunset. It will rain today and this night!
He stood up, staggered, not knowing which direction to walk in. He also wanted to cry, at least to let God know his sadness and see his catharsis, but his eyes were sour, but there was no tear...
What the hell is going on?
Mu Xiaohu, Mu Xiaohu...
As long as she is happy, that's fine. He has always been alone anyway. His father doesn't love his mother, so he should have been the one abandoned...
The First Academy covers a large area. Behind the academy, there is a mountain range. Although there are no scary and dangerous monsters, it is often the best place for children of aristocratic families to test their witchcraft power. It is quiet, hidden, and not easily disturbed by others.
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Xue's eyes were dull, without any sparkle. The bloody flowers blooming on her chest were particularly shocking. She was aimless and walked forward step by step. Somehow, she entered the back of the academy.
In the mountains.
The quiet atmosphere is most suitable for empty people who just want to stay here quietly and lick the bloody wounds.
I don’t know how long I walked, but I finally sat down with my back against a big rock, surrounded by trees and rocks. It was very quiet here!
The band that bound the black hair was loosened at some point, and the black hair was flying wildly in the air, covering the ice-colored lotus eyes that had lost their color. His fingers trembled as he touched his chest. After a long time, he finally removed his hair from his neck.
He pulled out the small silver blade tied with a red thread.
Looking at the silver brilliance emitted by the small blade, Xue smiled slightly, and the tears instantly fell down the white jade cheeks like broken jade beads, with a beauty that was so desperate that it was broken.
The hand suddenly clenched, and then clenched, until the sharp blade cut the palm of the hand, and bright red blood fell drop by drop along the fingers, Xue's hand still did not let go.
If you could die like this, wouldn't you be so tired...
If the palms of my hands could feel a little less painful, my heart would be less desperate...
The night was getting dark... The big raindrops began to fall one by one, but Xue, who was sitting on the stone behind the mountain, didn't notice it at all. The blade in his hand was still held tightly, as if he was holding the fate of his life...
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The rain gradually became heavier, washing away the bloody color of that area...
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Dear friends, the ending will be as happy as possible, please don't worry...