The classical building complexes of the Edo period were arranged in an orderly manner. Yang Chen looked for the figure and walked through two narrow alleys. In front of him was a garden surrounded by walls.
Because it is winter, most of the plants and trees have withered, and the red and yellow leaves withered on the tiles and stone slabs that have experienced the vicissitudes of time, and some branches are exposed on the mottled courtyard wall.
Several pine trees with long-lasting and wide and round heads are evergreen in the courtyard. The meticulous pruning makes them look the only green and green in winter.
There are no other tourists on the bluestone path in front of the courtyard, but I don’t know if it is a non-scenic area or if there is no one here.
What made Yang Chen feel excited was that he didn’t lose his companion this time!
I saw the figure with the water-blue skirt, pushed open a wooden door in the courtyard, and walked in quietly.
Yang Chen followed closely to the door. The iron bars on this wooden door, which was unknown for many years, were already rusty, but the thick texture and the dark wood made people feel the solemnity of an ancient aristocratic house.
When he realized that the person he wanted to meet might be inside, close to him, Yang Chen suddenly hesitated.
His steps stopped at the door, and Yang Chen clenched his hands into fists, took a deep breath before slowly pushing open the door.
As we see, there is an artificial rockery in the courtyard and gurgling water. The flowing water should not be frozen all year round and flow into a small pond.
Around the pond are dense but long-pruned plants, nestled around ancient houses.
The beautiful but atmospheric design can feel the majesty of the ancient shogun in the quiet.
But all this seemed to be in Yang Chen's eyes, because Yang Chen's eyes had already locked in the walkway in front of the mansion directly opposite him from the entrance.
The corners of the skirt are flying, and a pair of barefoots that are as snowy as looming, graceful as a cold plum, and a black hair blows across the face in the cold wind, as cold as ever.
There was still no slight turmoil in her eyes.
The long-lost face, the long-lost figure, and the long-lost aura made Yang Chen stand in place for a moment, his mind blank.
Immediately afterwards, too many complicated scenes, like the surging sea waves, instantly trapped Yang Chen in the past...
……
In the snow and ice, there are pine and cypresses buried in the snow piles all year round, and the gloomy sky is filled with snow.
The boy in strong suit covered an arm that kept gushing out of Yin Hong's blood and leaned against a towering tree. The snow in front of his heels had been dyed red by the blood.
The boy's lips turned pale and his face turned pale. Only a sinister and sharp aura condensed in his eyes. However, the excessive blood loss and the cold temperature, coupled with the three days of exhaustion and fighting, it was finally difficult to hold on.
In the endless snow forest, you can occasionally hear the howl of snow wolf.
At this time, more than a dozen soldiers wearing snow-colored cloaks and holding heavy guns drove two armored vehicles carrying mountains and crossing the mountains and stopped on a small high slope not far away.
The boy knew that this was one of the enemies who surrounded him and others. The Snow Fox Special Forces secretly trained in Nordics, who fought in the snow forest and snow mountains all year round, are better at fighting in the snowy area than anyone else.
The snow fox jumped off the armored vehicle in an orderly manner, loaded the bullets, and started a carpet-style search in the jungle using a fast but extremely complex running method.
The boy exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and the scarlet in his eyes emerged again.
This was the fifteenth wave of enemies he encountered. All of the fourteen waves of enemies were killed by him alone, but he finally suffered considerable injuries.
After special treatment of the other party's bullet, it is difficult to heal quickly in wounds, and even scabs are extremely difficult. Blood continues to flow out, which also means that physical strength is constantly passing away and vitality is gradually lost...
But, he doesn't want to die yet!
In the boy's sleeve, a cold long blade slid into the palm of his hand, and he had only this weapon left!
Just then, a snow fox soldier who was closest to him not far away suddenly let out a muffled groan!
A sharp weapon cut a hole in the soldier's neck, and blood splattered, slamming into the snow!
Behind him, a slim girl appeared. Her whole body was wrapped in tight snow camouflage clothes, with only her long black hair, which looked so dazzling in the snow!
Without waiting for other snow fox troops to attack the girl, the girl had borrowed the numerous trees around her, surrounded by lightning.
From time to time, the short blade on his hand can always take away a brilliant blood from a soldier's throat, as charming but deadly as the dance of death!
When a small team of snow foxes were all destroyed by the girl, the girl walked to the boy, said nothing, and regardless of the boy's intentions, she pulled the boy's hands over, bent down, and carried the boy's back.
Didn’t he leave? Why did he come back?... The boy was still bleeding from his arms, slowly soaking in the girl’s chest.
The girl ran quickly, but she was not panting, and replied coldly and without emotion: Come back to save you.
This time I am responsible for the rear hiatus, and this is the task, you don’t have to save me.
You saved me in the rain forest and I returned you, the girl said.
The corners of the boy's mouth rose slightly, you asked me to vent, I let you live, that's a transaction.
That's a fair deal, but I still owe you something...
What?
It was you who told me that I could trust others, at least I could trust you...
The girl's voice was very weak, as cold as ever, and in the snow, it was like flying catkins floating in the wind.
……
Midsummer night.
The blocked traffic paths and the noisy lights and wine make every pedestrian seem impetuous.
On the rooftop of a five-story building, the boy had a low-quality tobacco on his mouth and looked at the smoky streets with a blurry look. There were people fighting, urban management was driving hawkers, and people who crashed cars were quarreling. It was all kinds of things, as if it was another world.
The boy had just learned to smoke not long ago, but he soon fell in love with this feeling. The hot gas poured into his lung cavity, allowing him to wake up his brain for a short time and feel his presence.
Suddenly, a ghostly figure fell on the rooftop and slowly walked towards the boy.
The boy turned around and looked at the girl in a water-blue dress with flying black hair. The beautiful face that had already matured was like a lifeless puppet.
Have you seen your mother?The boy asked with a smile.
When he saw it, the girl replied faintly.
Oh, after searching for so long, you finally found it. The young man asked curiously: Did you tell you your real name?Could it be that your real name is also called Seventeen?
There was no emotional fluctuation in Seventeen's water eyes. He looked at the dim sky in the distant room and said: I don't have a name, and I killed her.
who?
The woman who gave birth to me.Seventeen said.
The boy coughed a few times, and Gain was choked by these words and asked in some confusion: You finally found your mother, why did you kill her!?
Shiqi replied quietly: She is a prostitute, and she was doing business when I found her.I asked her who my father was, and she said she received so many customers every day and didn’t remember it.She said that it was because someone liked to spend a lot of money to play with pregnant women, so I was left behind.But she didn't have enough money to spend, so she didn't ask me and threw me on the side of the road, so she didn't name it.
She asked me if I had any money, and I said no, and she asked me to do that kind of business with her. She is old and wants me to make money to support her...
The boy dusted the ashes and was silent for a while. Wouldn't you feel hasty?
It is more appropriate for her to live like this or die. At least you don’t have to worry about money or aging. You should be happier than living... You know, if I kill people, there will be no pain. After Qiqi said that, he turned around and snatched the cigarette butt half burned from the boy’s hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. I tell you, Thirteen, don’t suck such things in front of me. I hate seeing you like this!
After saying that, the girl turned around and left, but the moment she turned around, a trace of crystal fell down.
Seeing the ghostly figure dissipating in the night sky, Thirteen tilted his head and smiled, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
Silly girl, you will hate it, and it is better than having no relationship...
Because it is winter, most of the plants and trees have withered, and the red and yellow leaves withered on the tiles and stone slabs that have experienced the vicissitudes of time, and some branches are exposed on the mottled courtyard wall.
Several pine trees with long-lasting and wide and round heads are evergreen in the courtyard. The meticulous pruning makes them look the only green and green in winter.
There are no other tourists on the bluestone path in front of the courtyard, but I don’t know if it is a non-scenic area or if there is no one here.
What made Yang Chen feel excited was that he didn’t lose his companion this time!
I saw the figure with the water-blue skirt, pushed open a wooden door in the courtyard, and walked in quietly.
Yang Chen followed closely to the door. The iron bars on this wooden door, which was unknown for many years, were already rusty, but the thick texture and the dark wood made people feel the solemnity of an ancient aristocratic house.
When he realized that the person he wanted to meet might be inside, close to him, Yang Chen suddenly hesitated.
His steps stopped at the door, and Yang Chen clenched his hands into fists, took a deep breath before slowly pushing open the door.
As we see, there is an artificial rockery in the courtyard and gurgling water. The flowing water should not be frozen all year round and flow into a small pond.
Around the pond are dense but long-pruned plants, nestled around ancient houses.
The beautiful but atmospheric design can feel the majesty of the ancient shogun in the quiet.
But all this seemed to be in Yang Chen's eyes, because Yang Chen's eyes had already locked in the walkway in front of the mansion directly opposite him from the entrance.
The corners of the skirt are flying, and a pair of barefoots that are as snowy as looming, graceful as a cold plum, and a black hair blows across the face in the cold wind, as cold as ever.
There was still no slight turmoil in her eyes.
The long-lost face, the long-lost figure, and the long-lost aura made Yang Chen stand in place for a moment, his mind blank.
Immediately afterwards, too many complicated scenes, like the surging sea waves, instantly trapped Yang Chen in the past...
……
In the snow and ice, there are pine and cypresses buried in the snow piles all year round, and the gloomy sky is filled with snow.
The boy in strong suit covered an arm that kept gushing out of Yin Hong's blood and leaned against a towering tree. The snow in front of his heels had been dyed red by the blood.
The boy's lips turned pale and his face turned pale. Only a sinister and sharp aura condensed in his eyes. However, the excessive blood loss and the cold temperature, coupled with the three days of exhaustion and fighting, it was finally difficult to hold on.
In the endless snow forest, you can occasionally hear the howl of snow wolf.
At this time, more than a dozen soldiers wearing snow-colored cloaks and holding heavy guns drove two armored vehicles carrying mountains and crossing the mountains and stopped on a small high slope not far away.
The boy knew that this was one of the enemies who surrounded him and others. The Snow Fox Special Forces secretly trained in Nordics, who fought in the snow forest and snow mountains all year round, are better at fighting in the snowy area than anyone else.
The snow fox jumped off the armored vehicle in an orderly manner, loaded the bullets, and started a carpet-style search in the jungle using a fast but extremely complex running method.
The boy exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and the scarlet in his eyes emerged again.
This was the fifteenth wave of enemies he encountered. All of the fourteen waves of enemies were killed by him alone, but he finally suffered considerable injuries.
After special treatment of the other party's bullet, it is difficult to heal quickly in wounds, and even scabs are extremely difficult. Blood continues to flow out, which also means that physical strength is constantly passing away and vitality is gradually lost...
But, he doesn't want to die yet!
In the boy's sleeve, a cold long blade slid into the palm of his hand, and he had only this weapon left!
Just then, a snow fox soldier who was closest to him not far away suddenly let out a muffled groan!
A sharp weapon cut a hole in the soldier's neck, and blood splattered, slamming into the snow!
Behind him, a slim girl appeared. Her whole body was wrapped in tight snow camouflage clothes, with only her long black hair, which looked so dazzling in the snow!
Without waiting for other snow fox troops to attack the girl, the girl had borrowed the numerous trees around her, surrounded by lightning.
From time to time, the short blade on his hand can always take away a brilliant blood from a soldier's throat, as charming but deadly as the dance of death!
When a small team of snow foxes were all destroyed by the girl, the girl walked to the boy, said nothing, and regardless of the boy's intentions, she pulled the boy's hands over, bent down, and carried the boy's back.
Didn’t he leave? Why did he come back?... The boy was still bleeding from his arms, slowly soaking in the girl’s chest.
The girl ran quickly, but she was not panting, and replied coldly and without emotion: Come back to save you.
This time I am responsible for the rear hiatus, and this is the task, you don’t have to save me.
You saved me in the rain forest and I returned you, the girl said.
The corners of the boy's mouth rose slightly, you asked me to vent, I let you live, that's a transaction.
That's a fair deal, but I still owe you something...
What?
It was you who told me that I could trust others, at least I could trust you...
The girl's voice was very weak, as cold as ever, and in the snow, it was like flying catkins floating in the wind.
……
Midsummer night.
The blocked traffic paths and the noisy lights and wine make every pedestrian seem impetuous.
On the rooftop of a five-story building, the boy had a low-quality tobacco on his mouth and looked at the smoky streets with a blurry look. There were people fighting, urban management was driving hawkers, and people who crashed cars were quarreling. It was all kinds of things, as if it was another world.
The boy had just learned to smoke not long ago, but he soon fell in love with this feeling. The hot gas poured into his lung cavity, allowing him to wake up his brain for a short time and feel his presence.
Suddenly, a ghostly figure fell on the rooftop and slowly walked towards the boy.
The boy turned around and looked at the girl in a water-blue dress with flying black hair. The beautiful face that had already matured was like a lifeless puppet.
Have you seen your mother?The boy asked with a smile.
When he saw it, the girl replied faintly.
Oh, after searching for so long, you finally found it. The young man asked curiously: Did you tell you your real name?Could it be that your real name is also called Seventeen?
There was no emotional fluctuation in Seventeen's water eyes. He looked at the dim sky in the distant room and said: I don't have a name, and I killed her.
who?
The woman who gave birth to me.Seventeen said.
The boy coughed a few times, and Gain was choked by these words and asked in some confusion: You finally found your mother, why did you kill her!?
Shiqi replied quietly: She is a prostitute, and she was doing business when I found her.I asked her who my father was, and she said she received so many customers every day and didn’t remember it.She said that it was because someone liked to spend a lot of money to play with pregnant women, so I was left behind.But she didn't have enough money to spend, so she didn't ask me and threw me on the side of the road, so she didn't name it.
She asked me if I had any money, and I said no, and she asked me to do that kind of business with her. She is old and wants me to make money to support her...
The boy dusted the ashes and was silent for a while. Wouldn't you feel hasty?
It is more appropriate for her to live like this or die. At least you don’t have to worry about money or aging. You should be happier than living... You know, if I kill people, there will be no pain. After Qiqi said that, he turned around and snatched the cigarette butt half burned from the boy’s hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. I tell you, Thirteen, don’t suck such things in front of me. I hate seeing you like this!
After saying that, the girl turned around and left, but the moment she turned around, a trace of crystal fell down.
Seeing the ghostly figure dissipating in the night sky, Thirteen tilted his head and smiled, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
Silly girl, you will hate it, and it is better than having no relationship...
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