The heroine takes revenge on me, I am a sickly girl, I conquer the country and enjoy happiness

He passed his arm around Lu Ningshuang's legs and gently picked her up sideways. His steps were graceful and there was no sense of shaking.

He kissed her forehead and said lovingly:

"Xiaoguai, you have lost weight again. Did someone bully you? Tell me and I will avenge you!"

There was a sense of hostility in his dark eyes, and finally there was a sense of familiarity.

Revenge, revenge for what?

No trace of Baili Ming's body remains.

Oh, right, Baili Ming...

Is she not in the country now?

Lu Ningshuang sneered, put her arms around Fu Nanjia's neck, and whispered in his ear:

"Why are you here?"

Fu Nanjia looked away for a moment, without giving her a direct answer, but just smiled and told her, "I came here because I missed you. Why, you don't like to see me?"

The invisible force made Lu Ningshuang ignore many unreasonable things, including his legs that had regained movement.

But she couldn't ignore the bone-chilling coldness that penetrated her bright red clothes and reached her palms.

"Fu Nanjia, why are you so cold?"

Lu Ningshuang was so cold that her hair stood on end. She ripped off his clothes without caring about the occasion and stuffed her hands into his chest.

But the clothes seemed to be grown on his body and could not be taken off at all!

Fu Nanjia grabbed her restless hands, wrapped them up through his wide sleeves, and held her in his arms while sitting on the bluestone steps covered with snow.

He leaned forward slightly, and his slender white fingers scratched the tip of the girl's nose affectionately, and said angrily:

"Xiaoguai has become a bad boy and doesn't even call me brother anymore.

My brother feels cold because we have been in the snow for too long. If you don’t believe me, touch yourself!

I'm almost frozen into an ice cube, how can I have the nerve to call you brother? "

"Is that right?"

Lu Ningshuang touched her earlobe in confusion, as if she was touching a lump of snow.

Seeing her dazed look, Fu Nanjia pursed his thin lips into a slight arc, and a laugh vibrated in his throat.

"stupid!"

Fu Nanjia held Lu Ningshuang against his chest, carefully tucked the scattered hair behind her ears, and whispered:

"Little sweetheart, can you stay with your brother for a while?"

The cold snow fluttered down from the sky, and soon the world was left with only blue and white.

She and Fu Nanjia sat on the steps on the mountain. The distant green hills were covered with snow. Birds that should have been extinct were flying through the blank mountains.

A line of poetry came to Lu Ningshuang's mind: "The mountains of Zhongnan are beautiful, with snow piled up like clouds."

Fu Nanjia asked abruptly:

"Xiao Guai, if one day you can no longer call your brother to come and go as you please, will you be angry with your brother?"

His voice sounded a little strange, suddenly hoarse and heavy. Lu Ningshuang was about to look up to see what was wrong with him, but he covered his eyes.

A large number of crabapple flowers floated in the sky, swirling and melting into Fu Nanjia's clothes. The bright red hem melted silently and flowed down the steps.

Blood, blood everywhere.

The dark red, sticky blood dyed the landscape painting-like scene into a hellish color.

The man's pale and charming face twisted and shattered, and a thick darkness spread from behind him who was no longer in human form. Only the purity in his arms remained between heaven and earth.

"You want to escape?"

Lu Ningshuang's thoughts were different from those of ordinary people. Her first reaction was that Fu Nanjia couldn't stand the life of being imprisoned by her and wanted to escape.

captivity……

Correct!

He was locked in a secret room underground, how could he appear here?

Who let him out?

wrong!

Only she has the key!

Feeling the coldness emanating from her, Fu Nanjia smiled. Xiaoguai was still so cute.

If possible, he wanted to be entangled with her for the rest of his life.

How can you bear to escape?

Fu Nanjia felt a little discouraged. The hands that were covering Lu Ningshuang's eyes were pried open by her. Before he could retract his gaze, the bloody and horrible scene of his death was reflected in her deep eyes.

"Don't look! Close your eyes!"

Fu Nanjia was angry and anxious. Although he returned to normal in just one breath, all his changes were clearly seen by the other party.

Fu Nanjia's face was ashen as death, and he muttered:

"It's over, it's over..."

Xiaoguai is an extreme face-obsessed person, he is finished!

Lu Ningshuang turned around and sat sideways on one of Fu Nanjia's thighs, pinching his chin and slowly approaching, frowning her eyebrows in a way that made it impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry:

"you are dead?"

Fu Nanjia closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time before he nodded and told the reason in a straightforward manner.

"When I heard you were dead, I was devastated.

Maybe I was being sentimental. In order to avoid being rescued, I deliberately dropped my wheelchair on the edge of the cliff outside the pavilion on the back mountain, climbed to the higher and more secluded Zizhu Stream and jumped down. "

There is no one else in the world who cares about him except her.

The facts were just as he expected. His death did not cause any ripples, as if he had never existed.

It doesn't matter, he doesn't care about other people's reactions at all.

“I once heard that after a person dies, his soul can travel a thousand miles a day.

I also heard that if you commit suicide wearing red clothes you will turn into a ghost, and you like me wearing that outfit the most. Later, the blood melted into the clothes.

I thought, wherever you go, I’ll find you.”

Lu Ningshuang's mind became clear. She lay on Fu Nanjia's body and pulled his black hair of varying lengths around her fingers.

"Are you so devoted to me? Didn't you hate me very much in the secret room? Tsk, what? The more I torture you, the more you love me, right? You are such a scumbag!"

The attitude is frivolous, cold and heartless.

Who is the evil ghost now?

Hearing her mention the sadomasochism in the secret room, Fu Nanjia curled his lips, carefully hugged her waist to prevent her from falling, and said bitterly to himself:

"Xiaoguai, you have a really bad temper!

You cast a spell on me to make me forget you, and then approached me as a substitute, making me live in the torment of amnesia and betrayal.

It's obviously you, but you say it's not you!

Every word I used to insult you eventually became a thorn that pierced my heart, especially when I heard the news of your death, it directly destroyed me..."

He took a deep breath, suppressed the tears in his eyes, and combed her hair with his fingers with a smile.

“You are a girl who never behaves like a human being. You often make me mad.

Fortunately, I have already gotten rid of my anger while I am alive. Only when I die do I know what is the hardest to let go. Now I just want to be with you."

Lu Ningshuang rubbed his cold neck and asked with interest:

“How did you find me? Why couldn’t you find me before?”

She looked regretful, "Otherwise you would have seen how miserable I am living under someone else's roof, and you might have been very happy."

Fu Nanjia pinched her nose angrily to prevent her from breathing, and then grasped her little hand that was pulling at her belt.

“Perhaps it’s because Qin Junxiang and I share the same blood, and through him, I sensed you.

Humans and ghosts have different paths and will eventually be separated. Even though I wish I could be with you through life and death, I also know that there are some things that cannot be touched nowadays.

"Little darling, I can't give you that. You little rascal, I hope you live a long life."