Fortunately, the king's heart

Zhong Yujun parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and walked quickly to open the door for Xinger, took the cloak in Xinger's hand, and tied the cloak for her after she got off the car, pulling it tightly tightly.The two milky-white short velvet fox fur cloaks were given to her by Zhong Yujun, and they were soft and warm to wear on her body, "just like Zhong Yujun at this time", Xinger thought so, she saw Zhong Yujun's actions in her eyes, and of course she also remembered them. In my heart, there was a natural smile on the corner of my lips.She felt that she was about to melt under these focused and gentle eyes, but the reality forced her to remain rational all the time, but several times of rationality forced her to push away the woman in front of her who could give her all the sense of security, while she entangled the feelings in her heart It made her unable to make a decision.Just like this time, she had already stopped talking, but when Zhong Yujun came to her again, her defense line began to shake, and even collapsed a gap. Reason told her to refuse, but her mouth followed her heart.She knew why she was so entangled, but she forced herself not to think about it, not to touch it.Don't want to, don't touch the feelings that are entangled in my heart?Just kidding yourself.

This is where the cowardice and the ridiculousness of the world lie.The word "feeling" is obviously something that I desperately desire in my heart. When I can't get it, I look at myself and feel sorry for myself, but when I reach out and grab it, I shrink again because of my self-esteem, the so-called relationship, money and status. There are also people who look like Ai Ai for a long time, saying that they are afraid of being hurt and dare not love again.It was as if everyone in the world had stabbed him in the heart.What's more, they think they see through the world of mortals and regard "love" as a vulgar thing, but they still miss the world of mortals.Love is a kind of human instinct, that is, instinct is the most primitive, dare to love and hate, so why worry about what should and should not be, right or wrong.

Of course, Zhong Yujun didn't know that the movements that seemed natural to her would cause ripples in Xinger's heart.She shook off another cloak and was about to put it on, but it was taken by a pair of slender jade hands. She looked at Xinger's cheeks that were slightly red from the cold, and was stunned for a moment. The sudden heartache made her regret taking Xing'er on such a cold day. come out.

Zhong Yujun was half a head taller than Xinger, and he happened to be standing a little higher, so Xinger had to stand on tiptoe and wrap his arms around Zhong Yujun's neck to pull the cloak.How ambiguous is this pose?Xing'er could clearly feel Zhong Yujun's warm breath and the elegant fragrance on his neck, and even the gentle, watery gaze in those night-like black eyes.All these were familiar yet strange, making her cheeks flush and hot uncontrollably, and her heart beating chaotically.So she held her breath and pulled the cloak to fasten the straps as quickly as possible, then took a step back without stopping, pulling away the dangerous but alluring distance, and looked away.

It’s not that Zhong Yujun didn’t notice Xinger’s backing away. She smiled, pulled up her slanted cloak, put on the bag in the car, pointed to a snow-covered gravel path leading to the mountain, and said, “There is still It’s not far away, the car can’t drive up, let’s go up.”

"Ah", Xing'er, who was in a trance, didn't pay attention to Zhong Yujun's speech, but she looked at the path in front of her and immediately understood, "Okay", she said and walked forward.

Zhong Yujun didn't say anything more, walked up the path with long legs, the path was very gentle, so Zhong Yujun was not worried that Xing'er would fall down, she was used to staying in the barracks, and she walked a little faster unconsciously What's more, she was full of worries, and when she found out, Xing'er was actually a dozen steps away from her.It's not that Xing'er is weak, after all, people walk slowly in cheongsam and small leather shoes, how can they compare with Zhong Yujun who wears trousers and military boots.Perhaps it was because of her pride that she didn't want to ask Zhong Yujun to stop and wait for her, so she tried to speed up her pace but she still couldn't keep up with Zhong Yujun.

Zhong Yujun sighed helplessly and walked back, met Xinger, stretched out his hand, and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, Yujun will never abandon you again."

Seeing Zhong Yujun walking back, Xinger wanted to be angry and ignore Zhong Yujun, but she did not expect that Zhong Yujun would extend his hand without making a solemn promise. She looked at Zhong Yujun with serious eyes, and put her left hand on Zhong Yujun to warm him like a ghost. on the palm of your hand.

Zhong Yujun raised the corners of his mouth, gently held Xinger's cold soft body, and warmed it up with his own body temperature.

Touching the coveted temperature, Xing'er almost wanted to withdraw her hand, but in the end she let Zhong Yujun lead her and walked slowly up the mountain.

Unknowingly, the wind became much weaker, and scattered snowflakes fell on the shoulders of the two beauties from time to time, and they did not melt for a long time. Presumably, such beauties are so rare and rare, so they stayed for a few moments longer.On the snow-capped hills outside the city, it was so quiet that apart from the sound of the wind and the small sound of stepping on the snow, you could still hear the beating of two hearts.

The road is so short.At least when Zhong Yujun said it, Xinger thought so in her heart, retracting her mixed thoughts, she raised her eyes and looked around, and made a judgment in her heart: This is indeed a good place to enjoy the snow, Zhong Yujun did not deceive her .

I saw a small four-cornered pavilion on the leeward side of the top of the mountain tens of feet high. The white-headed green pine stands upright.Standing in the pavilion, no matter looking into the distance or looking around, the vision will not be blocked, and the leeward will not be attacked by the cold wind.

Zhong Yujun and Xing'er stood side by side in the pavilion, watching the silver-clad and extraordinarily enchanting world quietly through the swarming snowflakes. At this moment, the two of them are holding hands and their hearts are clear. Even if they can't get along with each other in the future, so what if they can only forget each other in the rivers and lakes?

While Xing'er was intoxicated by such beautiful scenery, Zhong Yujun did not forget the real purpose of her trip.

"Sister, do you still remember what you said more than ten years ago?"

Xing'er turned her head to look at Zhong Yujun, lowered her eyelids, and said softly: "Remember"

Zhong Yujun held Xing'er's hand tightly, and asked again: "Then do you still count on it now?"

In response to Zhong Yujun's voice, Xing'er's heart stopped beating and she nodded. She couldn't think of the reason why Zhong Yujun asked this question, because in her opinion, what she asked was basically possible.But what she has to admit is that deep down in her heart she hoped that a miracle would happen, but as the days approached, Zhong Yujun did nothing, even when she was sick, she didn't even come to see her. Hope is gone.Although today is the last day of the deadline, it is completely impossible, isn't it?She just wanted to enjoy the snow scene and try to remember every detail of the last day she spent with Zhong Yujun.People who have no memories are the saddest, since they are destined to miss each other, then remember each other.

"Well, close your eyes and open them when I call you. Don't ask why, you will understand." Zhong Yujun looked serious.

Xing'er's mind has not yet turned the corner, out of trust in Zhong Yujun, she obediently closed her eyes, her heart beat a lot faster, she held hands that lost the warmth of Zhong Yujun's palm, and waited, she didn't know what she was waiting for , perhaps a miracle.

Zhong Yujun lifted the bag next to it, and a little snowflakes fell on it. He opened it and grabbed the contents, lifted it vigorously, and said at the same time: "Sister, can this red snow prove my fate to you?"

Xing'er opened her eyes almost the moment Zhong Yujun spoke, she couldn't wait to see if there would be a miracle, and the miracle was right in front of her eyes.

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