I Qinghuan gl

It was very dark, and the night sky was covered with dark clouds, so dark that the crescent moon and stars could not be seen.

Bianzi sneezed while pushing open the bedroom door, rubbed his nose, gathered his clothes, and squinted his eyes to look outside.

It was suddenly cold, and it really snowed heavily.He was thinking about something in his heart, and he couldn't feel at ease after much deliberation, so he tied up his belt and went to look for it with a lantern.

After searching in Rongku Pavilion for a long time, he finally found the cow cowering in a corner under one roof.

Bianzi sighed, touched Niu's forehead with a smile, and brushed off the velvet snow on it: "It's cold in Beipu, if Master knows that you have nowhere to hide in the snow, my heart will feel bad again."

The cow mooed pitifully, and touched Bianzizhan's arm with its horn.

"Come on, follow me to the shed, don't run around before the snow stops." Bian Zi took two steps forward, trying to lure the cows to the cowshed.But the cow just mooed twice and didn't follow.

"Little bastard, it's rare that I think about you in the middle of the night, and you don't appreciate it. Then just leave it to yourself." Bianzi smiled while pulling up his collar, and was about to turn around and leave.

But the cow suddenly moved, spewed two balls of hot air from its nose, put its hooves down and mooed heavily towards the side.

Bianzi turned around alertly, only to realize that it rushed over suddenly, and the horns were already approaching his face.

The son grabbed the horns on one side in a hurry, but he held the lantern in the other hand, so he couldn't stop the horns on the other side.Seeing the bull's horn reaching his eyes in an instant, he couldn't help gritting his teeth.

But a hand stretched out from nowhere and grabbed the horn in time.The fingers resting on the horns are white and slender, and there is a large bluestone ring on the index finger.

Bianzi took two steps back in a hurry, swallowed, and stared blankly at the woman in black who suddenly appeared next to him.

After a while, he suddenly said: "Qing Huan?"

Qing Huan nodded towards Bianzi: "Senior brother."

Bianzi smiled suddenly, "You're back."

"Aren't you surprised to see me?"

"What's the surprise? You stayed at home and suddenly saw your relatives come back. Are you surprised?" Bianzi said with a smile.

Qing Huan let go of the bull's horns, lowered her head and muttered to herself: "Dear one..."

"I know you miss us, and I miss you too," Bianzi coughed twice to cover up his nasal cavity, and then put on a pure smile: "You...don't call me senior brother , call me brother."

Qing Huan looked at the side, and just said: "...Brother, let's sit next to him."

Bian Zi took advantage of a look of disappointment in his eyes, and he quickly covered it up: "Okay, sit down."

They found a table anywhere and sat down, the snow was still falling heavily, and it was very conspicuous on Qing Huan's black robe.While looking at her, Bian Zi laughed: "Qing Huan, you have grown up, and you are completely different from the Qing Huan you were when you were a child."

"The me now, must become very unbearable." Qing Huan lowered her head.

"No, it's just that you've matured, and finally...an adult." Bianzi couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion when thinking about the tiny years in Rongku Pavilion, "We watched you grow up little by little, and now we are each other. End of the World... Everyone has their own destiny, who can escape."

"Brother..."

"Okay, come back to see us, and stop talking about those unhappy things." Bian Zi deliberately laughed a few times, and casually picked up a topic: "Tell me, did you give the cow to Master? You Knowing that a broken cow, the master simply offered it as a treasure, and it was about to become a spirit. Every day, this is a rebellion."

"...Really?" Qing Huan couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, by the way, do you know what Master named this cow? You will never guess it. Master calls it Huanhuan, hahahahaha..."

Qing Huan shook her head helplessly, looked at the cow that came up to her and bowed her head to her, and raised her hand to stroke the cow's head.

"Master...Junqiao, Senior Sister, are they all okay?"

"It's fine, they're all fine." Bianzi sniffled, "How are you?"

"I...of course I'm fine."

Taking advantage of the sudden slight change in his face, Bian Zi looked behind Qing Huan in a daze, and stammered, "Master...Master?"

Qing Huan immediately turned her head when she heard the words, and fell silent.

Nan Yang stood quietly in the heavy snow, holding a blue and white paper umbrella in his hand.Her eyebrows and eyes are like snow, filled with all the most beautiful light and shade in the world, she is lingling and graceful.The black hair, like splashed ink smudged, flows down smoothly along the shoulders, and it seems that eternal time flows on it, which has not changed through the ages.The thin gauze white dress danced lightly in the cold wind, and perfectly blended with the huge snowflakes in the background into a timeless ink painting. It seemed that no matter what extremely gorgeous words were used to describe such a person, he would look so pale.

There is no fragrance, no lead.

Qing Huan suddenly felt that if she still had a chance to look at her, it would be worth dying immediately.

This is the person she spent most of her life loving.

Nan Yang just glanced at Qing Huan, didn't stop his gaze, walked over expressionlessly, touched the cow's horn lightly: "Go."

The cow mooed lowly, and followed Nan Yang obediently.

Bianzi bumped Qinghuan's arm in a hurry, and gave her a wink to tell her to follow.

Qing Huan stood up at a loss, followed the cow blankly, and didn't know what to say for a moment.She simply didn't say anything, anyway, she followed Nan Yang first.

Nan Yang didn't look sideways, and didn't care whether there was anyone following behind her, she just walked slowly into the cowshed with an umbrella.

Nan Yang put down the umbrella, led the cow over, and put a rope on it.

Qing Huan stood aside, biting her lip, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "...Long time no see."

Nan Yang raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes slid from the snowflakes on her hair to the bluestone ring on her index finger, and replied lightly: "Yes."

"That piece of paper...was it you who wrote it?" Qing Huan randomly picked up a topic.

Nan Yang turned his head to add some fodder to the trough, but still only replied with one word: "Yeah."

Qing Huan couldn't help smiling, and said again: "How are you doing these days?"

"..." Nan Yang didn't return her, but focused on the cow.

"...I'm not as good as a cow?"

Nan Yang still didn't speak, but turned around, looked into the distance, and frowned suddenly.

Qing Huan followed her gaze suspiciously, and saw a short figure running over bouncingly, wearing a cute bun.The little girl smiled very cutely, showing a small canine tooth.

"Xiu'er, what's the matter?" Nan Yang bent down and touched the little girl's face as if no one else was there.

Shaoxiu grabbed Nan Yang's hand and said: "Master, you said to bring the cow back to the shed, but my disciple saw that you hadn't come back for a long time, so I wanted to come to the cowshed to look for you."

Qing Huan's eyes widened, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured all over her body, her voice trembled: "You...you are..."

Shaoxiu saw Qing Huan and greeted her with a smile: "Hi sister, I wonder if my sister is...?"