my son blue

One of the wishes I most want to realize in this life is to be with you, not forever, but at least for the rest of my life.

The goose feather snow fell, covering the body of the person on the ground. At this time, he could no longer see what the other person looked like, but it was a human figure covered in snow.

The world was silent, even the sound of slight breathing disappeared.Quiet, lifeless.

There was no sound, no sound, not even the slightest sound of snowflakes falling to the ground, only the heavy snow that blurred the vision continued to increase, which proved that the person was still alive.

After all, the size of a snowflake represents his emotions.

"Did he give up?" Yang Yi couldn't help rubbing his arms, even looking at the snow field in the water mirror, he felt as if his whole body was in an ice cellar, and his cold blood was about to freeze.

"..."

Fenghuaxueyue turned her head away, said nothing, and closed her eyes.

My king, why do you always think about them in your heart, why don't you think about yourself.

Yuling sat cross-legged in the air, in the pitch-black space, only the oval light mirror in front of him glowed softly, he looked at the scene in the picture, and sighed softly.

People who can live only with goals, don't live for themselves, live for them, once they die, they will have no desire to live, really...

Shaking his head, Yu Ling looked at the darkness above his head.

Should he be said to be cowardly or strong?

The heavy snow was still there, without any signs of weakening, and it filled the whole world, and it was impossible to see where Yang Yang was at the moment.

no sound, no sound...

Yang Yi smiled bitterly, still not giving up, staring at the water mirror, expecting a miracle to happen in the next moment.

As long as he is still alive, there must be a turning point.

"... Bang..." As if confirming his words, the silent snow field made a weak voice.

"... bang bang..."

"This is?" Yang Yi was almost touching the water mirror, his eyeballs were separated by a centimeter, and almost got stained by the water in the water mirror, listening carefully to the movement.

Fenghua Xueyue frowned tightly and approached slightly.

"... bang bang... bang bang..."

This is, the faint sound of a heartbeat.

Yang Yifenghuaxueyue looked at each other, puzzled.

Yu Ling smiled lightly.

There are doors.

After all, he has been with Yang Yang since he was born, and he knows him better than anyone else.

It seems no need to worry.

My mind was blank, I couldn't think of anything, even I forgot who I was.

He opened his empty eyes, looking at the whiteness in front of him.

My whole body was stiff, I couldn't move, it was so cold.

Why is it so cold?

This is because he was afraid of not being able to get out, and he fell down on the snow due to wild thoughts. After some associations, he lost consciousness in despair. After waking up, Yang Yang was thinking about things.

Fear that what you think will come true, and fear that after the death of the person you care about, there will be no reason to live like a collapse of faith, leading to self-enclosure.

I want to die here like this, but in my inner world, I can't die at all, so I blocked all the memories, and after waking up from a coma for a while, I couldn't remember anything.

Why is it so cold?

Yang Yang struggled hard to get up, but he couldn't move a bit.

The body does not seem to be his own, and he cannot control anything except feeling cold.

His eyes were blank, he couldn't see anything else, and when he tried to blink, his eyelids didn't respond.

The cold snowflakes melted in the eyes, flowing out of the eye sockets like tears, and slowly slid down the corners of the eyes into the hair.

I can't even turn my eyeballs, and I can't open my mouth to call for help. What's wrong?

Most importantly, you can't even feel your breathing?

Am I... dead?

But dead, why still conscious?Why do you still think about the question of whether I am dead or not?

What is going on?who I am?where is thisAnyone……

so cold...

"... bang bang..."

The faint heartbeat suddenly rang through my ears.

Yang Yang listened carefully, his stiff fingers trembled slightly, but he didn't notice it.

"Yang Yang, hold the spoon for me." A crunchy child's voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

This is?

With the sound of a child's voice, as if all kinds of things in life flashed before the eyes of a dying person, Yang Yang felt that there were suddenly many memories belonging to him in his head, which he could not do.

Captured carefully, the consciousness followed the child's voice, and saw a little boy with two blacks, about three or four years old, sitting on a small bench beside the tea table, his big eyes were like obsidian, but he was not as lively as his age And innocent, but a little bit, like... In a trance, I saw an adult wearing the skin of a child.

"You're staring at him again in a daze." Another child's voice rang in his ears with a chuckle, Yang Yang turned his head quickly, and saw that Fang Buddha and that little boy were twins, a cute boy who was exactly the same, strangely, this time Bit's eyes are brown.

"Ahahaha, I'm sorry." Uncontrollably, he scratched his cheeks, explained with a smirk, and then handed the small silver spoon in his hand to the two-black boy, "Kurolo, I beg you to let me Don’t look at me with those beautiful big eyes when I’m holding something, okay, I almost couldn’t help but want to pinch it with one hand just now.” A little bun, pretending to be an adult and staring at you, is so fucking cute, poof...

There was also a voice that didn't belong to him in his heart.

This is...my previous life?