Frost Snow Gu Chunchuang

Seeing him shaking his head, he thought that Boss Su hadn't come back yet, Master Wei must have gone crazy first.

However, gathering mountain spirits that can transform is like accumulating grains of fine sand. I don't know that it will take until the year of the monkey.Wei Zhenghang didn't think about food and tea, and guarded Dongzhu day after day, spring went to summer in Sanjie Mountain, and then it rained into autumn, and then it was deep winter.

It was a rare snowfall on New Year's Eve this year, and Ah Yue finally couldn't bear to tie him from the Three Realms Mountain to the West Street of Jiangzhou City.

This day the demon market was closed, and all the demons gathered happily together. The monkey spirit led the little demon to light a firecracker. A big flower.

Wei Zhenghang was sitting in front of the table, Boss Zhu brought a large bowl of pork knuckles, someone brought dessert, someone gave him a taste of steamed fish, flower cakes were arranged into cake towers, and all kinds of strange gadgets were pushed towards him, Wei Zhenghang looked at the hills piled up in front of him in an instant, as if following the offering.

It was almost time to light three more sticks of incense and kowtow to kneel down.

This meal lasted until midnight, Ah Yue went to watch the New Year with a few little demons, and Zhao Liu was going to patrol the streets. When he heard his name, he immediately woke up and covered his mouth, looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Wei Zhenghang pretended not to hear, and lowered his head to pick up the peanuts on the plate.

The peanuts were round and round, and the chopsticks didn't listen to them. The harder he tried, the farther he rolled.

It's always a bit similar to something.

Wei Zhenghang sighed, seeing that all the monsters were drunk and fell down, he got up and went back alone.

There is no one along the way, and every household lights up the lights all night to watch the new year. Through the thin windows, you can see the elongated silhouette.Women are short-tempered among parents, men talk happily about wine, and children fall asleep after being tired from playing, only to be awakened by the firecrackers in the next door.

The sharp-edged snowflakes fell on his shoulders and head layer by layer. Wei Zhenghang didn't bother to use his power to cover it, so he walked back with the heavy snow all the way. The road was completely white, as if the world had changed.

The snow on the Three Realms Mountains was heavier, and there were few people walking around during the New Year. There were only his footprints left on this road, leaving a row of lonely ones.

When he walked back to the thatched yard, he was already covered in snow, and the snowflakes stuck to his clothes, and then turned into water and seeped in, his shoulders were wet, and his chest was also wet and sad.

Wei Zhenghang patted the snow on his body, thinking that if Su Gu was around, his white clothes would melt into the snow.

I also thought, if I walked through the heavy snow at the end of the year with Su Gu, wouldn't it be like a mortal's lifetime of white hair?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He pushed open the door of the thatched yard and found a row of footprints in the yard covered with thick snow.

Wei Zhenghang immediately froze in place, as if struck by lightning, his chest was pounding like a drum, and it became difficult to breathe.

His fingertips trembled so badly that every pore in his body felt like he was walking on thin ice. He felt sour in his eyes, but he was reluctant to blink, for fear that the footprints would disappear in the next moment, and the tide-like thoughts in his heart would also disappear.

He tremblingly pushed open the door. There was a weak lamp burning in the room, and his white clothes fell into his eyes like heavy snow.

It was as if he had waited for thousands of years, until he could no longer distinguish between reality and dream, the figure fell into his eyes lightly like a gust of wind that could not be grasped.

Wei Zhenghang opened his mouth, his chest was filled with thousands of words, but he couldn't say a single word.

The return of the old man is a prophecy.

All the entangled longing and the loneliness in the middle of the night, in this vast snow, turned into the white in front of my eyes.

Su Gu...

Before he could make a sound, the person in the room turned around and looked at him with picturesque eyes, like a banished fairy walking out of a painting.

Su Gu looked at him, there seemed to be no change on his face, and he said abruptly, "Who are you?"

Wei Zhenghang's smile froze on his face, remembering to hold back a tear before it came, and fell to the ground with a "patta", smearing a small piece of dark color.

"me……"

The beating heart was slowly tightening, as if being firmly grasped by an invisible hand, and finally the sound became smaller and smaller, like a gnat.

"I am Feng Ji..."

"Feng Ji?" Su Gu frowned slightly, "What does Feng Jiyue mean?"

Wei Zhenghang's cheeks paled, all the hot blood just now turned into ice picks, and his chest hurt.

"Why...how did this happen..." He lost his eyes and murmured, "You don't remember me?"

Su Gu still had that incomprehensible expression, Wei Zhenghang's heart was completely cold, and seeing him standing in front of him with full beard and tail, he suddenly felt relieved.

This is the person at the top of his heart. He has been waiting for this moment for too long. It has been so long that he has gone through several seasons in the Three Realms Mountain, and he doesn't even remember it.

"That...it's okay if you don't remember." He felt his eyes turn sore, and a stiff smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You...you'll be fine when you come back."

Su Gu looked at the thatched courtyard, but there was no emotion on his face.

Wei Zhenghang thought that he had lived like a walking corpse these years, and Ah Yue was not a delicate girl, which caused the yard to be dilapidated, making it look even more shabby at this moment.

Seeing that Su Gu's face was getting colder and stranger, he couldn't help saying pitifully: "You... If you don't like this place, we can go to West Street, the shop is still reserved..."

"Us?" Su Gu looked at him and repeated.

"Ah..." Wei Zhenghang opened his mouth and said sadly, "Or you can go back by yourself..."

He paused, his voice tightened, his nose sore.

"But, can you let me see you from time to time..."

Wei Zhenghang lowered his head and clenched his fingers, thinking, it's okay, as long as he comes back.

It's good that he comes back...

Su Gu pushed the door and walked outside, Wei Zhenghang eagerly followed, followed a few steps and then froze in place, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

Su Gu looked back at him suddenly and asked, "Who are you to me?"

"Ah...I..." Wei Zhenghang opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

What to say?

If Su Gu didn't remember him, and a strange man called him his lover, he might be scared away.

He pinched his knuckles white, tears streaming down his face in anxiety.

Seeing him crying, Su Gu couldn't help it anymore, pulled him into his arms, put his face against his ear, and said softly: "You are my beloved, why can't you say it?"

"Ah?" Wei Zhenghang raised his head tearfully, and saw a familiar smile on the corner of Su Gu's mouth, and those eyes were not unfamiliar at all, always looking at him with stars hidden.

Wei Zhenghang finally couldn't help it, and started crying with a "wow".

The snow-falling Sanjie Mountain was as quiet as another world. The crying pierced through the forest and pines, as if to cry out all the grievances of these years.

"sorry Sorry……"

"I'm not kidding you..."

Su Gu patted his back and said softly.

"You... woo..." Wei Zhenghang held Su Gu's front tightly, and said intermittently, "You haven't forgotten..."

"How can I be willing to forget..." Su Gu gently kissed the tears on his face.

He put his forehead against Wei Zhenghang and sighed softly: "Feng Ji, I miss you so much..."

Snow is falling from the eaves, firecrackers are being heard at the foot of the mountain, and the Jiangzhou city in the distance is lit with dots of lights. Those returning home on New Year's Eve finally found a glimmer of light.

Wei Zhenghang no longer remembers how he got into the house, he was half dragged and half hugged by Su Gu and put on the bed, and he doesn't remember how his clothes faded off at all.I just remember that he called Su Gu's name all night, crying and calling, thousands of times.Su Gu patiently agrees every time, the oriental bead nourishes people, and Su Gu's skin sticks to him, bringing a warm breath.

The lingering lingering death was like an unspeakable erotic dream, which made him drunk and dreamed to death once.

On the second day, he was awakened by the birds outside the window, and the heat in his heart had already faded by half. He wanted to open his eyelids, but he tried his best not to move.

What if it's all just a dream...

What if you wake up and the pillow is actually empty...

just in case……

Thinking of this, someone pulled up his hand, put it on a warm lips and kissed it.Wei Zhenghang opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw Su Gu's smiling face.

He lowered his head and kissed Wei Zhenghang's forehead, and instantly saw through what he was thinking.Su Gu felt suffocated in his heart, he finally knew what it meant to love and worry.

Su Gu held him in his chest, and said softly: "I will never leave again, don't worry."

Wei Zhenghang muffled a reply, but his hands gripped even tighter.The heavy snow had stopped outside the window, and the sun shone in and fell on Su Gu's side face.

Those sad days when the sky was dark and the cold nights when we walked alone seemed to have really passed.

He and Su Gu really complied with the phrase "We meet in front of the mountain and we meet behind the mountain".

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The last chapter is left~

This is a story I've been wanting to write for years.

It's been a rough time this year and writing this story has been very healing and a little escape from reality

I wrote short stories many years ago. This is the first time I have written a full-length novel. There are many shortcomings. Neither the narrative structure nor the character design is new. I also hope to create a grand world view by myself, but later After thinking about it, to write a story you have to be happy first, then you can please others, isn’t it?

Although the data is very bleak, thank you for your company~

I don’t know if there will be time to open new pits in the future, just like this story, I hope that people who have met before can meet again~

55. Frost Snow Gu Chunchuang

In the second month after Su Gu came back, the coffin shop on West Street opened its doors.

All the shops on West Street came to celebrate, and there was a long line of people bringing tea and presents, but it was Ah Yue who came out of it.

Ah Yue was dressed in white and black, with a jasper girdle around her waist, and her hair was high.