The festive atmosphere of Christmas spreads from the city center to the surroundings, and two shadows stand side by side in the quiet snow.

Ji Xiao didn't call the driver, and walked out of the police station with Wei Qingyu slowly, walking towards home in silence.

After walking for a while, the two of them came to the bridge that they usually pass by after school.

Wei Qingyu looked at the unfrozen river, the neon lights on one side reflected on the river surface, just like last Christmas.

Only this time, on the way home, she and Ji Xiao were the only ones left.

Wei Qingyu said thoughtfully: "Since school started this year, we haven't walked home like this for a long time."

Ji Xiao fumbled his pockets and gave a soft "hmm".

She looked at the stall with Christmas light balls hanging not far away, and suddenly realized that it had been almost four months.

"But I still feel that it was yesterday that I went home with you, and we all went back together, and that's the way we went." Wei Qingyu said again.

Ji Xiao couldn't help but be reminded of some beautiful but cruel memories of the past.

She frowned and said, "You know what I don't want to think about."

Wei Qingyu didn't keep silent, as if she was ready for a long time, she said to Ji Xiao: "But there are some things you have to face."

Ji Xiao knew what Wei Qingyu was referring to, and replied calmly: "I have been facing it all the time."

"really?"

Wei Qingyu raised her head to look at Ji Xiao as she spoke, Qi Qi's incident had a great impact on each of them, Wei Qingyu still doesn't know what Ji Xiao went through at that time, but the only thing she can be sure of is— — "Ji Xiao, you are not facing it, but trapped by the shadow of death."

Hearing this, Ji Xiao frowned even deeper.

The cold wind messed with her long hair, she pulled the corner of her lower lip, and looked at Wei Qingyu helplessly, "I'm trapped? Wei Qingyu, you don't even know what happened..."

"I want to know, but you didn't tell me at all." Wei Qingyu spoke calmly, accusing Ji Xiao of being cruel to her like a narrative.

The winter wind blew across the river, wrinkling the neon phantom inside.

The question once again returned to the answer that Wei Qingyu wanted to find out that day.

Ji Xiao looked down at Wei Qingyu slightly, as if he was playing with the demon in his heart.

The world seemed to have predicted her imminent move in advance, poking her heart like a reminder.

Silence condensed in the small space of the two, and the pain in the girl's heart became more and more obvious.

After a while, Ji Xiao's lips twitched.

Perhaps it was Wei Qingyu who extended a helping hand to her in the alley just now and touched her numb heartstrings. Alpha's natural reluctance to surrender made her not bow to fate this time: "Fate, Qi Qi's death taught me what It's destiny. Life and death are destiny, and everything is definite."

I don't know if it was because of the cold wind blowing by, but the girl's voice was a little lower than in the police station just now.

Ji Xiao's words sounded illusory and unrealistic, but Wei Qingyu calmly believed it as if he had already guessed it.

Now that she has ruled out all human factors that may cause external interference to Ji Xiao, the only one who can make Ji Xiao choose to stay away from her is herself.

Back then, Ji Xiao had so much hope that Qi Qi would survive, how easy it was to fall into a dead end when facing Qi Qi's death.

Just like when my parents passed away, I also blamed myself and felt so guilty that I couldn't extricate myself.

Wei Qingyu looked at the river on one side, and said softly: "Ji Xiao, if it's what you said, everything in the world has a definite number, and we can't change anything. Cruelty is second, don't you think this is too hopeless Is it? Are we trying to spend our whole life in vain? "

Wei Qingyu's question made Ji Xiaoben's heartbeat stop in pain.

She leaned on the railing in front of her, looking at the calm river, the emotions that had sunk to the bottom gradually surged up.

Yes, how could it be useless...

"Even if life and death are fixed, we can't change them, but apart from life and death, even if your hands and feet are shackled by fate, you can still change it. Maybe you think you haven't changed anything, but in fact there are many things you haven't noticed. , you have changed."

As she said that, Wei Qingyu clenched her palm slightly with her hand in her pocket.

She looked at the girl beside her who was deep in thought, and mentioned Qi Qi again in a cautious tone: "With the help of you and me, Qi Qi still had the strength to go to the water park with us in the end, and even outrun those little bastards." , instead of convulsing, hideous, and unable to even pretend to be on the hospital bed like other people with congenital gland diseases. Help her put on makeup. If we didn't take the initiative to help her at that time, how embarrassed she would be and how unwilling she should leave, have you ever thought about it?"

The night wind blew past, wrinkled the river surface in Ji Xiao's sight, and even made her eyes twinkle.

At that time, she was only blindly pursuing the result, and was stunned by the blow of failure. She never thought more carefully and deeply in accordance with Wei Qingyu's thinking.

Perhaps, live long, live short, the end of all people is a death.

Sometimes, the ending isn't all that important.Life is not just the ending, the process is actually more important than the ending.

The world cruelly set a final date for everyone, with a general framework.

No one can change the speed at which Death's scythe swings down, but they can change the fragile frame that has not yet been built.

Ji Xiao looked at the girl next to her who knew nothing about the future she knew, even in the past few months when she hadn't intervened, the relationship between Jin Nanfeng and Wei Qingyu was always zero.They don't seem to have any punishment either.

Could it be that even the world favors the heroine, and is reluctant to bear a little punishment for her.

Ji Xiao looked at the sparkling river surface, where fantasy and reality intertwined, pushed her and asked, "What about you... If you knew that changing these things would cost you, would you still do it?"

When Wei Qingyu heard Ji Xiao's question, she smiled slightly at her.

Perhaps because she has experienced parting from life and death long ago, she has long taken these things lightly.

"What price can I pay? Since I choose to do it, of course there are things that are more precious than the price I paid and are worth protecting. Then there is nothing wrong with paying a little price."

"Even life?" Ji Xiao asked.

Wei Qingyu nodded, "Even life."

Her tone was cold and firm enough to make anyone want to.

Ji Xiao listened to the faint pain in his heart that was gradually fading, and nodded: "I see."

In the winter when the year was coming to an end, Wei Qingyu helped her pull out from the quagmire of the dead end.

Ji Xiao held the candy in her pocket, although her heart was still shrouded in a bit of inferiority complex and melancholy, but she wanted to give her some more time to go back and reorganize her thoughts.

Then, reload and go.

"Since you answered my question, I will also answer your question."

Wei Qingyu's voice rang from Ji Xiao's ear, interrupting her thoughts.

She gently held the candy in her pocket that she had been reluctant to eat.

She borrowed some of the courage Ji Xiao bestowed on her, and said calmly: "I liked you when I was a child, it was just the cherishment and nostalgia among friends. But I really like you, and I have the feeling of Oga and Alpha for you. This kind of love happened a year ago."

"Xiaoxue in 2735."

Satan taught girls to be jealous.

And Ji Xiao taught her to love.

The sky began to snow, and the dots of white flakes fell in the center of the two people's sights.

The two heartbeats that were also beating in the same heart finally beat together again after four months.

Ji Xiao looked at Wei Qingyu's side face, even if she thought about it many years later, she still thought that night was the most beautiful.

Thousands of stars dotted the dark night, and the Christmas streets with people coming and going were also blurred.

Wei Qingyu raised her head and looked at herself, her long black hair was picked up by the wind and brushed her shoulders, leaving behind a precious scent of mint.

Even after controlling it for so long.

She will still be moved by her heart.

"You two classmates, it's almost midnight, don't you want to buy an apple for each other?"

At this time, a passing apple vendor shouted to the two people who had been standing by the bridge for a long time, wearing a military green military uniform.

Wei Qingyu followed the voice of the vendor, and the clock on the clock tower not far away showed that Christmas Eve would be celebrated in less than a minute.

She thought that the apples she kept at home couldn't keep up, so she turned around and went to the stall to pick the most beautiful one for Ji Xiao.

"Merry Christmas, Ji Xiao." Wei Qingyu said, and put the apple in Ji Xiao's hand.

The beautiful crimson apple was stuffed into the hands of Ji Xiao who was still a little out of the situation. She looked at the apple, but Wei Qingyu's cold smile was all in her eyes.

Frost and snow were flying, but Ji Xiao felt that the hole in his heart that had collapsed infinitely was just being filled by this apple.

She felt Wei Qingyu's fleeting warmth remaining on the cool apples, and glanced sideways at the sparse apples on the stall.

The zero o'clock bell rang in the snowy night, and Ji Xiao handed an apple from the stall to Wei Qingyu with one hand.

"Merry Christmas, Wei Qingyu."

The early morning in winter is much quieter than other times. The melted snow falls from the bent pines and cypresses, shaking off the whiteness of the ground.

Aunt Wu was standing in the kitchen tidying up the stalls with a smile in her eyes.

The new maid at the side looked at Aunt Wu in confusion, "Aunt Wu, why are you in such a good mood recently? Is your son going to marry a wife?"

"Go, little child, what nonsense are you talking about?" Aunt Wu pinched the little maid's face with a grin, and motioned her to look at the dining area, "I'm happy for this."

The faint morning light shines through the long floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the golden room, and it looks extraordinarily bright under the catering of the lights.

Ji Xiao is sitting at the dining table with Wei Qingyu, chatting casually, just like in the past.

"Miss is so strange, why are you so nice to Miss Wei all of a sudden?" The little maid came here in the second half of the year, and she was used to Ji Xiao's cold face, but now she felt that Ji Xiao was abnormal.

Aunt Wu shook her head: "You came late, I don't know. Our lady has such a temper. She always keeps many things in her heart, and she will be fine when she understands it. That is to say, Miss Wei is patient with our lady. Others can't take it anymore."

The little maid nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly became excited when she saw the scene of Ji Xiao and Wei Qingyu walking side by side towards the entrance, "Then the two of them are...!!!"

"Oh, you child." Aunt Wu looked at the little maid who was throwing the foam from the dish towel all over the place with a particularly disgusting look.

"Ah chirp!"

At this moment, Ji Xiao, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, sneezed.

Wei Qingyu, who got into the driver's car, stopped closing the door and reminded: "Zip up."

Ji Xiao rubbed her nose, and only tucked her open down jacket, "Okay, I'm fine, the library will open now."

Wei Qingyu glanced at Ji Xiao again, said nothing, and closed the car door with a faint "um".

The car quickly started and drove away from the yard. Ji Xiao stood at the door with her down jacket tucked in until the black Mercedes disappeared from her sight.

The entire villa area was quiet, Feng Zhi also crouched on the ground.

Ji Xiao's eyes were fixed on the point where the car disappeared in the distance, his eyes were like torches.

Maybe what Wei Qingyu said is right, life and death are fixed, but the story can be changed.

At this moment, an indigo Lamborghini passed Ji Xiao's sight like lightning.

Ji Qingyun got out of the car with a serious expression: "Xiaoxiao, Dad has something to talk to you about."

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