White Mirror Evening

"It's snowing in my city, but it's also snowing outside the city."

Walking along with Xue Dai, in the silence all the way, it was rare for me to start a conversation.

The fine snow fell, very much like the Qionghua drifting in the wind in the Undead City.The west wind blew, and the pedestrians in the streets and alleys gradually decreased.On a snowy day like this, it is most suitable to hold a pot of warm dimples and lie beside the charcoal fire. Well, it would be even better if someone can play a game of chess with me, but my chess skills don't seem to be very good.Then let's enjoy the snow. It's a good pastime for someone to drink with me and enjoy the snow.

I was thinking about the pastimes in my free time, but a paper umbrella covered my head. These days, the person who always accompanied me silently wiped the small snowflakes from my shoulders: "It seems that the snow will not melt when it falls on you."

"It's snowing so lightly that you don't need an umbrella." I yawned. The cold weather always made me feel lazy. I looked at the snowflakes on my clothes and said with a smile, "Because it's the same as snowflakes. It’s cold, so I’m not afraid of the cold.”

The young man held my hand and sighed: "Yes, it's not warm."

My hands are not big, but my fingers are slender.After all, it is also a man's hand, with distinct joints, not as soft as a woman's, but why does he always like to hold my hand, and he always wants to keep it warm.

Weird guy.

Seeing his gentle expression, I couldn't help but want to bully him.

So I took my hand out of his warm palm and put on a serious look: "Actually, I am a snake, white and so big."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms and gestured: "The fangs are about this long."

Seeing that he didn't respond, I was a little bit unwilling, so I said: "I turned into a prototype and killed people before."

Childish behavior, I just want him to see clearly, I want him to understand - I am not the good, harmless and lonely city lord in his heart.I'm a monster, and I've never been innocent and kind.

He treats me well, just like Xue Dai thousands of years ago, what he likes is just a beautiful appearance, if he doesn't have this, would he like it?If you think about it more tolerantly, what he likes is Bai Jingwan in his imagination. He doesn't understand me, but he wants to be a good person, caring and considerate in everything. When he understands everything about me in the future, the gap between imagination and reality will sooner or later force him to get away.

Just like Xue Dai in the past.

I don't want to be talking and laughing with people one day, and be treated as a scourge the next day, and flee with all my heart.If it's the last parting, it's better to have never had a beginning before.

I don't want that stupid kindness that makes no sense.Whether it is Xue Dai in the past or the young man in front of him.

I used to have nothing, so I had to desperately grab the last straw, but now I have an undead city, and I have the power that I wanted so much but couldn't ask for. These things will not be taken away by others.Only those erratic feelings can't be snatched by others, they are inherently unreliable.

Only when you have nothing at that time will you cling to those unreliable things.

"You're a snake, so what's the matter? I've heard people say that white snakes are very spiritual, and the one you gestured just now isn't that huge. It's just a small snake. There's nothing scary about it."

He still looks ignorant and fearless, and I feel a little frustrated for no reason.

"I said, I am a poisonous snake, a monster."

The young man still had a warm smile in his eyes, as if he was really fearless: "What's the matter if you are a monster, I am not afraid of you, I know you are Bai Jingwan, a guy with a childish temper." He pointed the umbrella towards me. Moved a little, "In my heart, you are good. Even if you tell me about the past, I still can't fully understand it. Jingwan, the reason why the story is called a story is because it never comes back, it is an old thing from the past. , old things, why can’t we put them down.”

A few words made it impossible for me to continue talking.

Why does he control my thoughts.

I stretched out my hand in front of him and activated the magic formula, and silver scales gradually appeared on the smooth back of my hand, fine and dense, glowing faintly in the daytime.Then it was the mouth, I smiled at him, showing my sharp fangs.

You will be afraid, you will push me away and run away.

I kept that smile, unexpectedly, and didn't see the fear in his eyes.

A look of pure goodwill cannot deceive anyone, there is not even a trace of disgust in it.

He looked at the back of my hand: "It's not white, it's silver, it looks better than white." Then he looked inquiringly, "But what does it feel like to be covered with beautiful scales? Do you feel uncomfortable? .”

I don't know whether to call him dull or exciting.

Heartbroken?

I shook my head and waved away this unreliable thought. When all the cold scales on the back of my hand disappeared, I changed the subject unnaturally: "After shopping for so long, we should have enough shopping. After watching the snow and drinking wine, let's go Do business."

"drink wine?"

"Don't you think it's especially suitable to drink a pot of warm wine on a snowy day?" I thought for a moment, and then added, "By the way, enjoy the plum blossoms and play chess or something."

The young man shook his head and said, "Actually, it's better not to go out easily when it's snowing. It's easy to catch wind and cold when enjoying the snow."

Sinister guy.

I didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, so I walked forward.

Two people followed silently behind him.

There is no need to use any spells, just turned a corner, turned around a little, and saw two figures, one red and one blue, following behind them thinking they were clever, and there was no sound from their feet when they moved.

"Jingwan, how did you pass the time when I didn't see you before?"

I walked slowly under the umbrella with him, and I didn't bother to look back at the two people who looked like heads and tails. Those two people didn't pose any threat to me, so let them follow if you want to follow.Perhaps it was because of seeing the falling snow that my mood became brighter, and I replied, "Then guess how I got through it."

The young man was silent for a moment, closed his eyes, and looked like he was thinking carefully.He seemed to have thought of something, and he knew it in his chest: "It's as cold as winter in the Immortal City, you must be napping next to the charcoal fire, drinking, watching the snow, admiring the plum blossoms, and maybe even painting and composing poems."

"I can't paint."

After saying that, I stepped into a wine shop with a deserted business, and sat down in a bright place.

The two tails that were chasing after them also came in, pretending to sit naturally at a table next to them. I raised my eyes and met their eyes.

They have all come to this place, so we should talk about the purpose.

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