Rebirth is evenly matched

The heavy snow gradually stopped, the cave was hidden in the snow, the dead branches fell, and it was very hidden.

But on the nearby branches, there were two red cloths tied, a little covered by the snow, but a little bit of red was still floating in the biting wind.

It is very eye-catching.

Cen Xuan crouched beside the extinguished fire, in a dazed bewilderment, almost lost consciousness, but gradually felt something.

His body gradually became hot, and when he was held up by something, he tilted down in a daze, as if he saw Qin Yin.

"Ayin—"

Under the messy light and shadow, in the chaotic memory, he seemed... really saw Qin Yin.

"Ayin... I'm afraid I'm dreaming!"

He moved his lips, his voice was weak, he muttered and grinned: "I really can't bear it... sleepy... Ah Yin, I can see you again, I..."

"I really like you."

He almost cried, his lips were blue and purple from the cold, his eyelashes were frosty white, his cheekbones were abnormally red, and his tone was trembling, "Ayin... I really like you."

"If... if I can live, I... I won't leave you again..."

"Ayin..."

In the gloom and darkness, Cen Xuan, whose consciousness was on the verge of fading, suddenly fell into a warm embrace. The cold air in his chest began to dissipate slowly. He moved his eyelids a little, and the words he uttered sounded like mosquitoes and flies, so low that he fell into the snow. .

"I love you."

At the critical point of life and death, Cen Xuan finally understood the hopelessness of Qin Yin in the previous life.

If he died on this snow-capped mountain, then all the grievances and entanglements in the past and present life would just be... just like that.

Everything you want to fight for and get will be buried in the dust without a trace.

Before Qin Yin died in the last life, he was alone in the hospital, what would it be like... What kind of situation will it be?

Will he be sad, will he be desperate, will he be discouraged?

Will... miss him?

Only when you are really in it and personally on the scene, can you truly understand the feeling.

Cen Xuan was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes, half closed his eyes, but tears gradually fell from the corners of his eyes.

In the dark, his almost unconscious body was hugged, his whole body was hugged tightly, and a familiar sigh burst out in his ear.

"It's a lot of talk."

Disgusted and distressed.

Cen Xuan shivered, and opened his eyes with all his strength.

No...not a dream!This is not a dream!

No...it's the real Qin Yin.

"Ayin!"

Cen Xuan opened his eyes, fearing that he felt dazzled or on the verge of death, so he could see the person he wanted the most, but while his mind was shaking, he could clearly hear the voice of that person, who was close at hand.

"Ayin!"

There were warm things close to the limbs and chest, Cen Xuan only opened his eyes, let out a few breaths, and coughed violently.

"Why are you here!"

The body temperature gradually returned, and Cen Xuan's consciousness gradually became clear, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"A Yin! This is a snow mountain!"

Even his voice was hoarse, but his expression immediately panicked. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't move because his body couldn't recover softly for a while, "Why did you come here? Ah Yin, what did you put on me?" ?”

so warm!

Qin Yin didn't speak, but with a stern look, he slowly removed all the warm babies that were tied to his body, and piled them on Cen Xuan.

"To shut up!"

The guy was dumb and could babble endlessly. Qin Yin's forehead twitched when he heard it, and he reprimanded him with a cold face.

This man had a lot of prestige, Cen Xuan shivered in fright, immediately shut his mouth, and his eyelids slowly drooped.

A little heavy.

"Don't sleep!"

In the darkness, there was another outright reprimand.

Cen Xuan was startled again, and then he was dazed, feeling a little bit wronged, "But if you don't let me talk, I will be very sleepy..."

His cheeks were also sore from the cold, and when he spoke, his tongue was a little awkward and twisted around. Cen Xuan was also a big talker, when he suddenly saw Qin Yin, the grievance in his heart seemed to have found an introduction, and it spewed out immediately.

"Then keep talking."

Qin Yin took a deep breath, feeling that his ears hurt from being yelled at by this guy. He always talked fast and talked too much, like a hundred flies swaying around.

"Don't sleep, keep talking."

He quickly put the baby warmer on the guy, covered it tightly with a coat, and patted him like a coaxing child, "You can continue talking, you can say anything, as long as you don't sleep."

Cen Xuan was obviously still a little confused, not sure if he was dreaming or real.

It's a bit coquettish and cute.

"Um...really?"

He giggled a few times, wrapped up like a huge silkworm baby, staring hard at the dark night.

"I can't see you clearly, Yin."

His tone sounded pitiful, he sniffed, and shouted in a low voice: "I really... Ah Yin, am I going to die?"

"When you were going to die, were you as sad as I am now?"

"I'm sorry, Ah Yin..."

How could Qin Yin understand what he was muttering, but he couldn't help being funny, this kid is like this, and he is still cursing himself to death.

What a little heartless bastard.

"Did you see clearly?"

Qin Yin leaned over and was very close to Cen Xuan, the two of them almost touched the tip of their noses, very close.

"Oh... um."

Cen Xuan stared at the big round eyes, stared at them with all his strength, and then laughed in a daze, "Then I...well, if I can say anything, can I scold you?"

After thinking about it, I added a sentence: "That's—the kind that you are not allowed to kill me."

Qin Yin snorted softly and patted him, which was his acquiescence.

"Speak!"

This little guy looks at his teeth and claws, but when he said "I love you" just now, Qin Yin's heart ached.

He suppressed the moisture in his eyes, sighed, his cold and purple lips lightly pressed against Cen Xuan's forehead, "I'll let you scold me enough when it's dawn."

Cen Xuan's eyes widened in surprise.

There was a steady stream of warmth coming from his body. He was hugged by Qin Yin and leaned into this man's arms, gradually becoming conscious.

"Qin Yin, you—"

With the recovery of body temperature, he finally regained consciousness from the half-dream and half-awake chaos, and took a deep breath.

"Where did you come from? How did you appear on the snow mountain? I was not dreaming!"

He struggled and looked at the clothes on Qin Yin's body. The two of them changed their coats. Qin Yin's clean and thick clothes replaced the wet and cold clothes on his body, and put some warm things on him body.

"Don't move."

Qin Yin couldn't hold him down a little bit, took a low breath, and his tone weakened, "I have no strength."

Cen Xuan stopped suddenly, and after a while, he almost cried.

"Qin Yin! Are you crazy? Are you crazy! You will die!"