Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

"This actually happened a long time ago, probably... a few months ago."

"...?"

"A letter from 'that place' to you, but it was not delivered to you, but I received it."

"..."

"It's a notice, it's about the third young master of that place, that is, your third lady..."

"Because of falling off a cliff - died."

Extra Story: Episode [-] Like Snow Flies (Fengjia Ending)

That was the last thing to do before leaving Fengjia Island.

Feng Wuyang sat on the fence of the pasture and held an umbrella, watching the snow-white fur of the cattle and sheep shining in the sun, thinking silently.

And from that moment on, no matter what is in front of you or what is behind you, there is a so-called end.

Put a full stop.

She thought of the cherry blossom trees that would bloom in Kyoto in winter, spreading their soft colors all over the snow.

Winter, winter is here.

Snowflakes falling from the gray sky, frozen lakes, withered grass sprouts.

The winter in Delocas is also so cold.

"Xiao Wu, why are you still here? Have you packed your things?" The elder brother's voice came from behind. Feng Wuyang turned her head, and Feng Tuyu's silver hair in the sun was like those cows that have grown fur in winter and looked extra soft. The fluff on the sheep's body shone in the cold winter sun, and the red pupils refracted the seven colors of the sun like transparent glass beads.

"Ah..." She slowly pulled out a smile. "Father said...everything will be new there, so don't pack anything."

Feng Tuyu walked behind her and stood still, facing her turned smiling face with a gentle expression, reached out and gently stroked the top of her hair.

"I see. But besides those, there must be something I want to take away."

"Those..." Feng Wuyang squinted his eyes as if enjoying his brother's movements, but there was not much lightness in those eyes.

"There is nothing worth taking away... what you want to take away... is in your heart, and you won't lose it."

"So that's the case." Feng Tuyu's expression was mixed with a trace of indescribable sadness, he smiled, leaned down and kissed his sister's face.

"It's true, our life is so long, if anything we want to keep needs to leave a form, what kind of burden will it become." If you keep it in your heart, you won't feel too unbearable , because no matter how heavy it is, it hangs on your soul and makes you feel heavy, and you still have to keep walking straight.If you go far, those unnatural aging will fall off automatically, and will be forgotten naturally.

"You are always right, brother." Feng Wuyang murmured.

"What are you talking about?" Feng Tuyu looked down at her and asked.

"No, it's nothing." She raised her head and shook her head with a smile at him, then turned her head and jumped off the fence, the pale and slender limbs under the skirt fluttering in the cold wind seemed to be transparent.

Under the shadow of the parasol, Feng Wuyang tried her best to stretch her arms to the widest extent, spread her five fingers to let the wind pass through, and felt the icy breath. She looked at the distance and smiled with her back to her brother and said:

"Master Faona once told me when he left that when the king returns, he can ask the king to use the blood from the blood pool to wash away the blood of guilt on my body. At that time, maybe I can do the same. Standing in the sun like you, brothers."

Feng Tuyu looked at her slender back and frowned with distress, and smiled softly after hearing her words.

"Ah, this is really great. My brother really wants to see Xiao Wu standing in the sun in his dreams."

"Is... is it..." Feng Wuyang stared into the distance without looking back and responded softly, but the expression on his face slowly became blank.

——Yangyang, when will you be able to bask in the sun, you must take a photo for me to see, Yang Yang in the sun must be much prettier than now.

——Xiyuan told me that your problem can actually be solved. When we all retire, I will ask him to help you stand under the sun again.

——Yangyang, I can understand how your family feels.Even I feel that among all these wrong events, you, who seem to be the most wrong, are innocent.

——Yangyang, tell me, what a sad fate we all have, allowing us to have such a terrible life...

Yang Yang...

Yang Yang...

Tears finally welled up in my eyes.

This is the last thing to do before leaving Fengjia Island.

Crying hard, crying loudly, crying heartbreakingly.

For the destiny that goes from wrong to right, for the life that goes from terrible to peaceful.

For those people and things that have passed away and never come back, for those memories that cannot be traced back.

They should be like the snow in this winter and the cherry blossoms in early spring, covering all those pasts, corrupting them together, and completely erasing them.

Everything in the human world, good or bad, ugly or not, will have nothing to do with them from now on.

Never again.

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【TheRebelliousWindMisfortune】Second film END

No.20 Six Nights Carved Heart and Bone Flower 【Part [-]】

Diolot's sudden return to work surprised the other two in [The King's Servant].

"You...we are not very busy now, you can continue to cultivate." Looking at his still sick face, Flavi frowned and said.

Diolot raised his brows, "Are you looking down on me?"

Flavius ​​straightened the documents in his hand and raised his eyes. "Maybe that's it."

Diolot didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Flavo...you really should have a relationship. It's getting more and more unreasonable."

Flavius ​​made a movement on his hands, and his originally peaceful face was immediately covered with a layer of ice. "Diolot, if you are free, please help me deal with the things on the table. Cui and I will go to the library later."

Cui, who was sitting quietly tidying up her things, raised her head when she heard her name, and showed a simple and honest smile at Diolot.

"Ah, this changed his face immediately..." Diolot chuckled and walked to his desk, raised his hand and roughly flipped through the various documents piled up on it, then sighed helplessly. "That's a lot, Flavius..."

Flavius ​​glanced over coldly. "Ronald's still needs help."

Diolot glanced sideways, and immediately returned his gaze obediently. "Well... I'd better deal with myself first."

"That's right." Flavius, who was about to go out with Cui, stopped suddenly. "On Ronald's desk, there is a new document... It seems that I need to deal with it myself, but he is not here now, and you have been to that place, so this time..."

"Ah... where?" Diolot raised his head and glanced to the side.

"Put it on the highest place...the location should be..." Flavius ​​thought for a while, and glanced at him thoughtfully.

"...Idu Tak."

The hand reaching to the top of the pile of documents forcibly stopped.

"...Idu Tak... ah." Some colors in the eyes lit up quickly and then went out quickly.

"Let's go first." Flavi pursed his lips and followed Cui out of the study.

"boom."

The sound of closing the door awakened Diolot, who was silent in his thoughts, and his arms stopped in the air slowly dropped. He lowered his head and let out a long and soft sigh.

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"Idu Tak?" Ronald looked at the blood sacrifice standing outside the prison with some astonishment.

"Because you're not here, only Diolot will go this time." Blood Sacrifice said lightly.

"Stop joking..." Ronald twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly. "That place, but..."

Blood Sacrifice suddenly raised his hand and put down the hood that covered his face, revealing a gentle and beautiful face, the corners of his lips and brows that always seemed to be smiling were a little ironic at the moment. "It seems that that incident has had a profound impact on you..." "What kind of nonsense are you talking about!" Ronald said displeased. "That's the place where I almost died, bastard!" And it's also the place where I made a terrible deal with this devil-like guy in front of me.

"But this time only Diolot can go." Blood Sacrifice pointed out the facts coldly. "Actually, there's nothing wrong with that, is it? After so many years, some things should be let go."

"That's someone else." Ronald grabbed the railing helplessly and bumped his head lightly. "Except for what happened to Gronsa back then, that place had the second deepest influence on him."

"No one thought you would have such an accident." Xue Ji's expression didn't change at all, it looked gentle on the surface but was actually extremely indifferent. "The [Wang's Servant] who is so stupid to have his waist cut off, heh."

Ronald twitched the corners of his eyes, and said with a half-smile: "Yeah, yeah, I'm so stupid to ask you, a heartless evil spirit, for help. One drop of blood would ruin my life." Peace of mind."

The corners of the light-colored lips evoked a pleasant smile, and the blood sacrifice said slowly: "My blood, what do you think?"

"Don't dare," Ronald turned his head and snorted angrily. "How dare I have an opinion, I still want to live for two more years..." As he spoke, his expression became distant again, as if thinking of something, his spirit was a little sluggish.

"I really don't want him to go..."

Blood Sacrifice looked at him quietly, and put on his hood again after a while. "I'll let people watch him."

"Ah, thank you then." Ronald turned his head to look at him and said with a smile.