CIATB Chapter 347 Snowman (1)
Chapter 347 Snowman (1)
Chapter 347 Snowman ([-])
"The black orchid flower, crushed with Yuanyu for thousands of years, became a blue screen stone... The blue screen stone, psychic blue, unstoppable brilliance, psychic since childhood, absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and cultivated human beings..."
Cen Ying looked at the book, nodded, and then flipped through the pages one by one. She really found a similar stone.
Just as Cen Ying was still flipping through the pages, reading with relish, she heard the wooden door creak and open.
Cen Ying became alert all of a sudden, and quickly dodged out of the space. The timing was very wrong. It was a snowy day, and Hua Hong was actually quite afraid of the cold. She went to bed earlier than her. How could anyone start at this time? What about the door?
Cen Ying was lying on the bed, thinking that when someone came, she would immediately dodge into the space, saving her life was the most important thing.
After the small wooden door was opened, a tall black figure came in. It seemed a little unstable. The whole person seemed to be staggering like a drunk alcoholic, and he was still whispering something in his mouth. It was too small, and Cen Ying couldn't hear clearly.
It wasn't until he approached slowly that she heard the familiar "Master..."
It turned out to be Luo Xiao?
It should be late at night now, but she doesn't feel sleepy in the space, especially since Cen Ying is still reading with gusto, why is he coming here at this time?
The tall black shadow wobbled gently.Sitting on the edge of his bed, just like they did that night in that little inn.Although that day was full of slaughter, and when they woke up the next day, there were only the two of them left, but when he sat beside her bed, he really felt extremely safe.
Where did that sense of security come from?
Probably... at the very beginning.When she saw him, he called her Master.
But somewhere, he felt that they should have known each other earlier, as if they had known each other a long time ago.
This feeling cannot be given to her by others, she is by her side.She felt a sense of peace of mind and wanted time to stand still.
Even, sometimes I feel that I am attached to this cage like a bird that has been tempted.
"Luo Xiao?"
The tall black figure paused in the dark when he heard her voice, then continued to shake and patted her head.
In such a dark night, Cen Ying was sure that this was him.
He likes to touch her head?
Cen Ying felt that she could easily find his little hobby.
Shouldn't it be...
When he was a child, he liked to touch her head very much. After that, he turned back into an adult and wanted to return it.
The more Cen Ying thought about it, the more outrageous it became, and then she thought that she was angry with him recently.
It feels like not being angry for a while.The two were happy to be able to make up again.But it's like a thorn in my heart...
It was very quiet that night, and Cen Ying didn't go into her space again to search for books.
Instead, in such darkness, by his side, he quickly fell asleep.
And Luo Xiao, at the moment she fell asleep, leaned down, kissed her on the forehead, and said softly: "Silly girl..."
The biting cold wind blows and hits them unceremoniously. Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall down one after another, just like dancing. The hexagonal snowflakes are various, like fallen leaves, silver needles, small The fragments...are really beautiful.
Cen Ying built a snowman in the small yard, and her body has slowly recovered its original perception.
The current winter is quite cold for her.
(End of this chapter)