The cold wind howls and the fallen leaves scatter.
It was a dry and cold winter morning, and there weren't many people walking around in the Five Princes' Mansion.
In the small courtyard of Qinyaju, a girl in white clothes was twisting her body and doing various strange movements, which made the maids coming in and out of the house look sideways.
There is no doubt that this person is Xue Range who is doing exercises. He directly ignores the two little maids waiting on the side and can't help but secretly despise Zhong Liluolai. I really don't understand what the meaning of his doing this is.
Want to make her emotional?
Ridiculous! The word love is the most misleading, so she would rather be a ruthless person. Be it family affection or love, she, Xue Range, never needs it! It is absolutely impossible for her to sink!
The two people who gave her warmth in her memory were Mo Yue and the other, the cold and arrogant young man. He said his name was Abandonment. Maybe it was fate that made two people with the same fate cherish each other. He
Her warm smile and encouraging eyes are something she will never forget.
Reaching out to catch the petals falling from the tree, Xue Range's thoughts began to drift away——
The wind is calm and the sun is just right.
In the wild, the cold wind blows, and the empty place makes people feel scared.
A petite girl sat on the grass and cried, rubbing her red and swollen eyes. The little girl curled up into a ball, and her big black and bright eyes were filled with tears, filled with fear.
At this moment, the little girl did not notice that a giant python was dragging its long tail and gradually approached the girl.
The danger was approaching. When the giant python was ten meters away from the little girl, the little girl suddenly stopped crying, and her body stiffened immediately. Her big, tear-filled eyes were instantly filled with fear, and despair grew.
The baby seemed to have seen death coming.
At this moment, a delicate young man dressed in tattered clothes could not hide his proud temperament at all. He was cold, proud, and noble, as if a god had descended, igniting a glimmer of hope in the little girl's heart.
The young man took off the dagger from his waist, nimbly jumped onto the giant python, and began a desperate fight.
The time was long, she remembered, and the blood stained his clothes, his eyebrows, his eyes, and his face red.
However, even if they are stained with blood, those eyes as black as stars are always so bright, without any impurities, as pure as a clear spring, capable of washing people's souls.