Xiaofeng slowly closed her eyes and said softly: "It's so good."
Zhong Yuxi watched his body slip from the rock, like an eagle suddenly falling from the sky.
She caught him with her body, and his entire weight almost crushed her.
With trembling hands, I felt his breath, which was like a gossamer.
He had reached his limit, and it was only through strong will that he persisted until now, maybe just to say a few more words to her and look at her a few more times.
Zhong Yuxi hugged him, trembling all over. She didn't want, she didn't want such a result. It seemed that it was over before she even did it. His breath was getting weaker and weaker, and his body was getting colder and colder... He
Everything seemed to be moving away from her, like the scenery around her that was rapidly retreating.
Zhong Yuxi put him down and jumped from the rock into the snowdrift. She rolled and climbed up the hillside in the distance, and then waved the red hat in her hand.
"Is there anyone? Is there anyone? Help."
She shouted one after another until her voice became hoarse and she could no longer speak. She shouted until her vocal cords were torn and her whole body lost all strength.
Kneeling on the snow, with the cold snow seeping into her clothes, she heard her tears crying and the fragile helplessness in her heart.
No, can't give up!
She clenched her fists, got up from the ground, and continued to wave her arms vigorously.
A color as red as blood dances in the white sky, cutting through one desperate landscape after another.
She closed her eyes and clasped her hands together: If God can hear my prayer, then I am willing to pay the price of my life's happiness to save him.
I don't know who heard whose voice, but suddenly there were several shouts in the distance, and a few black shadows were moving this way.
She saw hope, climbed up quickly, shook the red in her hand high, and shouted with her last strength.
The people over there seemed to have seen her and changed direction and ran towards this side.
She quickly returned to the temporary nest, picked up Xiaofeng from the ground, and said close to his face: "Xiaofeng, don't sleep. Someone is coming to pick us up. Please, don't sleep."
He leaned into her arms without saying a word, his head weakly hanging to the side.
She was happy and scared, and kept rubbing him: "Don't sleep, Xiaofeng, get up quickly. As long as you are okay, I will promise you anything and be your woman? Okay, I promise, I promise, but, you
You are not allowed to bully me, you are not allowed to lose your temper with me, and you must always laugh and never keep a straight face..."
She couldn't help but burst into tears while talking to herself.
His face was moistened with her tears.
In his chaotic memory, Xiaofeng seemed to have fallen into a bottomless black hole, his body sinking and sinking, while the patch of sunlight above his head was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, getting further and further away.
There are many fragments of memories floating around.
He saw a beautiful woman holding a little boy on each hand. They looked almost identical, and they both looked up at her.
"Mom, do you really want to leave here? But I like the palace very much. There are a lot of delicious food and fun things." One of the little boys said reluctantly.
The woman leaned down and touched the top of his head lovingly: "Jue'er, are you going with your mother?" |
"I won't leave mom." He grabbed the woman's arm.
The woman looked at the other little boy again. His small brows were filled with black energy, and his eyes were indifferent as he looked at the towering white marble palace in front of him. At such an old age, he actually had an aura that was superior to everything.
A cold and arrogant attitude that regarded everyone as nothing held him tightly.
"Feng'er, what about you?"
He let go of the woman's hand, slowly returned to the door, looked at them and said, "I want to stay."
"Brother." Another little boy said anxiously, "Why don't you go with me and mom?"
He shook his head: "I want to take back everything that belongs to me, including your share."
The woman smiled, lowered her head and kissed his forehead: "Feng'er, promise mom not to be swallowed up by hatred. No matter we are poor or rich, we must live with dignity."
The light above his head became narrower. He stretched out his hand, and his falling body gradually distanced itself from it.
"Mom, brother."
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Mom, I'm going to find you."
Just as he was about to close his eyes, a sharp voice suddenly came from above: "Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng."
One after another, they shouted anxiously and shrilly.
The light suddenly widened, and the sunlight shone straight down. His body stopped falling, and something wet dripped on his face drop by drop, moistening his dry body.
He smiled helplessly: Zhong Yuxi, you are really noisy.
The man in his arms snorted slightly and frowned. Although he was not awake yet, he finally showed signs of life again.
Zhong Yuxi was overjoyed, wiped her nose and tears, and laughed stupidly.
Every time she shed tears, it was because of this man. She had never cried before when Xuanyuan Ye bullied her, but only when she was under this man, she would always tremble with grievance and could not control the tears that poured out freely.
The sound of footsteps came and she looked outside.
A tall figure appeared in her sight, and she looked at him.
And Xuanyuan Ye stood there, looking at the scene in front of her, her face was covered with tears, dotted like crystals, and in her arms, he held his brother tightly, like a pair of people connected by the same fate.
lover.
He had never seen her tears before, but they fell into his heart at this moment.
When she saw him, she weakly asked: "Save him."
Xuanyuan Ye said nothing, and entered the temporary stone house with a low body. He picked up Zhong Yuxi, but she held on to Xiaofeng's hand and refused to let go.
Staring at him tightly, "If you don't want to save him, don't save me either."
Facing this stubborn little face, he finally sighed.
Another person walked in from outside, and the small stone house suddenly seemed overcrowded. She looked at the person and shouted in surprise: "Your Highness, Fourth Highness."
Xuanyuan Shangyu nodded towards her, "Sixth brother will be fine. Let His Highness the Crown Prince take you away first."
Zhong Yuxi slowly let go of Xiaofeng's hand. She believed in this man. In his sunny and elegant smile, she believed in him.
Xuanyuan Shangyu walked over and leaned over to inspect Xiaofeng's injuries. Someone outside wanted to help, so he raised his hand to stop him and carried him up himself.
Seeing that he finally had hope, Zhong Yuxi's heart dropped. Drowsiness came over her, and pain covered by tension swept through her body. She closed her eyes gently and fainted.
When he woke up again, he was already in the hospital in Qiandao City.
Zhong Yuxi was lying on the hospital bed, with the smell of disinfectant filling her nose. She moved her body, but she couldn't feel her feet. They were frostbitten in the snow and had not been treated. She wondered if they were disabled.