She smiled bitterly, how humble and tenacious the vitality of a person is... How lucky is it to be able to die in a dream? But God obviously will not take care of so many people, he will only choose the lucky one
As for the majority of those people, they do not have this blessing and are not worthy of dying in such luck. They must live and endure pains such as poverty, disease, separation, torture, etc. before they can tragically close their doubles in tragic
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She stood up against the horse, pulled the reins, and turned over again. [26nbsp;] On the big tree opposite, the little squirrel poked out his small head, waved his paws forward, and threw out a black pine nut, and in his mouth
It made a creaking sound, crisp and exquisite, like the innocent laughter of a child...
Shui Lian also smiled, tightened her clothes and continued to walk forward.
There were no reinforcements, no warriors, no miracles... At this moment, she strengthened her belief in living-everyone wanted me to die, but I didn't want to die.
No, no, there is at least one person waiting for me in this world; there is at least one person who is sincere, and there is also the Third Prince and the Third Prince waiting for me.
She tied the reins and looked into the distance, and found that her vision was gradually widening. It turned out that the wind and snow had stopped at some point. She could vaguely see the rough outline of the mountain and the small wooden house hidden in the woods.
Prince Three, Prince Three, I'm here.
She tightened the reins and the horse immediately accelerated and ran.
The Siheyuan is already more than ten meters away.
The thick roof is covered with snow, and the eaves on the left and right are tilted at a very casual angle. The thatch on one side is pressed and shaking, as if the wind will fall off.
She stopped and suddenly lost her courage, and her heart was filled with silence. This place was so quiet, and the world was empty. The sound of any creature was lost, and even the scorching scratches and pain on her face were storms and snow.
Frozen, becoming a dry and cold ruthlessness.
Where is the Third Prince? Where is the Third Prince?
She didn't dare to run, got off the horse, stepped into the snow more than half a foot deep, walked a few steps, and stopped again. At this time, the sky was completely dark. She actually lost the courage to walk up and stopped in place, as if there were more
If you take a step, you will be closer to the shattering of hope.