Heavenly Star

Ningxue reached out and tried to wipe the water traces left in his mouth. This is already the habit of her every time he feeds him. Because in the past, every time she finished drinking water, he would help her wipe her mouth. Ningxue’s hand stretched out halfway, suddenly thought of something, such as electric shock, generally took back his hand, nervously asked: "Brother, are you hungry?"

Ningxue shrunk quickly, but the short-lived stunned Ye Wuchen’s heart, and the weak breathing suddenly became confused. He asked anxiously with a dry voice: “Snow, let me see you. Hand."

Ningxue was a glimpse first, then the conditional reflexed hand was hidden behind her back, and her expression became flustered. "I... my hand is very good, I don't see my brother..."

Her desire to cover the movement made him know that what he had just seen was not an illusion. He said gently and resolutely: "Snow, listen to your brother's words and reach out."

In front of Ye Wuchen, Ningxue simply did not have the power to refuse. She finally took her hands out from behind and carefully opened it in front of Ye Wuchen's eyes.

Although there was preparation, but Ye Wuchen's gaze touched the palm of her hand, the heart suddenly felt like a thousand steel needles at the same time, the heartache of the desire to suffocate. He can't even believe that this is really a snowman?

The hand shape is still so petite and perfect. He used to hold these two small hands slowly in the palm of his hand and enjoy this feeling. The white and innocent hand in memory is now covered with thick old man, thick and thick, dark, yellow, and some even have large or small blood bubbles. Above the palm of your hand, there are countless large and small scars, some are old-fashioned scars, some are recently engraved, and too many scars will destroy the entire palm. Above the wrist of the palm, the same scars...

Ye Wuchen looked at a small meeting, closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. He couldn't imagine how many times to wear, how much friction, how much pain, and how to make a pair of hands that are more tender than snow. The scars on the side of it, like a sharp knife with a sharp edge, pierced into the softest part of his heart, making him unhappy.

What a shocking...

"Are you hurting?" Ye Wuchen asked with a trembling voice.

Ningxue took back his hand and placed it on his body. He shook his head with uneasiness: "No pain, no pain at all."

"But, I hurt." Ye Wuchen looked at her sparkling eyes and felt the heartache she had never had before. Even the original full moon night, he did not feel such pain.

In this world, who is more beautiful than his snow. Even the fairy in the sky, it is impossible to go with his snow.

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Ningxue once again came to this mysterious forest, but her mood has been completely different from the past, the same, is the eagerness of the heart. Ye Wuchen’s wake up made her even more unwilling to separate from him. She just wanted to find the fruit she wanted earlier and hurry back to him. On the way, she cheered again and again: "Brother wakes up! Brother wakes up..."

This grove came too many times, although I never dared to go deep, but the edge of the generation of almost every tree can be remembered clearly, and some small animals that are often seen are familiar. This time, her footsteps were obviously much lighter than before. When she stepped on a pile of grass, the grass suddenly swayed, the snow was scared and stepped back, and a frightened rabbit smashed from the haystack. Out, fly forward quickly.

Ningxue hasn't returned to the gods yet, and the rabbit who is in a hurry has slammed into a hard old tree and was hit with a four-legged head. The rabbit's claws twitched and scratched a few times. There is no more movement.

Ningxue's eyes widened and looked at it for a long time. After seeing the rabbit, he kept moving and then patted the shocked "砰砰" straight chest and walked over. She stooped down and carefully touched the rabbit's body with her hand. After seeing that it still did not respond, she grabbed it and ran back quickly.

For the whole two years, she and Ye Wuchen did not enter any embarrassment. Because she is a little girl who can't catch the game, even if she can't catch it. Today, this poor rabbit who killed himself is like a gift given to her, so that she can take it to nourish her brother who just woke up.

"Brother, look, I grabbed a rabbit." She was very far away, she lifted the poor rabbit high and giggled as she swayed. For her, this is really A very great thing. As she ran too fast, her body fell unsteadily onto the grass, and she struggled to climb up, still happy.

Her smile made Ye Wuchen's dull and tingling heart follow, and my heart silently thanked the rabbit who had planted her for some reason. For him, Ningxue’s smile is the most beautiful scenery in his life.

Ningxue ran to him, happy to show him the rabbit in his hand: "Brother, look, hey, this rabbit is so stupid, actually hit the tree, it is really stupid!"

I bumped into the tree myself? Ye Wuchen was a little funny and shouted in the heart, and then couldn't help thinking of the story, a story called "Staying for the Rabbit".

"Brother, can we eat this stupid rabbit?" She smiled awkwardly, but immediately thought of something, her mouth was flat and she became anxious: "But there is no fire here, how to put this Only the rabbit is cooked..."

Ye Wuchen moved his left hand finger: "Snow, come to me, I have a fire here, there is a pot, everything is there. Did Cher forget it?"

The sword **** ring above his finger flashed white light, was injected with fire elements, used to make fire fire boxes, pots, spoons, stoves, and even a lot of dry wood that had not been used before. These are all brought by them when they went to the Tianlong Guotian to extinguish the mountain. They also used it all the way, and they always existed in his sword **** ring. In addition, their beds, tents, and some unfinished food are among them. Taking out something from the ring of the sword **** requires only the idea, no effort.

Everything in front of me is so familiar. After the snow is happy, the nose begins to slowly become sour. She missed the old lazy sleep in her brother's arms, missed her heart, missed many people...just, she could not see them again in her life. A high-sounding soul-breaking soul completely separated them from the two worlds and met each other.

Ningxue soon gave birth to the fire, and she finally saw the color of the fire again. There is a green grass at the foot, and there is no need to worry about causing a fire. But after the fire, Ningxue once again held the dead rabbit and was overwhelmed. Because it burned well or boiled, it was necessary to peel off the rabbit's skin first, and the snow had not been done, and it was almost impossible to do it. To. Although she can eat very fragrant, but every time Ye Wuchen peels the skin of the animal, she does not even dare to take a look.

Ye Wuchen immediately guessed what she thought in her heart, saying, "Snow, this rabbit waited for me to regain my strength and eat well? I have a lot of cakes to eat here."

Ningxue thought for a little while, but slowly and resolutely shook his head, holding the rabbit in one hand, picking up a knife in one hand and walking to the stream.

When she reached the rabbit's body, her hand trembled again and again, and she never dared to fall. After a long, long time, she just bit her teeth, stabbed the knife, and closed her eyes...

"Sorry, little bunny, my brother's body needs nourishment, so I have to grieve you..."

"Sorry, little bunny, really sorry..."

She relied on her own feelings. The knife was cut on the rabbit. After the initial intolerance and fear, her heart finally settled a little bit, but her hand was still shaking, and she was almost slashed by the knife several times. on. Her mouth has been whispering in a whisper, saying "I'm sorry" to the little rabbit in her hand, and only then, her heart will be better.

Listening to the low whisper in the mouth of the snow, Ye Wuchen also called the name of Ningxue in his heart. If it wasn't for her, she would never dare to let her hand get blood, even if it was just a dead rabbit.

When the rabbit was handled well, the snow was already sweating. She put the rabbit in the pot, put the stream on it, and put all kinds of seasonings under the guidance of Ye Wuchen. When the meat scent came, the slobber of Ningxue couldn't stop. In the swallowing, there was still a clear spring overflowing from the corner of the mouth. She had been too oily for too long.

"Brother, you said your sister, and my sister, are they doing well now? Will you think about us?" Ningxue asked while swallowing his mouth.

Ye Wuchen said with a smile: "They must think about us like we think of them. You are so powerful that no one can bully them."

Thinking of them, Ye Wuchen’s heart has become heavy again. In the real situation, he could not predict. When I jumped off the soul of the day, the breath of heart was almost as weak as him. Like herself, she is struggling with death. Her enemies are so strong that she can't compete.

Whether she is also like herself, has been forced to a dead end. And in the windy country, what is going on with Ye Shuiyao who is waiting for him...

At this point, he was in a mess. In my heart, I once again thought about the person who would push the heart into desperation. Who is it, there is such a strength. It was the appearance of this person that forced him to leave the snow and let the snow be taken away by the windy country. It also changed everything that should have been.

Who is that person? Tianchen Continent, when did such a terrible strongman appear?

Still, that person... does not belong to Tianchen mainland. As soon as this idea appeared, Ye Wuchen’s heart was suddenly shocked, and another possibility became clearer in his mind.

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