The wind and rain are getting more and more urgent.

Standing by the pavilion, we were completely exposed to the storm. The downpour of rain fell, and soon wet Huang Tianba.

And while I was hugging him behind me, although most of the wind and rain were blocked by him, I could not help but feel the coldness of the rain and the trembling body in my arms. His body temperature slowly evaporated through his clothes, as if the last little vitality had also dissipated.

I remember what the two maids said to me when they first came yesterday-

"Madam, have you ever seen someone, and you haven't laughed for seven years?"

"He has been here in Shengjing for so many years, and it has not been a day, so it's better."

"No matter how good the prince is to him, no matter how carefully we take care of him, he has never been a little happy. His only time to be happy-"

“It’s time to snow.”

"There will be a lot of snow in the winter of Seungkyo. Every time he will walk into the snow. No matter how heavy the snow is or how cold it is outside, he doesn't seem to feel it. He just stands in the snow. Sometimes he stands all day and all night. When we find out, there is a lot of snow on his head and body, and he is frozen like a piece of ice."

"Only at that time, we saw the expression on his face, and it seemed like we were laughing."

"But we never knew why he laughed."

...

Only in the snow can he be happy...

Only in the snow can he smile...

In the snow...

Snow……

The body in his arms was so thin, so weak, so cold, as if he was standing in the snow and snow on those countless days of falling snow, letting the cold wind whistle and the snow sway, freezing his blood into ice, but he did not feel any pain.

Because his heart is still in the south of the Yangtze River, and belongs to him and her, April heaven on earth.

But his people were almost unable to stand it.

I hugged him and almost burst into tears. But the sorrowful cry was immediately swallowed up in the sound of wind and rain. I could only hear the beating of the heart, hitting my heart. I cried and called him: "Master Huang, Master Huang..."

“…”

"Don't do this, Master Huang, don't do this!"

“…”

"I promise you! I promise you that I will fall in love with Pei Yuanxiu, I will be fine, you promise me too, you promise me!"

“…”

"Don't torture yourself."

“…”

"Stop torture yourself anymore!"

...

I don’t know how long the storm that day lasted. In such a storm, Huang Tianba didn’t speak anymore. But I kept feeling the boiling water droplets falling from the hands I held in front of his chest. But from beginning to end, I didn’t see him roaring in the wind and rain, crying, and dying of his heart. What kind of expression was...

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Although I didn't get too much rain that day, I still had a fever the next day.

The whole person was dizzy because of the hot body and the skin was also painful, which was almost a pain inside. Even so, in the drowsy dream, I still couldn't get quiet.

The roar in the storm kept echoing in my dreams.

I don’t know how long it took, but I finally regained my consciousness. I opened my hot eyelids and for a while, I immediately saw the familiar face in front of me, looking at me with concern.

"Qingying, you're awake."

“…”

I looked at him for a long time and said quietly, "Yuan Xiu?"

"Yeah. Is it still uncomfortable?"

“…”

"I've fed you ginger soup and sweated," he said, reaching out to touch my forehead, then trying his own, and saying, "It seems not that hot."

I looked around and it was our room, but there were only two of us. I said in a mute voice: "You are all taking care of me alone?"

"I'm not at ease with others."

"Now Li'er--"

"I told her that you are tired and you need to sleep a little longer."

He said, gently rubbing my sideburns and said softly: "Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring you some food. Porridge, okay? It's more comfortable to eat something."

I lay on the bed, watching him with a wounded face, still pale, without saying anything or moving.

Pei Yuanxiu noticed my quietness and bent down gently: "What's wrong?"

"Yuan Xiu..."

"Um?"

I was silent for a while, and finally had some strength, raised my soft hands, gently held his face, and stroked his pale cheeks with slender fingertips.

Yuan Xiu's breathing was a little stiff for a moment, and he only focused on me.

Looking at him in close proximity, I don’t know how long it took, but I slowly raised my head with difficulty and kissed him gently.

Suddenly, the body covering me trembled.

This kiss also exhausted my strength and fell back to the bed. Seeing that he was a little disbelief, but his eyes were flashing with joy, and said softly: "Qingying?"

"Yuan Xiu..."

A hot stream surged in my hot eyes. When I spoke, my voice was hoarse and I choked and said, "You promise me that from now on, don't lie to me no matter what."

“…”

"I'll give you everything. Everything about me..."

“…”

"You can let me down, but don't let the world down."

“…”

"You promise me-"

“…”

He looked at me blankly. After a long time, he seemed to suddenly understand and hugged me.

【…】

Perhaps because of the wound on my shoulders, this time, he was so gentle that I felt strange. I felt that he was gently holding me in his arms, brushing away the sweaty hair on his face, and kissing my forehead gently.

After the storm, the tenderness of the spring breeze.

I don’t know how long it took, but I was in chaos and opened my eyes.

Pei Yuanxiu looked down at me for a while, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Are you awake?"

I also looked at him for a while: "Your injury-"

In a hurry, I grabbed several handfuls of his scarred back and shoulders. I was already confused at the time. Now I think about it, I am afraid that I will get tickled there.

Pei Yuanxiu did not answer me immediately, but after looking at my eyes for a long time, he suddenly said, "Qingying."

“…”

"Did the seed that belongs to me start to grow?"

“…”

His hand was gently placed on my heart-

"Am I already here?"

I smiled faintly at his careful eyes and careful breathing, and raised my weak hand, slowly slid up along his bruised shoulders and back, finally holding his cheeks, rubbing some small scars on it, and said softly: "Every seed will be very fragile when it starts to grow."

“…”

"Please and I, protect it."

“…”

"Okay?"

“…”

He didn't say anything, but just looked at me with a burning look. After the smile that was almost overflowing, he lowered his head and kissed me gently.

When I was kissed by him, I choked and swallowed the sourness that surged from my heart and the words I had not had time to say.

I didn't finish speaking.

I didn't tell him that my heart was almost barren.
To be continued...