A piece of black basalt carried the memories of three generations. I stood in front of the tomb and looked at my bones. The memories of my previous life came to me like waves, covering me and drowning me.
I felt very cold, and my whole body was bone-chilling. I suddenly remembered that on that day, the sky was filled with snowflakes and the ice was three feet deep. Someone said to me, "Xiao Xue'er, I will take the ninety-nine steps. I will take the remaining step for you, okay?"
"You don't have to remember me all the time, just think of me every time the snow falls..."
Double ending, preferring HE
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
