"Shen Jiang'er, do you believe in fate?" He looked at the man kneeling in front of him, begging for him in a low voice like he was praying to the gods. Shen Jiang'er smiled bitterly, and finally leaned down and held the other person's face with both hands.
When he felt the soft but cold fingers touch him, the man was slightly startled as if he was flattered. However, when he raised his head, the warmth that surged in his heart completely sank when he saw the dull eyes of the other person.
The man didn't dare to get up, even though his knees and thighs had already lost all feeling. Shen Jiang'er looked blankly at this face that was very similar to his, and actually recalled the scene when they kissed for the first time.
She thought about the dead man again, the man who had been dead for twelve years without any bones left.
Snowflakes fell from the black curtain-like sky and fell on the two of them. When the snowflakes felt a hint of coolness on his face, Shen Jianger gently touched his face. Then, regardless of the other party's astonished gaze. He slowly raised his head and stared blankly at the endless night sky.
But the moment he raised his head, the hot tears fell out of control and hit the ground one after another.
"Jiang'er, it's snowing. It's cold outside, we..." The man lowered his voice and asked cautiously, before he finished speaking. However, Shen Jiang'er ran away into the endless darkness in the distance. In the cold forest, the snow became heavier and heavier. A layer of frost quickly accumulated.
The man hurriedly stood up, but his lower limbs, which could not regain consciousness for a while, made it difficult for him to walk. The man gritted his teeth and looked into the darkness to rush away. He was really afraid of experiencing the fear of losing her again.
When the snow had laid a thick layer of white in the forest, the man carried the unconscious woman on his back and walked out on the snow step by step.
After arriving at the car and carefully settling down Shen Jiang, the man finally said what he had not finished: "Let's go home."
Intention: emotional belonging