At the end of the month and winter, she descended from the sky like a fairy, flying into her eyes in white clothes, with a white gauze covering her face, dancing her sleeves and playing alone among the necklaces, but she didn't know that he was on the other side of the river.
I have already seen everything in my eyes and engraved it in my heart.
It was the end of December with falling cherry blossoms and snow, and as layers of pink waves swirled, his heart seemed to be undulating, feeling a little more restless than before.
From then on, he secretly swore in his heart: You are the only one I will never change in this life. No matter how far or how far we are apart, even in the ninth heaven, I will never let you dance alone.
But God does not follow people's wishes, and in the end, it turns out that all this is just his wishful thinking.
"Why don't you love me?! Answer me." He held her hand that was about to melt. Tears fell from his eyes. He smiled and cried and said to her: "I have been waiting for you for so long, but why do you still refuse to look at me? You even often talk to me with a tone of disgust. Xueyin, I am not willing to give in, not willing to give in!"
In fact, he didn't know and that's what he should have done. Every time Xueyin looked at him, he was very focused, but every time he looked back, those eyes returned to a bit of disgust. What is the use of love? Demons will always be demons, and humans and demons will stray from the road. This is a destined fact, and there is no way to change it.
"The love in this world is like clouds of smoke passing by spontaneously, or like fireworks blooming all over the sky. After the prosperity, it comes to an end. Why should I love you?" She waved her sleeves to brush away his clenched hand, and her tone was cold, without any warmth at all. "I... Don't love you." After she uttered the last words from her lips, she smiled bleakly, then closed her eyes weakly, and curled up in his arms. A drop of water overflowed from his lips. After the drop of water fell to the ground, her whole body became colder and more transparent, like an ice sculpture in his arms. Her black eyelashes were tightly closed, and the cold and cold hands that he once held tightly slid down from the hem of her skirt. She finally left with a smile on her face.
He hugged the ice sculpture and cried for a long time, but in the end he still couldn't leave her body as a souvenir. The ice sculpture began to melt into the snow, rising from his arms to the sky like fireflies all over the sky, turning into feather-like snow at the end of the month, fluttering and scattering all over the sky.
He stood up slowly and looked at the white snow flying in the air. The corners of his mouth began to rise little by little, and finally turned into a crazy laugh that resounded through the sky.
Snow fell from the sky, streaking through his black hair and sliding across the corners of his mouth. He knew it was her, and his laughter stopped abruptly. His eyes stared at the white sky for a long time, and finally the words came out loudly: "I don't love you——"
The echo echoed through the sky, and suddenly a drop of cold tears fell on the side of his face. It was Xue Jing's tears.
It's not that I don't love, it's that I can't love.
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