·Heavy rain fell, and silver frost covered the ground.
The girlish tenderness in her eyebrows has long faded away, leaving a bit of determination and cold pride.
She gave a sneer and wiped away the remaining blood from the corner of her mouth.
He holds a long face in his bare hands, but the person in his eyes is his sweetheart.
"Are you serious..."
But it was a sneer, a self-deprecating whisper——
"Ha... How could it be otherwise?"
The long sword was thrown away, and a touch of snow fell down.
I thought her life would end in the snow,
But fell into a warm embrace.
The man was dressed in black and tremblingly touched her face, which had lost all color.
"Yinyin..."
She smiled when she heard this, and wanted to raise her hand to trace his eyebrows, but she couldn't touch them.
Arrive.
"As expected, you still don't like the color white..."
His arms hung down weakly, and the last teardrop remained in the corner of his eyes.
"You don't like me either." This was the last sentence in her heart.
☆Please read carefully here
·The male protagonist has no prototype but is indeed inspired by a character
·Double C between men and women is strong but not weak, but the heroine loves the hero more
·About HE or BE, it depends on my mood and the direction of the story.
·Weibo@Xujiulittlefairy–