Chapter 73 Chapter 73 Snow, Snow...

she forgot. The wounds he had suffered for her had already been eroded into the squirming inner wall of the Soul Eater Grass at this moment, completely wiped away. Perhaps forgetting is not such a bad thing. At least, for her now, it's best not to remember anything, right? I don't remember that he once pushed her away, I don't remember the half-truthy sweet words he said to her, I don't remember the phrase "Xue, if Liu doesn't want me one day, will you take me in?" The scene of the show blocked the falling crystal chandelier for her... He should feel pain, shouldn't he?

But the rejoicing that came from my heart gradually subsided from the colic-like pain. Fortunately she forgot. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to appease her. Xue touched the faded pink scar on her cheek, and said with a slight smile, "Well, I accidentally hurt it while swinging a whip for my master." Mi Xiaoai rolled her eyes, touched her chin, and said, "Xue, you are lying! You don't have your silver whip on you anymore, and this wound looks like a cut, (*^ __^*) Hee hee..., I got it! It must be because the master is too handsome, causing a group of demons to scramble and get scratched by crazy snow powder, right?"

Xue laughed loudly, "Oh~ I've been seen through, my baby is so smart~!" Mi Xiaoai chuckled dryly, always feeling that Xue's eyes were full of vicissitudes and loneliness that she had never seen before, and there were many inexplicable emotions that she could not describe in words. "Hey, Xue, no matter what, you are also a first-class animal trainer in the devil world. How could you let your mother live in such a remote and barren place? You are not filial!" Mi Xiaoai stared at Xue. Xue turned her face away, her smile faded, "You're right, I'm really not filial."

Mi Xiaoai was just planning to play a joke on him, but she didn't expect Xue, who has always been perverted and narcissistic, to have a thrilling beauty when she calmed down. Every time his eyelashes blinked, they seemed to be stained with invisible crystals. Mi Xiaoai felt that he looked like he was about to cry, so she wanted to change the subject quickly, "Xue, the scar on your face looks deep, does it hurt?" "It doesn't hurt." Xue's eyes were as clear as cold stars, and he quietly stared at the long white shadow he cast in her eyes. A few seconds later, he chuckled and scraped the tip of her nose, "I'm lying to you, it's just that A little pain, just a little."

Mi Xiaoai stood on tiptoe, put her small face in front of Xue, her long eyelashes drooped down, she was as cute as a doll, "When I was young, I liked to play with boys, there was a game called 'throwing sandbags' in the world, I I was always thrown, and I fell down when I ran too fast. Once I fell very painfully, a piece of skin was scraped off my knee, and there was a lot of blood. I thought I was going to die, so I just sat there and cried. The boy I was playing with was frightened and screamed so I had to call my mother. My mother laughed and scolded me when she saw me. Get up by yourself, no one has the obligation to help you up and comfort you.' I think my mother is really cool!"

Xue smiled, "Girls, don't be so naughty, no one will want a scar on your body." Mi Xiaoai wrinkled her nose, "Yes, my mother said the same. But my knee was still hurting, so I said 'Mom, I still hurt', and my mother gave me a blank look and said, 'If you really hurt , Just say to yourself a hundred times I don’t hurt, I don’t hurt, I don’t hurt’ and it won’t hurt.” Xue smiled, "Oh~ have you tried it? Does it work?" Mi Xiaoai replied, "Of course it works. Many of what my mother said are true." "So, Xue, if you are in pain, just say to yourself 'I don't hurt, I don't hurt, I don't hurt at all', then it really doesn't hurt. I just need to count dozens of times every time and I will fall asleep, Very effective!"

Snow smiled. Mi Xiaoai put her hands on her hips, "Hey, I mean the truth, I didn't lie to you!" Snow nodded, "I believe." Mi Xiaoai felt that it was no fun for Xue to suddenly become like an old man. There seems to be a saying called "grow up overnight". , she thought it was just right for An on Xue. The night in the Snow Country was very cold. Mi Xiaoai was a little tired. She curled up at the foot of the bed and wrapped the quilt around her body. She still couldn't help shivering from the cold wind that came in through the crack of the door. Xue sat at the table, drinking tea one cup after another.

Mi Xiaoai looked at him, her mind was in a mess. His silver hair is nice, but, in my impression, he should be blond, shouldn't he? He had lost a lot of weight, and every time she looked at him, she felt as if she had spilled coffee in her heart, and the bitterness kept overflowing. Why, she felt that she owed him a lot? There are a lot of question marks, a lot of exclamation points, a lot of ellipsis, alternating vertically and horizontally in my mind. There is no full stop alone. After the chaos, there is boundless whiteness. Since it is blank, why is there an abyss-like sense of despair?

It seems that something very important is missing. something bigger than life. What exactly is it? headache. Mi Xiaoai covered her head in the quilt, rolling around in pain. "Xiao Ai, are you uncomfortable?" Xue put down her teacup and sat down beside the bed, "Hey, let me take a look." There was no air in the quilt, and Mi Xiaoai was suffocating in pain. It was this suffocation that made her suddenly think of something. It was the voice of snow. Overlapping with the voice outside the quilt, at first it was just repeating a sentence over and over again, "I will protect you."

I will protect you. Did he ever say that?Mi Xiaoai is not sure. She only knew that she seemed unwilling to believe this sentence. It seems that I have been teased and hurt by this sentence, and then I am unwilling to believe it. I can't remember what it is, only annoying blanks. Later, the suffocation eased a little, and Mi Xiaoai wrapped herself tighter, because it was not so uncomfortable, so she stopped rolling in pain. She couldn't guess what Xue's expression was like at the moment, anyway, there were hands that were caressing her head through the quilt, and the warm breath was reassuring.

A voice said softly, "Xiao Ai, if you are really uncomfortable, you have to speak out. Sometimes you say 'I don't hurt' thousands of times to yourself, which will only make the wound worse and inflamed. You have to know why you want to Saying to myself thousands of times that it doesn't hurt is precisely because it hurts too much." The sound reached Mi Xiaoai's ears, like a pebble falling into a deep pool, with echoes bubbling up from the bottom of the pool, little by little. ——"I want to listen to Xue's truth." - "Honey, you're bothering me so much." ——"Xiao Ai, I'm sorry." —— "Xue, if Liu doesn't want me one day, will you want me?" The long and distant sound, like broken butterfly wings, sprinkled colorful powder, fell on the heart, and hissed. Are these conversations true or false? If it's just an illusion, who is tearing the chest? Seeing that Mi Xiaoai was lying still, Xue finally couldn't bear it, and pulled off the quilt covering her face. She covered her face with her hands, and a light flickered, rolling down between her fingers. "Why are you crying all of a sudden?" He held her hand, "Be good, don't cry." "I seem to have forgotten something very important." Xue Mo was silent, and said softly, "You are too tired, don't think too much, be good." "Xue, some pictures are dangling in front of my eyes, and they disappear all of a sudden, I can't catch anything..." Snow was silent. "Did anything happen between us?" Mi Xiaoai asked again.She seemed to see that she had hugged the person in front of her in the dark, and then what?She couldn't remember his reaction. "Little love, go to sleep." "No, if you don't tell me, I won't sleep!" "Little Love……" "No, there are a lot of things that get worse the more you think about them, you must have kept something from me..." Mi Xiaoai waved off Xue's hand and held Xue hard, wishing to see the depths of Xue's eyes and dig out all his secrets . "The scar on your face has something to do with me, right?". Xue's face paled quickly. "I cut it?" Mi Xiaoai opened her eyes wide. "no." "Liar." Mi Xiaoai looked at Xue and said word by word, "My memory is very vague, but I feel very clear about one thing. You always lie to me." "Xiao Ai, no matter what you do for your teacher, it's all for..." "It's all for my own good." Mi Xiaoai's eyes were bright, "This sentence is so familiar, it seems that you have said it to me more than once." Xue Wei could only smile wryly. It is the Alliance of Blue Snow. It must be that this covenant was buried deep in her soul, and it more or less brought his personal wishes into it, right?Perhaps, when the Soul Eater Grass swallowed her memory, the real part of me couldn't help but not want to be completely forgotten by her? So, she almost forgot about Liu, but still kept some memories belonging to them? It turned out that he was not great. He thought he was mature enough to arrange the lives of Liu and Xiao Ai, and he seemed gentle and deep to choose the path that he thought was most suitable for them, and then he smiled and covered his chest with blood, like a saint. Heart smile. The results of it? Everyone was not as happy as he expected. If she hadn't pushed her away at the beginning, wouldn't many things have happened? It's a pity that there is no turning back in life, too many things have happened. ……………… ……………… Mi Xiaoai became more and more difficult to coax. Xue felt herself getting clumsier day by day. Facing her questioning, he gradually lost his strength, and in many cases, he didn't even know how to answer. Her eyes are very bright, bright like a lamp in the dark. Looking into her eyes, Xue kept asking herself, who saved who?He used to think that he was the lamp that could protect others and illuminate the path of others, but now, he has become more at a loss than ever before, and he can't even see his own path clearly. Every day, before she wakes up, he would gently push the door in, sit by her bed, watch her open her eyes, and then smile and say something, if she responds to him, he will feel a little more at ease If she doesn't speak, or asks some questions related to the past, he will change the subject with difficulty, and then find some excuses to take her to the other side of the snow mountain to watch the snowflakes fall.If she is happy, his mood will also become very good; if she still keeps asking him those questions, he will show her some magic tricks. Under normal circumstances, she will always clap her hands happily and simply put Put those questions aside for now. Later, she vaguely felt something, so she stopped talking about the past, she thought, a man like Xue, who looks very gentle, may be more stubborn than anyone else in his heart.For what he didn't want to say, no matter how hard she asked, she would not get the result.Just like he always laughs, maybe the rain in his heart will never end when there is no one around.She had guessed his smile, but just guessing had made it difficult for her to breathe. [Memory] is a mysterious thing. When you lose it, your heart will get rid of its shackles and fly high, and your senses will be particularly sensitive. Some things, when you remember it, often seem unreal. Once some things are forgotten, in addition to leaving some emptiness in your heart, the sense of reality will tell you ten times and a hundred times. If you are not bound by memories, you will actually do this and will not do such stupid things again. The sun was very round and red that day. Mi Xiaoai closed her eyes, and suddenly wanted to lean on Xue's shoulder.