The snow fell heavier and heavier, a once-in-a-century blizzard, accompanied by howling winds like wolves and ghosts, swept through a sea of ​​clouds and a long, winding mountain range, rushing past from the far distance.

Against this vast, desolate backdrop, the ground is covered in a blanket of white. Two figures, one in white and one in red, are submerged in the snow. Layers of snowflakes fall upon them, obscuring all their colors, making them appear as if they are two ice sculptures sitting quietly in the snow.

The snow seemed to have been falling for a very long time. Su Yu and Leng Yuexi stood opposite them, and although they were not far apart, they looked so distant that they could not be looked at directly.

After a long while, Yu Qianqian's almost frozen body finally moved. She slowly lowered her head and carefully kissed his thin lips, her kiss carrying her unique sweetness and fragrance...

As long as he's by her side, what is there to fear in losing her life? Ah Chen, even if we embark on the road to the underworld, even if we are reincarnated and have different identities and appearances, I will still recognize you at a glance. Whether in life or death, I will be with you...

"Jade-like crimson, peerless beauty, flowing black hair, a stunning sight, let the fireworks of the other shore dance in the sky, in this life I only wish to lean on you, singing and drinking, amidst a profusion of flowers..." Yu Qianqian murmured the familiar melody again and again, but kept vomiting blood.

Today, Yu Qianqian was wearing a snow-white light fur robe. Blood splattered onto the hem of her robe again and again, leaving behind specks of red plum blossoms—a color that was extremely vivid and shocking!

The wind and snow swept across the plains. She and he held each other tightly, remaining motionless for a long time. Only when their figures moved slightly at the last moment did their long black hair dance with the flying snowflakes. In just an instant, the two completely merged into one color, making it impossible to distinguish whether it was snow or silver hair.

Su Yu stood still to the side, his eyes fixed on the two people who were tightly embracing each other. Unconsciously, his face turned pale. He had so much to say, but he was forced to keep it stuck in his throat. He wanted to go over and see her again, but... he couldn't move his whole body. His feet sank deep into the snow, and he couldn't take another step.

Seeing this, even Leng Yuexi, who had been observing from the sidelines, couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat: "Brother Yu, she... they've already stopped breathing..."

"No...you're lying!" Su Yu suddenly yelled at her in a fit of rage, "How could she be dead? She can't be dead!"

“Su Yu…” Leng Yuexi walked around him and grabbed the hem of his robe, trying to persuade him, but she was the one who started crying first. Before she could say a word, she was unexpectedly pushed away by him.

Su Yu's eyes widened instantly, his unusually deep gaze fixed on Yu Qianqian's deathly pale face. A sharp pain shot through his heart. He took a shaky step, murmuring, "Yu Qianqian... you clearly said that because of past circumstances, you've lived half your life in hatred, and that you'd only live for yourself from now on. You've lied to me so many times before, I don't blame you, but you can't lie to me again this time..."

Leng Yuexi sighed deeply and watched him slowly walk towards them. The dim light swayed gently in front of her, making the plain even more tranquil. She could vaguely hear the sound of his shoes sinking into the snow ahead.

In the blink of an eye, a fluffy little fox appeared in her distant vision. Before she could get a good look at it, the fox leaped over and jumped into Yu Qianqian's arms.

Unbeknownst to her, the scene before her eyes began to become strange and unsettling. Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt a sudden, inexplicable panic.