As time passed, the countdown for Xia Xiao to stay in Zhenxun was getting closer and closer to zero. So Xia Jinghong didn't tell him about Xia Xu, just hoping that he could spend the last time happily at home. Just like Ah Zhu often said, it's unknown when he will come back next time, maybe a few months later, that's a short time, maybe it will be several years. In fact, it's good to be able to come back, they just hope that Xia Xiao will suffer less.

Most people in the world are the same. The shorter the time, the more they cherish it. The scarcer the things, the more precious they are. Just like many people do not go home for many years, they start racing against time before their parents and brothers die, wanting to see them for the last time. I wonder if it is because of the sense of ritual or because they really miss them?

It's a tragedy, but everyone is imitating it. Xia Jinghong and Xiao Rong are not that kind of people. They put aside everything to accompany Xia Xiao, and Ah Zhu is always by her side, which makes Xia Xiao feel uncomfortable. But there will be plenty of time to be alone in the future, so there is no need to force yourself to be alone now.

Winter was deep, and a heavy snow curtain rolled over the night sky, whistling and whipping, driving away the last traces of residual heat, making this already solemn city white.

When the snow came, the wealthy families would bring pots of charcoal, and make the already not-so-thin quilts a few inches thicker. Every day, they would wash themselves up without boiling hot water.

Such families are comfortable in any season, but they are a minority after all. Most of them keep their doors and windows tightly closed. A few damp wood roots make the whole house full of black smoke, but they only heat a small area on the kang. Such places are mostly children's paradise. Take a few pieces of wood that the carpenter doesn't want, and you can build a big house in your dreams.

Xia Xiao's life at this time was better than many other families. There were sounds of reading at home every day, and comfortable calls from massage every night. When the night was deep and the candles were solidified, if you listened carefully, you could hear some lingering sounds of **. Xia Jinghong and Xiao Rong were speechless when they knew about it, but Xia Xiao, this kid, wasn't he afraid of something happening?

Xia Xiao, who had no experience, was really scared, so she stopped at the right time. But time was something that Ah Zhu could not keep even if she kept her eyes open. Her mind was full of the reality that Xia Xiao would leave, so whether in dreams or in the daytime, tears would flow from her eyes in an instant.

Since Xia Xiao needed her ability to leave the academy, they have been getting closer from two strangers, and then established a relationship and looked forward to the future together. Although Ah Zhu is weaker than Xia Xiao, he has always been there, and they have never abandoned each other. But now they are separated, and the most exaggerated thing is that there is no hope of returning.

Xia Xiao and Ah Zhu hugged each other in the backyard and watched the snow. The peach trees were covered with white snow, as if they were covered with pear blossoms. However, the pear blossoms were too dense, weighing down the branches, and the fruits were too numerous to harvest. However, Xia Xiao and Ah Zhu only enjoyed the scenery and ignored everything else.

On rainy days, the sound of rain covers up the noise of the world, and on snowy days, the white snow buries the noise, and everything is extremely quiet. The maids who change tea hide in a corner of the corridor and dare not speak. When they see someone coming, they quickly stop him. They carefully stick their heads out to see the Third Young Master and Miss Azhu. They are like a fairy couple, wearing snow-white cloaks, staring at the yard for a long time. The trees and stone tables have all turned to snow. There is no impurity in the snow, and its pure appearance is somewhat like themselves.

The night was bright because of the snow, not to mention the day. The backyard without a single footprint made Xia Xiao and Ah Zhu feel peaceful, and they didn't think about anything for the time being. But after a long time, the light snow fell again, making Ah Zhu's eyes extremely confused. The heavy snow fell from the sky, continuously falling in front of his eyes, without asking him how he felt, causing him to blink, and another tear as big as a bean slid down.

"Only two days."

Two days later, they were thousands of miles apart and had no news. By then, she couldn't even sense Xia Xiao's presence. Xia Xiao didn't take off the wristband, but raised his hand and said:

"When one day you suddenly feel me through it, I will be back."

Ah Zhu nodded, and Xia Xiao sighed in his heart, but the determination in his eyes was not moved by a single tear, nor was it disturbed by the heavy snow.

The time was approaching, Xia Xiao frowned, like two unsheathed swords. He knew what he was going to face, and was a little afraid at first, but now he was calm and seemed ready to deal with everything.

He had seen the abilities of the Yun people before, and now he was using fighting as defense and advancing as retreat. He took this step forward not because of others, but because of the darkness under the shadow of the snow. In the small shadow, there was a place for them to stay, so he wanted to walk in and become a special envoy.

Xia Xiao went from the Xia Mansion in Zhenxun, from the mountainside of the academy, and from the carriage of the First Church and the expectations of his predecessors. He would rush into the dark world with a knife and an umbrella, trying to reverse everything, cruelly dig it open, so that snowflakes could float in, sunlight could shine in, and people could see it.

Since a few days ago, the number of times they ate at home could be counted on one hand, so even if it was early, the four of them would eat together. Although Xia Xiao felt that this was a bit bad, Ah Zhu did not refuse, and he did not say anything. Anyway, there was not much difference, but Ah Zhu had to wash his face first.

This girl is quite strict with him, saying that he must pay attention to hygiene, but she herself doesn't pay attention to it. Everyone is like this, and their expectations of their lovers are higher than their own.

Every night, the family would sit together and drink. Although they would not get completely drunk, they would be almost drunk. Usually, after drinking, they would excrete the alcohol after waking up, but in the past two days, as soon as they returned to their rooms after drinking, they would quickly sober up. Time is something that needs to be used bit by bit.

Ah Zhu hugged Xia Xiao tightly and lay on him to sleep. Fortunately, Ah Zhu was not heavy, otherwise Xia Xiao would not be able to bear it. He fell asleep under that little weight, and when he woke up, he couldn't help but feel sad, even more intense than usual. Because by this time tomorrow, they would really have to say goodbye.

They are leaving tomorrow, so Xia Xiao will start packing during the day. However, Xia Xiao doesn't have much, and he doesn't even want to take the knife with him, for fear that it might be damaged in the dark.

In the evening, Xia Jinghong informed the emperor as planned, and he reported it to the teachers of the college. While he was notifying everyone in a hurry, a good show would be staged tomorrow morning, and Xia Xiao was the protagonist and director.

The faces of the Yun people must be extremely ugly. Qing Xunzi and the vice president are somewhat expectant. Shameless guys, fortunately they were taught a lesson by Xia Xiao, otherwise they would still feel a little uncomfortable. As people related to Xia Xiao, the two of them must come forward, but they are not in a hurry and will wait until dawn.

The people of Yun were not as slow as them. After hearing the news from the talisman array, they hurriedly looked at the map and began to rush to the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty, Yinxun. They came with the dawn in the sky and suddenly landed in the palace, scaring several eunuchs to wet their pants. But Si Yi had been waiting for a long time. At this time, he was wearing a heavy cloak and walked slowly out of the Golden Palace.

"Where is Xia Xiao?"

"It's on the way, please wait a moment."

"Then prepare some hot tea to entertain us."

The four people from Yun Country, except Wang Shixing, were also powerful practitioners. But the person on the right who spoke at this time had a disrespectful tone, which made Si Yi raise his eyes, and the cold light showed the power of the emperor's holy dragon, and the coldness went straight to his bones.