"I see." He took the hand of the sleeping girl resting on his chest and murmured softly, "If you were still here, you would definitely ask me to help him, wouldn't you?"
He could almost picture her smiling and nodding in front of him; after all, she had loved Qingyu so much a long time ago.
He sighed, kissed her cold lips, and took the crystal-clear bead from her clasped hands. With his sigh, her body turned into a pile of bones in the blink of an eye.
Beauty fades and bones turn to dust in the blink of an eye.
Xiaoxiao stood up, covered her mouth, and cried out.
He said, "Didn't you want the Ice Crystal Fruit?"
Xiaoxiao looked at the ice crystal fruit he offered, hesitating to take it. She said guiltily, "I didn't mean for this to happen..."
"You must understand, you have to give up something to gain something." There are gains and losses. He understood this principle sixteen years ago. He then said with a light laugh, "Someone is waiting for you down the mountain."
Xiaoxiao was momentarily confused, but she quickly remembered that it was that man. Her cheerfulness from when she arrived vanished, replaced by a dejected tone as she asked, "Then what will you do?"
"I am what I am meant to be." His expression relaxed, revealing a sense of peace.
Xiaoxiao finally accepted the cold ice crystal fruit, holding it tightly in her hands. "Uncle... I will come to see you again in the future."
He didn't look at her, but calmly gazed at the red-clad skeleton, and said softly, "You should leave."
She turned around and slowly walked out of the ice cave. Standing at the entrance, she couldn't help but look back one last time. Apart from the sound of the wind carrying fine snow, she couldn't hear anything else.
With a sense of loss that she couldn't quite understand, she clutched her collar and retraced her steps down the mountain. Not far from the foot of the mountain, a man had been waiting for her for a long time. He was tall and elegant, his dark robe understated yet unable to conceal his aloof and refined aura. Even in the icy snow, his elegance and nobility were undeniable. It was as if there was a wall around him, and no one could get close to him.
But just as the girl ran over and threw herself into his arms, the wall collapsed.
Xiaoxiao brushed the snow off his shoulder and scolded, "You're not feeling well, why did you come here?"
“If you hadn’t run away from home on your own, I wouldn’t have had to come here.” Beneath his long, slightly curled eyelashes, his eyes revealed a deep sense of helplessness. “Xiaoxiao, I’ve told you that you’re all grown up now and you shouldn’t be hugging me like this anymore.”
Just as Qingyu pushed the person away, she pounced on her again, saying, "It's cold here, it'll keep me warmer by holding you."
"Xiaoxiao..."
"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, you call me that every day, but I never see you smile?" She pouted and held out her hand, as if showing off, "Look what I got?"
Qingyu was slightly taken aback, then said in a deep voice, "He actually gave it to you."
"Qingyu, do you know that man in white?" she asked, puzzled.
After a moment of silence, he touched the top of her head and said, "I don't know her."
"Oh..." Xiaoxiao didn't suspect anything, but then she showed a sickly expression.
Qingyu asked, "What's wrong?"
"I just saw how much he loved his wife, and I thought to myself, if you could love me like he does, I'd die happy..."
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Qingyu grabbed her wrist and hissed.
She had never seen him so angry before, and a sense of fear crept in. "Qing...Qingyu...you scared me..."
She seemed about to burst into tears. Qingyu paused. In the past, he would unconditionally surrender when she cried, but this time he didn't. He pulled her into his arms tightly and said in a low voice, "Xiaoxiao, listen carefully, I will never treat you like he did."
"Why?" she asked, looking up at him with a hurt expression. "Don't you like me?"
Because he would rather hurt himself than go down the path of driving her to her death.
Qingyu didn't like her looking like she was about to cry. He lowered his head and finally couldn't help but kiss her lips, even though this intimate gesture made him want more. He said softly, "You will live to be a hundred years old. We and they will never be the same."
"Mmm..." Her face flushed, her mind filled with bubbles of happiness, so dizzy that she couldn't think straight, and whatever he said went.
Qingyu smiled and said, "Let's go home."
She nodded obediently, "Okay."
He led her by the hand across the icy plain, leaving a trail of footprints in the snow, which were quickly covered by the wind and snow.
Shortly after the man and woman left, a loud sound suddenly rang out. Amidst the swirling snow, a towering snow-capped mountain collapsed, the wind howling like a mournful cry. Soon, buried by the snow, everything returned to calm.
However, the snow in the northern region seems to be falling even heavier.
...
In a ward at the best hospital in City A, doctors and nurses had been busy for a long time. When the monitor finally showed that the patient's heartbeat had stabilized, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
After the others had slowly left, leaving only the two of them in the room, the middle-aged man finally couldn't hold back any longer and grabbed the young man by the collar. He roared, "I told you, your methods don't work!"
The thin man slowly pried the hands off his collar. He was wearing a doctor's white coat over a shirt, and he was straightening his slightly wrinkled collar as he said unhurriedly, "She'll be alright."
His calm demeanor ignited the fury of the person opposite him. "My daughter almost died!"
"I won't let her die." He said gently, a slight smile playing on his lips, which was extremely handsome. However, unseen by anyone, a dark light slowly emerged in his cold eyes. He hadn't had enough of entanglement with her yet, how could he let her die like this?
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Author's Note: Nangong Li was once Xue Ran's executioner, killing many people, so he will live in pain for the rest of his life. However, he has Guan Yueyue by his side, Qingyu has Xiaoxiao, Shanya has Mu Liunian, and Sun Yidao has wine to drink every day... Everyone's ending can be said to be happy, except for Xue Ran, because he always has to pay the price for the things he does when he is bored. As for the final snow mountain collapse, I don't know if he died. Readers can guess for themselves, but I think this is the best ending.
I did consider making the story a happy ending, where Feng Guang uses the system's power to travel 500 years in time, meets Xue Ran, and prevents these tragedies from happening. But that's a different story, and we're doing a quick transmigration, so it wouldn't be good to waste more ink on this story...
Hehehe, I don't like writing sad stories, so to heal my wounded heart, I'm going to let loose (laughs). The next story will be about sex, and the central theme is just that: everything is for the sake of sex. Passengers who get carsick, please skip the next story.
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