She was tired and didn't want to delve into it anymore. She just let the past fade away with the snowflakes. From now on, she would just depend on Xiao Guoer for everything.
She stretched out her hand, and snowflakes landed on her palm. Because of her body temperature, the snowflakes gradually melted into snow water. There was a bit of desolation and sadness in her eyes. This time, she would not run away. Remember, remember clearly, to prevent him from hurting her again.
Although, every breath I took was so painful that it felt like it was pierced by a knife.
Suddenly, the snow did not fall on her shoulders. She turned back with some curiosity, but saw Xiao Guoer with a fox fur coat on her shoulders and an umbrella in her other hand. Xiao Guoer's originally short arms and legs were stretched several times longer with magic power. Obviously, such thin legs could not support her for long, but it made her feel warm in her heart.
Jiuxi curled her lips slightly, put on the fox fur, took the umbrella from Xiaoguoer, and smiled with relief, "Let's go."
Once I leave, I won’t look back.
Xiao Guoer was breathing out big breaths of hot air. Seeing the smile on her mother's lips, she couldn't help but smile too. She recited a spell and quickly changed back to her original size. She followed Jiuxi skillfully.
Although he wanted to keep going, he was still very cold. Xiao Guoer stretched out his arms and said, "Mom! Hug me!"
Jiuxi deliberately slowed down her pace. Looking at Xiaoguo'er's red nose from the frostbite, she suddenly smiled. It was even more beautiful than the snowy scene. She squatted down and teased, "Who said he was a man a few days ago? Now he still needs his mother to hold him?"
Her eyes were filled with deep and sweet doting.
Xiao Guoer retracted his arm as if he was holding back his anger, and solemnly quickened his pace. He walked around Jiuxi and ran quickly forward. Perhaps because of the heavy snow, Fengdu City was deserted today, and everyone stayed indoors. Xiao Guoer ran very happily.
Jiuxi also quickened her pace, fearing that the little ancestor would accidentally fall. The mother and son, one in front and one behind, looked so harmonious.
On the second floor of an inn, a man sat by the windowsill, his green clothes hanging down, his black hair stained with a bit of snow-white luster. Looking at the two figures, a warm smile spread across the corners of his mouth. He spread out the scroll and added a few strokes to the painting. The woman's skin was as shiny as pearls and jade, her eyebrows were as black as distant ink, and her delicate lips were gently curved. In front of the woman, a child was smiling happily.
Later on, because of this winter playful painting, the man became a leading figure among Kyoto's literati, and his fame even spread to the palace.
But the man had been to Fengdu City many times and had never seen the woman again.
After the man became a ghost, he saw those green-faced, fang-toothed ghost messengers with a hint of regret in his eyes. He looked at the painting hanging on the wall again and was about to ask the ghost messenger something when Little Juhua followed his gaze and saw the painting. Puzzled, she walked over to the scroll, carefully examined the woman's face, and exclaimed in surprise, "How could a mortal like you be able to depict the face of our Lord Pluto!"
And at the bottom of the scroll, it was printed with "Made in Fengdu".
Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem so incredible. This man must have accidentally caught a glimpse of the appearance of Lord Pluto when he went to Fengdu.
The man's family gathered around his long-cooled body, and he beamed with joy. "Sir Ghost Messenger, I often wondered if I was dreaming when I saw her that day. But today, I finally realized that my life wasn't absurd at all!"
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