The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Wei Rou obeyed obediently.

The cellar door made a muffled sound, and when it opened, Gu Xi also turned to the side.

At this time, all the snow accumulated on the cellar collapsed.

"Boom" sound.

Wei Rou stood a few steps away, dumbfounded.

If she hadn't stood farther away, she might have been crushed to death by the snow.

The steps near the cellar door were covered with snow.

When Wei Rou was in a daze, Gu Xi had already walked over and hugged her horizontally.

"I'll carry you up."

Boots creaked on the snow.

Wei Rou lay on Gu Xi's shoulder, watching the footprints falling one after another on the steps, feeling a little subtle.

"Husband."

Wei Rou seldom yelled like that, so that Gu Xi staggered when he heard it.

He quickly stabilized his figure, his voice was so stiff that no emotion could be heard.

"what happened?"

Wei Rou noticed his strangeness, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"I just thought of a sentence suddenly, I wonder if you have heard it?"

Gu Xi continued to walk up.

"Tell me, maybe you have heard of it."

Wei Rou's eyes turned to the outside, the ground was covered with silver, the land was covered by the collapsed snow, and there were still snowflakes floating in the air.

"If he was in the same shower, he would be considered gray in this life. You say we are also in the same shower now, do we count as gray?"

When Wei Rou said this, she stretched out her hand under the sky, let the fluttering snowflakes fall on her palm, and felt the cool temperature.

But Gu Xi stopped suddenly.

He turned his head to look at Wei Rou on his shoulder, with a rare serious expression.

Wei Rou just turned her head to look at him, and couldn't help being stunned seeing him like this.

"What... what's wrong?"

Gu Xi looked at Wei Rou firmly, and said, "Whether it's Linxue or not, it won't change that we will grow old together."

His tone was so firm that Wei Rou stared at him blankly, a little moved.

Perhaps only death can separate them.

No, not even death.

Thinking of this, Wei Rou raised her head and kissed Gu Xi's cheek.

"I was wrong, no matter what happens, we will grow old forever."

Only then did Gu Xi calm down, and lowered his head to kiss the top of Wei Rou's hair.

"Trust me, I will do it."

Wei Rou buried her face in Gu Xi's arms, and responded in a low voice.

Of course she does.

Otherwise, how could she be reborn in this life?

How could there be a chance to know that Gu Xi was silently giving behind his back?

With such a husband, what can she ask for extravagantly?

After coming out of the cellar, the surroundings were covered with snow, and it was impossible to judge the direction at all.

"How do we go now?"

Looking at the scene in front of her, Wei Rou couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Gu Xi's sense of direction has always been good, he roughly judged the direction based on the way he came, and continued to walk deep into the snow mountain with Wei Rou in his arms.

There are also animals crushed to death by the avalanche on the road, their bodies partially exposed.

Wei Rou couldn't bear to watch, how many people died in this avalanche.

Gu Xi noticed Wei Rou's shrinking, and hugged her tighter.

The two walked a certain distance, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

The snow was gone, and the snow-capped mountains disappeared, replaced by bare ground, and even the surrounding temperature rose sharply, becoming extremely hot.

Wei Rou: ...

We've just experienced a severe winter, and now it's going to be a severe summer, right?

This is indeed a style that only exists in hell.

Not long after Gu Xi walked out, he was already sweating profusely.

While wiping his sweat, Wei Rou coaxed him: "Let me down, I'll walk around by myself, it's too hot for you to hug me."