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The dwarf picked up a branch from the table and made a circle in the air. The sporadic light spots that appeared out of nowhere chased them from nowhere, followed the direction of the branch, and entered An Jie's mouth.

An Jie's mouth was suddenly filled with swollen words, and he wanted to open his mouth to spit it out, but the dwarf jumped up and slapped his mouth to make him swallow it: "Shut up! Now turn around and go back, Open the back door and speak while standing next to the underground pool, otherwise the spell will expire early, and I won’t help you anymore.”

An Jie quickly covered his mouth, and walked to the direction pointed by the dwarf - behind the steaming cauldron, there was indeed a small door.

An Jie opened the door and went out, and a jade-like pool appeared in front of him.

He walked to the pool and sat cross-legged, and let go of his hand covering his mouth, and the dwarf's incantation came out of his mouth: "Green pool, magical pool,

Lift up the fog,

To reveal the wandering soul,

Let him speak up. "

After An Jie sang, green smoke slowly rose from the pool, and a familiar figure appeared beside him.

It's Snow.

Although the hazy fog blurred his face, he was still smiling as always.

He sat cross-legged beside An Jie, staring at the mist floating in the pool, like two good friends sitting together watching the scenery, accompanied in silence.

After a while, Snow turned his head to look at An Jie.

"Snow?" An Jie's voice was very low, and he even restrained his panting, fearing that if the mist was accidentally blown away, Snow would disappear without a trace.

Snow smiled and nodded to An Jie. His blue eyes were like the night sky, deep and beautiful, and seemed to be full of affection.

An Jie stretched out his hand to touch his face lightly, and he tilted his head with a smile and rubbed it carefully.

Obviously the tentacles are just air, but it seems like they can really touch them.

"Are you ok?"

Snow nodded again with a smile, opened his mouth and tried for a long time before he made a voice like the wind: "What about you?"

"I'm fine." An Jie lowered his head, staring at the pool, not daring to look at Snow, he said, "I just encountered a problem, and I don't know what to do."

After An Jie said this, he was too nervous to speak, he didn't know how to explain himself.

explain what?

——I wanted to save you, but I hesitated whether I should spend seven years for you.

——No, no, I really want to save you, I am willing to face any danger.

— It's just... I'm afraid of time.

Seven years is too long, 360, 760 days, 52 hours, 150 minutes, and the second hand takes [-] steps. An ignorant baby can grow up to be wise, and an octogenarian may Already in the grave, looking at it with human eyes, it is a void and unknown that can't be seen at a glance.

"I want to save you..." An Jie finally said, "But it seems difficult."

"Why do you want to save me?" Snow asked, speaking slowly, as if he was struggling, "It's not worth it. You know, from the beginning until now, I have not treated you very well."

An Jie was taken aback, speechless.

——Yeah, why should I save him?

——Why do I have to save him?

——But...but if you don't save him, Snow will really not be able to wake up again, what should we do?

——He was still so young, he finally got his revenge and got rid of the iron nails in his heart, and it was time for him to be free.

——Well, even if he still has an enemy waiting for him, but... a poor and lonely person since childhood, shouldn't he be happy to make up for it?Why fall into the shadow of death at such a young age?

"Life or death is just a game between God and God of death. Why do you come to participate for me?" Snow said, and he repeated: "I am not good to you."

——Yes, why.

An Jie couldn't answer, he stared blankly at the pool, sat there like a statue, and rubbed his eyes after a long while.

——Yes, you are not very kind to me, but I don't want to care anymore.

——Whether it’s a change in sympathy or I’m just a saint, I really, don’t want you to just disappear like this.

——That's why I'm afraid that if I spend seven years, I won't get the response I want.

An Jie faced the water pool, and saw a lock of ebony-like black hair slowly slipping from his shoulders, and a little heavy breathing could shatter the long hair, because it was a phantom from the mist.

An Jie remained motionless, letting Snow embrace him in his empty arms.

He seemed to hear Snow's steady heartbeat, beating again and again, as if the pace of seconds was constantly moving forward, and it seemed to be saying: "I know, I know everything, what you want to say, I know everything."

An Jie felt that he was too cowardly. He knew that he was not very smart. He was stupid and stupid. He used to cry when he was emotional when watching movies with others. He should be called a motherfucker.

But the shit is now, he even dared to kill people, why did he suddenly have the same feeling of being emotionally overwhelmed by watching a movie?

He rubbed his eyes fiercely until they turned red, and he became angrily and nonsensically angry: "What do you know?!"

Snow chuckled, moved a little distance away from Angela, and tapped his neck with his hand.

An Jie blinked his eyes, and looked at Snow's neck - the white part, what...?

An Jie reacted and touched his neck. After a while, something was wrong with his fingertips - he pulled out a long black hair from his neck.

"what happened?!"

An Jie was dumbfounded, thinking that he was so dull?Logically speaking, when the hair touches the smooth skin, the feeling should be very strong, right?

Then he saw Snow lifted up his hair and made a haircut movement, pulled one from the inside and put it on An Jie's shoulder.

A light bulb lit up in the biu of An Jie's head, and his usually dull brain instantly understood as if he had opened up Ren Du's two veins: "You have been following me with this hair?!"

Snow nodded with a smile.

An Jie suddenly - I rely on it!

——That is to say, I was seen when I was sad about the moon, the wind, and the leaves when I missed someone? ? ?

——When you were chased and ran around in disgrace, you were also being watched? ! ! !

An Jie was so embarrassed that his whole body was going to explode. He was at a loss, his scalp was numb and his hands were shaking like convulsions.

However, Snow calmly pulled the strand of hair from An Jie's hand - An Jie watched helplessly as the strand of hair was collapsed into a straight line in his and Snow's hands.

He subconsciously let go and saw the hair gradually disappearing into Snow's palm. The next moment, he was pulled by warm hands and fell into a warm embrace.

"What's going on?" An Jie was really at a loss, his nose was filled with Snow's breath, which made him feel so nervous that he was about to faint.

"The last bit of devil's power." Snow said with a deep smile, "I want to hug you."

"……Oh."

"Angel."

"Ok?"

"If you can, I hope you can run far away. If you can go to the kingdom of God, that would be great." Snow whispered in An Jie's ear, "but...my heart is being haunted by the devil. Infected, I am very selfish now, I think that in the future... a long time, until the moment before the nightingale comes to my bedside to sing for me, I can see you within my reach... I think, can Make up for the bad things I did to you before."

An Jie's heart was beating so fast that it hurt, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Snow's voice became ethereal: "Anjieer, can I beg you selfishly?"

An Jie didn't have time to answer, so he fell to the ground, the fog in the pool disappeared, and Snow disappeared without a trace.

And when the black hair fell to the ground, it turned into scattered ashes.