if you see snow

Sang Chiyu didn't know how he left Jiang's mansion, and walked out on the street like a walking dead.It was already daylight, vendors set up stalls, and shops opened one after another.The world is so noisy, he walks alone, silent as a ghost.At the end, he stopped and found that he had unknowingly returned to Su Ruhui's home.

He is like a ground-bound spirit, going around in circles, always inseparable from Su Ruhui's side.

After standing outside the door for a while, he gently opened the door, walked through the courtyard, and entered Su Ruhui's hut.The bright white sky shines through the mullioned windows on the cold kang.The bedding is covered with snow-white cat fur, and there are also pillows, which cannot be washed clean.

Endless heartache slowly hit his whole body, every movement of him felt like a knife was scraping his bones, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.He recalled the black street night market a few days ago, Su Ru had a smile as bright as the morning sun, and his eyes shone like stars.Su Ruhui hugged him and said he loved him.He wished that time would stay at that moment and never flow forward.

He couldn't blame Su Ruhui, after all, Su Ruhui was also a victim.The culprit is Jiang Xueya, they have been in love with each other for decades, Su Ruhui respects her the most, why beware of her tricks?What's more, Sang Chiyu couldn't figure out why Jiang Xueya acted like this?She has always been upright, even if she disagrees with him making friends with Su Ruhui, she should be open and honest, and persuade her with kind words.

Maybe he should just walk away, but he couldn't move.After more than ten years of misses, Su Ruhui spent so long withering, how could he let Su Ruhui bear the pain caused by Jiang Xueya alone?Maybe he should forgive Su Ruhui. Dajing 48 Prefecture is open to people, and Erlang picks up people in his room at the age of fourteen or fifteen. Many couples seem to be in harmony with each other and play their own way. Since Su Ruhui's mistake was unintentional, why should he be so harsh?But the scene of Su Ruhui embracing others on the bed was seared in his mind, like a stick in his throat, and he couldn't help but care about it.

He opened the window and sat alone in the snowy wind, waiting for the grief and anger in his heart to calm down a little.The cold wind calmed him down a bit, he took out the compass to contact Su Ruhui.

Su Ruhui didn't respond.

Are you still awake?He frowned, and left a message to Su Ruhui, "Su Ruhui, take care of Jiang Xueya and that trickster. You return the yard to Jiang Xueya. We pack our bags today and go back to the Black Street."

Forget it, as long as Su Ruhui broke off with Jiang Xueya, he will not pursue this matter.He went to the kitchen to make a pot of honey water, simmered it up, took it back to the room and let it cool, ready to give Su Ruhui a hangover.After finishing the work, he sat by the window, staring at the heavy snow in a daze.After a while, there was still no news from Su Ruhui.He tilted his head and looked at the compass on the table.

The sun was high, Su Ruhui should wake up, why didn't he reply?He began to hesitate, Jiang Xueya and Su Ruhui were like brothers and sisters, maybe forcing Su Ruhui to cut off contact with her might be a bit of a force.Su Ruhui has always attached great importance to friendship, and he certainly cannot let go of the decades of friendship.Sang Chiyu suppressed the boredom in her heart and continued to wait, but the compass still did not move, and the gate of the small courtyard was not pushed open.

He turned on the compass again, paused, and said, "Come back first, let's talk."

He can accept Su Ruhui's visit to Jiang Xueya during the New Year and holidays, this is the last concession he can make.

His heart was in turmoil, and he had to do something to calm his grief.He washed the dirty dishes in the kitchen and put them in the cabinet.He went back to the house to tidy up his clothes, put the panties he had made before into the cupboard, rolled up the socks and put them in Duobaoge.Finally, I went to tidy the bed and cleaned the white cat hairs on the bedding one by one.

Wait, cat hair.His hand stopped suddenly.

Su Ruhui in the small building in the Jiang Mansion doesn't have cat hair on her body.

This is not right, he sheds a lot of hair, whether it is Su Ruhui's pajamas, military officer's robe, the jacket he usually wears, or the linen satchel that he carries with him, they are all covered with his cat hair.It is useless to change and wash frequently, the clothes have just been washed, just hug him, and the robe will be covered with hair again.Su Ruhui had a headache for a long time, but couldn't help but get close to him.That guy has always been extremely lazy, so he simply ignored the cat hair.

But he clearly remembered that Su Ruhui didn't have cat hair on his body just now.The linen satchels, jackets, and moccasin boots strewn about in the small building of Jiang Zhai have no cat fur.

why?

There is only one explanation: those things do not belong to Su Ruhui.

Jiang Xueya designed Su Ruhui, just to drive Su Ruhui apart from his relationship, so why change Su Ruhui's belongings?Sang Chiyu looked back at the compass on the table, the honey water was completely cold, and Su Ruhui hadn't replied yet.

Something is wrong, everything is wrong.

Sang Chiyu's heart was a little heavy, he opened the compass and contacted Ananda.

"Master Sang?"

"How is Shentu?" Sang Chiyu asked in a deep voice.

"Still sleeping, since I slept last night, this lazy dog." Ananda said, "Hey, lazy dog, wake up, the sun is drying your butt! ——" Ananda paused and became flustered Get up, "Sang, Mr. Sang, it seems to be dead."

Sang Chiyu's eyes shrank suddenly, and his heart was shocked.

He remembered that Su Ruhui said that once Shen Tu put on the mysterious collar, Su Ruhui died, and Shen Tu died too.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sang, I saw it lying down and thought it was asleep. I promise, no one has touched it, and there is no wound on its body. Wait—" Ananda's voice became surprised However, "He seems to be alive again, but he is only breathing out but not breathing in. Mr. Sang, do you want me to find a doctor to treat him?"

Sang Chiyu clutched the compass tightly, her fingertips turned white.

Layers of chill rose from the bottom of my heart like frost and spread in my cavity.The pale Su Ruhui in Jiangfu Xiaolou reappeared in front of his eyes again.He remembered that he called Su Ruhui, but Su Ruhui didn't respond.Reminiscing back, he seemed to be in that dark wing again, slowly opening the crimson bed curtain.Jiang Xueya stood by the screen, staring at him for a moment, with her fingers resting on her waist.The eyelids of the charming man on the bed moved slightly, clearly pretending to be asleep.The atmosphere is like taut strings, and the killing intent is hidden in the morning snow.

It was he who was so angry that he didn't notice these suspicious abnormalities.There are four people in the room, but only three breathe.

He realized with horror that Su Ruhui on the bed was a cold corpse.

Only now did he know what he had missed.Su Ruhui was killed, and Jiang Xueya killed him.Sang Chiyu's heart seemed to be strangled by someone, bleeding profusely.He grabbed Kuyue and stood up, his hands shaking from the scabbard.

Shen Tu is still alive, Su Ruhui is still alive.He forced himself to calm down, took out the talisman of Wuxiang Dharma Gate, and returned to the gate of Jiangfu.The servant at the gate panicked when he saw him appearing suddenly, and came up to meet him and asked, "Why is Mr. Sang here again?"

He turned a deaf ear, drew his sword and rushed into the mansion, according to the memory of the early morning, all the way into the small building where Su Ruhui stayed.Kicking open the door, the wing room was empty, and the bed was as clean as new.There were chaotic footsteps behind him, the guards in the mansion had already received the news, and rushed over, ready to fight him.Sang Chiyu held the knife in his backhand and laid it across the neck of a servant.

"Where is Su Ruhui?" His eyes were as cold as frost.

The guard rushed forward with a roar, his knife was as fast as lightning, and the light of the knife was like rolling snow.Sang Chi Yu Muxue stood in it, as if Shura was evil.He put the point of the knife against the boy's heart, and said word by word: "Answer!"

The little servant's legs were weak, and he forced a smile: "Mr. Su left early, didn't you run into each other?"

"Lie." Sang Chiyu had no time to deal with him, took out a dagger, and nailed his hand to the door panel, blood gushed out like a fountain, the servant's face was distorted, and he wailed mournfully.Sang Chiyu asked again: "Where is Su Ruhui?"

The little servant cried out: "The villain doesn't know, the villain really doesn't know!"

Pure Land is still imprisoned by Sang Chiyu's secret technique, and he cannot read minds.Sang Chiyu's heart fell into the abyss, and he knew that the longer time passed, the more dangerous Su Ruhui would be.

"Where is Jiang Xueya?" He asked again.

The boy stammered, "Your Excellency has gone to court."

He made a decisive decision, turned back and went outside the mansion, when a soft voice stopped him.

"Sir, wait a minute." At the end of the corridor, a beautiful man was saluting him.Sang Chiyu recognized him, he was lying in Su Ruhui's arms this morning.He said warmly: "Su Ruhui was in the Kunlun Mass Burial Mound, and he was still breathing when he was buried. Maybe it's too late for you to find him now. If it's later, I'm afraid it's going to be cold, and he won't be able to last long." .”

Sang Chiyu frowned, these guys seemed to be very afraid that he would go looking for Jiang Xueya.

He said coldly, "How do I know if you're lying? It's better to find your master."

The man was really flustered, and said: "Young master's swordsmanship is superb, and the secret technique is superb, how dare I deceive you? The mass grave, do you know where it is, the place where many monsters are buried. I unlocked the 'Pure Land' and gave it to you." Your Wuxiang Dharma door talisman, how about going with you?"

He held out the talisman, and at the same time the "Pure Land" was lifted, and Sang Chiyu felt the invisible imprisonment disappear instantly.

Mystery · mind reading, silently activated.

Su Ruhui's pale face appeared in front of Sang Chiyu's eyes, and Sang Chiyu saw that the knife on his neck was ferocious, and his flesh and blood were turned outward.At that moment, Sang Chiyu's heart stopped beating, all voices seemed to be hoarse at this moment, and her chest was in severe pain.

calm.He tried his best to concentrate and read the man's heart.Soon, he heard Jiang Xueya's order from the man's heart——

"Quietly, let's bury him in Kunlun."

He didn't lie, Sang Chiyu flashed in front of him, grabbed his arm, opened the Dharma door, and led him to Kunlun Mountain.

The wind and snow hit Sang Chiyu's face like a fierce knife.The mass graves were full of the skeletons and remains of monsters. It was the middle of winter, and the corpses decayed slowly and were frozen hard. Many corpses were frozen together by ice and snow.There are too many corpses. The secret sect has been clearing away the monsters hidden in the snow mountain for days. All the corpses were thrown in this ravine. The thick snow covered the traces of the Jiang family's servants burying the corpses. It is impossible to tell where Su Ruhui was buried.

"Where is it buried?" Sang Chiyu asked.

The man smiled leisurely, "Holy Son, you have the blood of the demon clan flowing in your body. One day, you will return to your mother clan."

"Where is Su Ruhui?" Sang Chiyu grabbed his neck.

"I don't know either," the man bit the poison sac between his teeth, "I have already beheaded the servant who buried Su Ruhui, and no one in the world knows where he is in this mass grave. Son, take your time looking for it." .”

Blood flowed from his lips and dripped on the back of Sang Chiyu's white hand.His eyes lost their light and were as dull as glass beads.He was delaying Sang Chiyu's time, he was afraid that Sang Chiyu would go to Jiang Xueya for revenge.But Sang Chiyu had no time to think about the tricks of the monster clan. He dropped the corpses and staggered into the corpse mountain, digging corpses one by one.One person was too slow, so he called the monks and gangsters from the mine.The Wuxiang method can only last a few breaths, and there are not many people who can be sent. The two method mystics from the Great Compassion Hall and the Bliss Square exhausted their strength and only sent 30 people to help.

Sang Chiyu didn't dare to ask about Shen Tu's status, he was afraid of hearing the news that Shen Tu was dead.Shen Tu's death meant that Su Ruhui was dead, and he didn't dare to think about it.He was shoveling the snow like crazy, his nails were broken, and the blood was frozen between his fingers.He can't feel the cold, can't feel the pain.Su Ruhui's pale face and the horrible wound on his neck kept appearing in his mind.Su Ruhui was buried alone in the snow, how cold he must be, how painful he must be.

Looking at one face after another, it wasn't Su Ruhui, not at all.Sang Chiyu looked around helplessly and called out his name, "Su Ruhui! Where are you? Answer me!"

"Boss Su!" The gangsters also shouted, calling one after another.

No one answered, only the sound of wind and snow in the mountains, indifferent and desolate.

After digging for an entire hour, some people gradually stopped to rest.In such a cold day and buried in the snow for such a long time, there is basically no hope of survival.Someone persuaded Sang Chiyu to give up, but Sang Chiyu turned a deaf ear.The corpse on the top layer was dug open by Sang Chiyu, revealing the rotting corpse underneath.The pale bones were exposed in the wind and snow, and the empty eye sockets seemed to be mocking Sang Chiyu's helplessness.

He was wrong, Sang Chiyu was full of sorrow, why couldn't he always protect Su Ruhui?Why did he always let Su Ruhui die alone in the cold winter?

After digging up more than 100 corpses, Sang Chiyu's bloody hands finally touched the hard coffin board.His whole body was shaken, and he crazily dug away the snow and dirt.The monk and the gangster heard the movement and rushed to help.The coffin boards were lifted, and Sang Chiyu saw Su Ruhui inside.Su Ruhui was like a pale paper man with bloodless face and closed eyes.He had a communication compass in his hand and three spirit stones in his palm.Sang Chiyu hugged him tremblingly, brushing away the snowflakes on his eyebrows.

His body was so cold that he looked like a man made of ice and snow.Sang Chiyu couldn't hear his breathing, nor could he feel his heartbeat.In an instant, the world seemed to be empty, and the wind and snow fell into the empty world, and also fell into Sang Chiyu's heart.

"Su Ruhui." He hugged Su Ruhui's cold body, trying to warm Su Ruhui with his own body temperature.

Perhaps the essence of the world is a sea of ​​bitterness. He once caught a boat and carried him away from the floating waves, but now the boat broke and he sank again.He looked at Su Ruhui's cheek, as if he had fallen asleep, Su Ruhui's face was serene and quiet.

"Su Ruhui, wake up." He kept calling.

It was just futile, Su Ruhui closed her eyes, her lips were pale, and she didn't respond.

Ananda stepped forward and said shyly, "Mr. Sang, Boss Su has already gone, you must not make any more mistakes, take care of yourself."

"Yes," said the hooligans, "Mr. Sang, my condolences."

Sang Chiyu hugged Su Ruhui, still like a sculpture.

Ah Bian: "The top priority is to find the murderer who killed Boss Su and avenge Boss Su. Take heart!"

Everyone persuaded him softly, but they didn't dare to move him.Sang Chiyu was fixed there like a rock, holding Su Ruhui in his arms without letting go.He neither weeps nor grieves, his grief is silent and silent, like a soundless snowstorm, burying himself.After a long time, the silent man finally raised his head and cupped Su Ruhui's pale cheeks.Fluffy snowflakes perched on Su Ruhui's eyebrows, forming a shallow layer.He gently wiped off the snowflakes for Su Ruhui, tucked Su Ruhui's hair behind his ears, and straightened his clothes.Then he tore off the strip of cloth from his lapel, and wrapped it around the hideous wound in Su Ruhui's throat.

He will seek revenge and kill the shameless traitor.Then turned into a kitten, curled up in Su Ruhui's arms to accompany him to rest.His soul will run hard to catch up with Su Ruhui's footsteps in the long dark night, and they will never be separated again.

Su Ruhui, wait for me.

The palm slid across the back of Su Ruhui's neck, and he suddenly felt three rough cavities.Sang Chiyu was taken aback, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the three spirit stones in Su Ruhui's palm.

Sang Chiyu suddenly remembered that Su Ruhui's body was a super-grade meat puppet, which needed spirit stones to drive it.

Sang Chiyu didn't know the super first-grade meat puppet, let alone why Su Ruhui dug out the spirit stone in his body.But the only thing that is certain is that Su Ruhui will never do meaningless things at the moment of life and death.

An unbelievable guess slowly emerged in his mind, yes, he remembered that there was an underground freezer in Bliss Square, which was used to store meat puppets that had not been activated by spirit stones.Low temperature can cause harm to the living body and inhibit breathing and heartbeat, but if the meat puppet stops functioning by itself, it can tolerate low temperature instead.The first-grade meat puppet is like this, will the super-first-grade meat puppet be different?

Sang Chiyu helped Su Ruhui up, picked up the spirit stone in his palm, and inserted it into the groove on the back of his neck.The three spirit stones returned to their positions, blue spiritual power was poured into the artificial meridians of the meat puppet, and under Su Ru's dark and pale skin there was a little glow like a firefly.The flow of light was fleeting, and Su Ruhui's eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

As if 1 years had passed, an inaudible hoarse whisper sounded in my ears:

"Yu'er...don't cry..."

Sang Chiyu hugged him tightly, tears falling into rain.