Min Rou followed the voice and looked at the place where the accident was at her feet. She narrowed her eyes slightly, crossed countless lights and saw the girl who had fallen into the water.

is her--

Qin Yue?

She struggled hopelessly in the river. She was so thin and small. The cold water of the winter was biting cold. After a while, her cotton coat was soaked in water and became precipitated, just like a stone, dragging her straight down.

The people on the shore still shouted, but no one was willing to go down to save her.

"Ah……"

Minrou sarcastically sneered, and the white gas in his mouth blew out, which was three minutes cooler than the wet and cold air in winter. People in this world have always swept the snow in front of them. Now, in this weather, who wants to jump out and save a irrelevant person?

What's more, she was still a woman. Since ancient times, men and women have been unaccompanied, and by then, things would be cut and chaotic.

Her eyes are extremely beautiful, they are the kind of peach eyes on the end of the eyes, but they also give people a feeling that it is always difficult to get close. What is she thinking about.

The girl was still struggling in the river below her feet. The desire to survive twisted her face, and her neck was raised high, like a swan with a broken neck, her nose was shaking desperately, filling her lungs with air, and her white lips were scary. Min Rou thought, she really wanted to live? After all, there was such a man with her.

What about Moh? In the midst of life and death, where is her patron saint?

Min Rou is very aware of this feeling. At first, she seemed to be squeezed by the endless river water, squeezing the air out of her lungs a little, and the darkness tightly bound her, making her world Seeing no trace of light, it was like being trapped at the bottom of a dark sky, and don't want to climb up again.

At that time, she was not reconciled. She hadn't won Mo-hsuan's heart. She hadn't had time to ask him if he had treated it sincerely, and then he died.

So, at this moment, she is really real, and she is murderous. If Qin Yue is dead like that? Will he look at me more?

A cruel voice at the bottom of my heart told her: No, Minrou, you'll die! Even if Qin Yue is dead, she can still enter the cycle of reincarnation, Mo Feng will find her and continue to protect her, just like hundreds of years before!

Then she was desperate and discouraged, really, Minrou thought, why should she be so clear-headed? Occasionally, let her be capricious once and daydream, that's fine.

It does n’t matter even if the face I faced after the dream was still endless loneliness and the pain of the heart being pierced.

After all, Minrou didn't get through the bottom of her heart. She sneaked quietly into the bottom of the river and dragged out Qinyue, who was already struggling and sinking softly into the bottom of the river, carrying Qinyue from another corner of no one. Come forward.

She no longer breathed, Minrou thought, is this really her fault?

The father and mother taught her to be elegant and kind-hearted, and never think of killing her life. However, this girl fell into the river in front of her eyes today, and only survived her death year.

Min Rou had seen her when she was a child, and she quietly went to see it when she was born. The little skinny group looks like a cat. Anyone who understands numerology knows that such a child has a lot of fate. , Is not a longevity.