The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Xue Meng was lying on the ground. When he was drunk, he was confused. He did not know that he had already met the biggest devil in the world. He still fell on his back in the snow, and the snow of the Kunlun Mountains was falling and falling, like the spring catkins, the autumn flowers, covering him.

I don't know how long it took, someone held a bright red paper umbrella and approached the snow. Xue Meng was blindfolded, and then he saw a cold face.

"plum……"

Xue Meng screamed, the words snow contained never said, he was too tired.

"Well, it's me." Mei Hanxue didn't talk much, and he lifted him from the ground.

Xue Mengyu was on the shoulders of Mei Hanxue, but he did not leave. Instead, he asked: "Is there wine?"

Mei Hanxue said: "No."

Xue Meng did not hear: "Well, then you accompany me for a drink?"

"...not drinking."

Xue Mengjing for a while, smiled slyly: "You see this dog thing, I don't drink before, you licking me to drink, this time I drink, you said to me again. Play me?"

"I don't want alcohol."

Xue Meng muttered a few words, and it sounded like he was swearing. Then he pushed open the plum with snow, and walked deep and shallow into the vast snow. Mei Hanxue took an umbrella and looked at him and even had some sly backs. He didn't catch up, just asked: "Where are you going?"

He didn't know where he was going. He only hated enough wine and couldn't drunk himself.

Mei Hanxue said: "Come back, there is no way ahead."

Xue Meng stood still, he stood there, and after a while, he suddenly burst into tears: "I want to drink some wine! You don't let me drink! Don't drink, don't drink, you still Lie me to say that you avoid alcohol! Are you a person?!"

"……I did not lie to you."

Xue Meng couldn’t listen to it. He said, "Is it human?"

"..."

"I don't feel happy in my heart, can't you see it?!"

Mei Hanxue said: "See it."

Xue Meng was awkward, and then he was even more wronged. Even the tip of his nose was red: "Well... well, I don’t see it with me. Are you afraid that I will not give you money? I am with you. Say, actually, I am not so poor..."

He said that he really went to the pockets and took out a bunch of broken pieces of copper to go back and forth several times. It was even more sad when he clicked on it: "Ah, why are you so?"

Mei Hanxue helped the forehead, obviously it hurts a bit: "Xue Meng, you are drunk. You should go to rest first."

Xue Meng has not yet answered, but behind him there is the footsteps of Shasha.

Another gentle and elegant voice sounded: "Big brother, what do you think about a drunk person?"

The voice fell, and a hand with a crepe jacket stretched out, carrying a sheepskin bag and a silver bell on the wrist. Mei Hanxue slanted the scorpion and turned back -

Behind him, he stood exactly the same as his birth, but his face was full of smiles and his eyes were very gentle.

"In fact, there are only two ways to get drunk." The man smiled, "I fainted him, or stunned him."

Mei Hanxue: "..............."

The man said, Chongmei covered the snow with a wink: "Know that the big brother avoids alcohol. Go back, I will accompany him."

The light cyan thin smoke rises, the man dances the soft room, the deep feelings, but the confusion.

The master bedroom of the Snow Palace is filled with a strong and expensive dragon scent. It is covered with white fluffy carpets everywhere, and one foot is stepped on without ankles. The gauze confession is confused with the sun and the moon, and the wind blows. The wind falls and the curtain is covered.

Mei Hanxue barefooted and supported his head, lying on the white velvet carpet, and the white toe of the jade was smashed at random, and a pair of jasper eyes looked at Xuemeng, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him and drinking.

After the wine was over thirty, Mei Han Xue smiled and asked: "Hey, Zi Ming, are you not surprised?"

"What are you surprised?"

"We have two people."

Xue Meng: "...oh."

Mei Hanxue shook his head: "I forgot that you have a very poor amount of alcohol. After being drunk, your head is about the same as ordinary people. No surprise or surprise."

Xue Meng: "Hey."

"I don't know if you are aware of it. It was my big brother who was blocking the sword for you that day."

"I can't think of it."

Mei Hanxue said: "You have seen his weapons, hurricane. A sword cast by silver and black iron."

Xue Meng frowned and thought for a moment: "...but on the hall that day, the people who blocked me were ugly. The weapons are not silver, yes...yes..."

"It's blue." Mei Hanxue nodded in disappointment. "Because he was angry that day, he was very anxious, so he injected the stream. Usually he didn't pay much attention to it. My brother didn't really like it. Squatting."

"..."

"The sword is actually used by us. I am the wooden water core. He is the water and fire core. If you have the chance, you will see the three streams of green, red and blue, but..."

He did not say it, because Xue Meng did not seem to have much interest in this. Xue Meng began to drink his own wine after half listening, and his expression was faint.

Mei Han Xue narrowed his eyes.

He suddenly felt that Xue Meng was like this, and he did not seem to be flying in the air, but there was a hint of coldness. This kind of coldness makes Xue Meng not like himself, but like another person.

But who is it like?

Mei Hanxue couldn't think of it for a while, and he didn't bother thinking. He has been doing the same thing with the squirting smoke of this Swiss brain gold beast, lazy, wherever it floats, if it is boneless.

Xue Meng drank a sheepskin bag and asked Mei Hanxue: "Is there still this wine?"

"Yes, but you have already drunk too much and can't do it anymore."

Xue Mengdao: "I am not drunk in a thousand cups."

Mei Hanxue laughed: "Are you sick?" But he handed the wine to him. He warmly said before: "This is the last pot. If you give it to me, teach me my brother knows, I am not alive." ""

Xue Meng slowly drank and looked very cold.

He is not like Xue Meng.

Drinking and drinking, Xue Meng suddenly whispered: "You have a brother."

"Ah." Mei Xue Xue laughed. "Otherwise, it has been said for a long time, and you have only seen it."

Xue Meng’s eyes were a little erratic, and the eyelashes were long, like a butterfly, and he murmured, “I also have a brother.”

"Ok, I know."

Xue Meng leaned on the pillars, sitting cross-legged for a long time, some hemp, he straightened one leg and stared at Mei Hanxue for a while.

Suddenly, the cold look on his face disappeared, and instead he was wearing a brilliance, but under the glory, Xue Meng was still not like Xue Meng.

He smiled and asked: "Hey, how is your brother waiting for you?"

Mei Hanxue is a little surprised by his transformation. Is this person drunk? But still said: "...very good."

"Ha ha ha, you really cherish the words like gold, how good is a good law? Will he cast weapons for you, or will you cook a bowl of pasta when you are sick?"

Mei Hanxue smiled and said: "No, but he will block women for me."

Xue Meng: "..."

"I don't really like to watch the old lover crying." Mei Hanxue said, "The ones that can't cope with it are all for me. He does things much more than me. There is no feeling, no muddy water. But he is nothing." Interesting, so a lot of age, even a girl's hand has not been taken."

Xue Meng wrinkled his nose: "What is your brother?"

"Mei Hanxue."

"same as you?"

"The word is different." He smiled. "He is cold and cold, so deserved."

Xue Meng said: "You want to make this out of the moth..."

Mei Hanxue said: "It's easy to act, there are things, it's no surprise that two people do it, but if everyone thinks it is from one person, it will be very inscrutable. The palace owner intends us to do this, so from childhood Just take me and my brother."

He said, uncovering the oven cover, picking up the silver spoon and fiddling with the embers inside, and filling in some of the spices that the gods used to drive the cold, the voice is very soft.

"I have always been carrying a human skin mask with him. When he put it on, I will show people with real things. When I change it, he will act with real body, and it will be more than twenty years."

"You are not tired?"

"Not tired, it's very fun." Mei Hanxue smiled. "But my brother probably feels tired. He always said that I owe too much debt outside, so that he has to go around the women." Take it away."

Xue Meng did not realize the taste of being surrounded by women. In fact, he felt that he and Mei Hanxue’s Xiongtai situation was similar. I didn’t even touch the woman’s hand.

But there is nothing to show off in this kind of thing. He then drank dryly, silent, not snoring.

When Mei Hanxue was drunk, his mind was not normal, but he didn't want to be this time. Xue Meng suddenly asked him: "Why save me?"

The tone has changed again, this time it has become very gentle.

This kind of gentleness appeared on Xue Meng’s face. It was too violent. It was more glaring than the previous Can’s, earlier indifference.

Mei Hanxue finally couldn't stand it anymore. He sat up and raised his hand with a silver bell. He grabbed Xue Meng's chin and turned around and looked at it. "It's strange, I am right, how is it going?" ”

Xue Meng did not struggle, and he stared at himself. A pair of black lacquered eyes quietly looked at Mei Hanxue. After a while, he asked: "Why help me to die? I am familiar with you?"

"Not too familiar." Mei Xuexue said, "I played with you when I was young, but the person who played with you, one day is me, one day is my brother. In fact, I have only been with you for ten days."

"Why are you willing to take me?"

Mei Hanxue sighed. He stretched out a long finger and poked the wrong Xue Meng's eyebrows: "You are a mother and aunt, saved my mother's life.... She is a broken leaf city, you know the broken leaves. After she gave birth to our brother, she sent us to the Kunlun Snow Palace. Later, the city was in a state of sorrow, and the death and injury were heavy. She managed to escape, but broke a leg."

The newly filled spices have a cedar fragrance.

Mei Hanxue smiled and said: "Along the way, there is no silver. When I came to the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, I was already swallowing up."

His eyebrows are still very soft, and the red drops of water between the foreheads are shining.

"At that time, Uncle Xue and Aunt Wang came to Kunlun for a first time to visit. They saw my dying mother, did not ask her to live, did not collect her money, he treated her with the best medicine, and learned that she was After looking for the child, she also carried her on the Kunlun Mountains."

Xue Meng was speechless and listened attentively.

After a while, he asked: "So, what about your mother?"

"The disease is too heavy." Mei Hanxue shook his head. "Returning to the sky, it is still gone.... But the blessing of the aunt's aunt, we saw her last side."

A little wind came in from the outside, the smoke in the house was scattered, and the wind was ringing.

Like the sound of water.

"In these years, my uncle and aunt have always said that they don't have to say anything, just to raise their hands. After they have come, they have even forgotten about it, but I still remember it with my older brother." Mei Hanxue raised his eyes and calmly Looked at him.

Time has passed for a long time. When he talked about this matter, the pain was lingering, only mild.

"On that day, it was Xue’s father carrying my mother, and Aunt Wang was holding an umbrella next to him. They were afraid that my mother would suffer from the cold again. The uncle’s aunt entered the temple and said the first thing, not the official business of death and death. I don't want to form an alliance with the Snow Palace or make a good deal. They ask, is there a pair of twins from the city?"

The pale gold eyelashes hang down and cover the clear water.

"To tell the truth, that's what I have seen in my life, the best head and the head lady."

Xue Meng choked: "I am a mother..."

Mei Hanxue "hmm", said: "You are a mother."

Xue Meng buried his face in his palm, his shoulders trembled a little, and he was crying again. The tears of this life seemed to be exhausted in the months of this fall apart.

He cried, and he finally changed back to Xue Meng's appearance.

At this time, Mei Hanxue remembered it -

Fang Cai, he said coldly, "I am not drunk in a thousand cups."

He calmly asked, "Do you have a brother?" It was a light rain.

He softly said, "Why save me." That is Shi Mingjing.

He tried hard and awkwardly remembered their appearance, recalling their bit by bit, smiling, sitting or standing, or angry or annoyed.

In the past, he used to have the coldness of Chu Xiaoning, the burning of the ink rain, the gentleness of the teacher, the former master, the cousin, and the best friend.

Suddenly, the rain hits Ping, and the mountains and rivers are broken.

The rain stopped, only he was still in the same place.

They have all disappeared.

Xue Meng alone, carrying a pot of turbid wine, drinking, a person became three.

He cried, smiled, cold, hot, gentle, he liked them, respectfully expressed his likes, expressed his affectionately, and expressed his love awkwardly.

He thought that he might not have expressed it well. His love for the Master is always very dull. The love of my cousin always seems sharp. The love of the teacher is always very light.

After the wine was finished, Xue Meng slowly picked himself up. He shrank himself so small and his eyes were red.

He said: "I am not good... I am not doing it..."

Come back.

I am no longer arrogant, no longer mad, no longer hesitate, no longer ignore.

Xue Meng whimpered, his forehead pressed against his knees, and the whole person shivered in detail. He cried. He said, "Come back... don't leave me alone."

If you can return, if everything can be done from scratch. He does not want the reputation of the arrogant son of heaven, and does not want to be the majesty of the Lord.

He just wants to tell them directly and enthusiastically -

I am really, really love you, can't live without you, and I am related to you all my life.

Willing to use the spiritual core, willing to spend thousands of dollars.

I wish you all the best. For the sake of the replacement of the old man, a greedy joy.

Mei Hanxue saw him mourn, sighed low, raised his hand on his deafness, was trying to say something, and suddenly heard a loud bang outside the palace, like a thunder running over a heavy cloud, a big earthquake.

This tremor lasted for a while, as if a giant beast was waking up in the depths of the snowfield, and it was necessary to breathe and squirt at any time.

Mei Hanxue’s heart is not good. He settled in Xuemeng and was about to go out. He saw his brother holding a sabre, opened the gauze, and strode in.

When the big brother's face was condensed, it was extremely gloomy: "Go to the hall immediately."

Mei Hanxue said: "What happened? Just what was it?"

His cold brother, who had always been cold, licked his lips and said: "There is a huge mysterious circle in the northeast. I am afraid that the Mozong master said that it was right, and the time and space are going to open."