The 101st way to die

Chapter 429 White clothes win snow, heartless and heartless

Stepping on the soft white snow, the little feet are red from the cold, wearing two thin layers of torn clothes.

The big red gown that was on the outside was sewn and mended countless times, and the big pieces were all patches, turning it into a colorful outer gown.

Stretching out his little hand, the snow outside was so heavy that it almost covered his eyes.It was cold and windy, and few people on the street came out, only this orphan girl who had no father or mother stayed outside.

Her little feet stepped on the snow one after another, with an ignorant smile on her face.There are patches of snow on the body and hair.

In this way, the footprints went farther and farther, until someone in front of her blocked her view, covering her with some falling snowflakes.

She raised her head curiously, and raised her head high, but she still could only see a piece of white, and she blinked her eyes and looked at it motionless.

"What did you see?"

A pleasant voice came to mind, and her vision blurred for a moment, as if she forgot to focus.

"I saw a beautiful umbrella."

Her voice is very immature, because she is only five years old.

Nangong Yu also looked up at the umbrella he held up, it was too white, without any other colors or patterns.

After a long time, he whispered: "Oh? I think so too."

His answer obviously made the little girl very happy. She smiled on her red face from the cold, and kept fiddling with the snowman that had just been piled up from the thick snow.

His hands are very white, with slender finger frames, holding the umbrella like a work of art.

He slowly lowered his head, glanced at her from head to toe, and finally landed on the snowman in her hand.

"Aren't you cold?"

The ending sounds a bit suspicious, but it's also deadly.

She nodded obediently, and said in a sweet voice: "It's cold, it's very cold."

But the smile on the immature face remained the same, and she was still very happy to play with the snowman in her hand.

Compared with the innocent and bright smile of the little girl, his expression was always indifferent, as if nothing could enter his eyes or move his heart.

The handle of the umbrella fell from his hand, and he had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, like transparent amethyst.

Looking up at the falling snowflakes, "This year's winter came too early."

The umbrella fell on the snow, and the soft snow collapsed a little, and was picked up by the little girl.

Stand on tiptoe and hold the white umbrella high.

She wanted to hold an umbrella for him, but she couldn't lift it above his head at all, only halfway up his waist.

In the end, the two little hands were tired, and they threw away the pure white umbrella.

He muttered, "Why are you so tall?"

"What's your name?"

He looked down at her who dropped not only the umbrella but also the snowman in her hand.

She tilted her head, her hair was messed up, and her face was covered with filth, making her eyes even more beautiful.

After thinking for a while, she pouted, "They all call me a dirty girl,"

After finishing speaking, she seemed a little unhappy, with her head lowered, and her bare feet kicking the soft snow.

Nangong Yu squatted down, still a head taller than her.He stretched out his hands that were like white porcelain, and gently wiped away the dirt on her face.

Said: "Not ugly, very similar to the one by the Luoshui River."

She grinned happily, this kind of smile was different from the ignorant and ignorant smile just now, as if the smile that she had been accumulating had bloomed at this moment, frozen forever in the snow.

He stroked her head and tapped between her brows, where a drop of vermilion water dripped on her makeup.

"Your name is Luo Qingcheng, and you will definitely be a beautiful woman who can overwhelm the city and the country in the future."

"What is a beauty?"

"Bone powder skeleton, a dream like smoke."

　The last plane, um, what?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)