After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

The cold wind howled like an angry beast.

It swept across the skin with a chilling aura, relentlessly penetrating every inch of skin, making one feel a bone-chilling cold.

Snowflakes fell like cold knives, swirling and scattering across the earth.

Each snowflake is like a sharp dagger, dancing in the air and gleaming with a cold light.

Despite the terrible weather, Shen Shuchou's small figure still stood under the eaves.

His figure appeared so thin in the cold wind, yet it revealed a stubbornness.

His gaze was fixed on the door, as if behind that door lay someone of utmost importance in his life.

His little face, red from the cold, was filled with worry, like a dark cloud, adding a touch of heaviness to his originally tender features.

He was waiting for Luo Shisan to return, and every minute and every second of waiting made his heart clench more and more.

Although Shen Shuchou plays the role of a younger brother in this life, after seven years of spending time with Luo Shisan, Shen Shuchou sometimes subconsciously treats Luo Shisan as an older sister.

During the time they spent together, Luo Shisan's care and attention were meticulous, and her warmth and possessiveness were deeply imprinted in Shen Shuchou's heart.

"Hey! Go eat first! I'll go look for her."

At that moment, a figure in green slowly walked to Shen Shuchou's side.

Qingyu looked at Shen Shuchou, a strange light in his eyes.

Seven years ago, Qingyu had a feeling that Shen Shuchou often showed an expression that did not match his appearance.

His eyes sometimes flashed with a deep look, and sometimes revealed an indescribable complex emotion. Because Qingyu was a cultivator, she saw this more keenly than Luo Shisan and Leng Chaozhi.

Qingyu once suspected that Shen Shuchou might be a reincarnation of a demonic cultivator who deliberately approached Luo Shisan. Although this method was rare, it did exist in the strange and wonderful world of cultivation.

This suspicion continued to grow in Qingyu's heart. Several times she even wanted to end Shen Shuchou's life with a single sword strike to prevent future troubles.

But every time she saw Luo Shisan's genuine happiness, she chose to give up.

Qingyu knew that Luo Shisan's long-awaited happiness was hard-won, and she also knew what kind of place Shen Shuchou held in her heart.

Qingyu didn't want to ruin the beautiful image in Luo Shisan's heart because of her suspicions, and she didn't want Luo Shisan to become the same as before.

But she still kept a close eye on Shen Shuchou, even when he was sleeping every night.

As long as Shen Shuchou shows the slightest sign of abnormality, as long as Shen Shuchou poses a threat to Luo Shisan, Qingyu will no longer have any scruples and will directly draw his sword.

However, as time went by and Shen Shuchou grew up, Qingyu gradually gave up her original idea.

She had witnessed the relationship between Shen Shuchou and Luo Shisan firsthand; their genuine feelings were undeniable. For now, she simply assumed that Shen Shuchou was just a child who was different from others.

"You're still young and easily catch a cold. Come inside with me and have something hot to warm you up."

At that moment, a warm hand gently enveloped Shen Shuchou's small, trembling hands.

Shen Shuchou turned around and met Leng Chaozhi's gentle gaze.

Just as Shen Shuchou was about to speak, he heard a "crack" sound from not far away, which sounded particularly abrupt in the silent snow.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful figure that had been waiting appeared in the three people's field of vision.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Shen Shuchou immediately broke free from Leng Chaozhi's warm hand, his small face, red from the cold, filled with joy.

Those longing eyes lit up instantly, like dazzling stars in the night sky.

He braved the swirling snow to greet that beautiful figure, his expression not a pretense to deepen Luo Shisan's impression of him.

It wasn't simply for the sake of playing the younger brother in this life, but rather out of genuine joy.

Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Luo Shisan is no longer the naive thirteen-year-old girl she once was. Time has left its mark on her face, but it has also given her a unique charm.

Now, Luo Shisan's face has lost its former naivety, replaced by a stunningly beautiful appearance.

Her skin was as white as snow, with a faint blush, like a peach blossom in full bloom in spring.

Her eyes were like stars, with a deep and captivating quality that drew people in.

She stood in the wind and snow, dressed in a white dress.

Snowflakes drifted down, gently landing on her shoulders and the hem of her skirt, yet they could not conceal her ethereal beauty.

The cold wind whipped through her hair, but it couldn't dispel the tenderness and determination in her eyes.

She is like a white plum blossom blooming in a world of ice and snow, noble and enchanting.

At this moment, Luo Shisan was carrying a rectangular box in his hand and a bundle on his back.

Upon seeing Shen Shuchou, a tender affection welled up in Luo Shisan's eyes.

"It's so cold outside, why don't you come inside and warm up?"

Luo Shisan slowly stretched out his arms and gently embraced Shen Shuchou's cold body.

Snowflakes danced wildly around the two of them, gradually forming a pure white curtain.

The two cold bodies felt a touch of warmth as they embraced.

This slight warmth was like a candlelight in the darkness; though faint, it was enough to dispel some of the cold and fear.

They embraced tightly, as if trying to merge each other into their own lives and jointly resist the onslaught of the swirling snow.

Shen Shuchou also felt Luo Shisan's warmth, and his body trembled slightly, as if expressing his inner emotion.

He looked up into Luo Shisan's eyes, his gaze glistening with tears, and said, "Because I want to wait for my sister to come back with me."

Upon hearing this,

Luo Shisan didn't speak, but he tightened his grip slightly.

Not far away, the two women's gazes pierced through the snow, quietly watching this heartwarming scene in the cold winter.

"Hey! These are some new pastries from the capital. Here, have some. Also, your sister made you a dress. Try it on later and let your sister see if it fits."

Luo Shisan smiled gently.

In Luo Shisan's mind, what child doesn't like sweet pastries, especially since this one is brand new?

So even though it was snowing heavily, she still went out to buy some for Shen Shuchou to try and make him a piece of clothing.

They slept on the same bed every day, and were very familiar with every part of Shen Shuchou's body, having touched it all and knowing exactly what size he wore.

Shen Shuchou received the pastries and bundle, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He never imagined that his life would be turned upside down.

Perhaps due to physical factors, or perhaps due to other factors, Shen Shuchou suddenly felt that he was particularly dependent on Luo Shisan, like the female protagonist in his previous three lives, while Luo Shisan had become Shen Shuchou.

At this moment, Shen Shuchou suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Luo Shisan.

In this icy and snowy landscape, the dirt stains on the back of her white skirt stood out conspicuously.

Even a red mark appeared on her face, which didn't look like it was from the cold; it looked more like it was caused by someone.

The falling silvery snowflakes seemed to add a layer of mystery to this strange discovery.

Shen Shuchou stared intently at the marks, a bad premonition rising in his heart, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

When Luo Shisan saw that Shen Shuchou was staring at her face, she immediately turned her head away without making a sound.

Her movements were swift, as if she wanted to hide the unusual traces, not wanting her younger brother to worry, nor wanting Shen Shuchou to see this scene.

Then she changed the subject, saying, "I'm going to change my clothes. You should eat the pastries while they're hot, or I'll spank you if you haven't finished them when I get back."

Luo Shisan's voice was soft but carried a hint of feigned sternness, an attempt to mask his unease.

Say it!

Luo Shisan turned and left, her white figure gradually blending into the swirling snow.

Her figure was light and graceful, her steps quick and hurried, and her white skirt fluttered in the wind like a light snowflake.

The swirling snowflakes grew denser and denser, soon completely engulfing her figure and disappearing from sight.

Shen Shuchou was left staring blankly in the direction she had left, his heart filled with doubt and worry.

Ugh!

Shen Shuchou sighed inwardly, then opened the box.

Instantly, the aroma of pastries wafted through the cold air, and the sweet fragrance filled the surrounding air.

Shen Shuchou actually hated sweets, but this was bought by Luo Shisan after all.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally put it in his mouth and took a small bite.

However, at this moment, the sweet pastry tasted bitter to Shen Shuchou's taste buds.