Wang Ling's daily life

Chapter 29 Love Chronicle of Zhanmen Winter Camp ([-])
After quietly accepting the shoulder cup, Wang Ling always felt as if he had done something bad.

He didn't understand why Sun Rong was so focused on imitating his notes, carefully collecting everything he sent.

Even if it's just a small toffee, the girl is insured.

With such a mood now, Wang Ling felt as if he could feel it.

Although this cup was not given by Sun Rong herself, it is a very precious gift.

Can't say why.

It's just that Wang Ling felt that way in his heart.

After washing and returning, Wang Ling looked as if nothing had happened on his face, but his heart beat inexplicably accelerated.

He put the "shoulder cup" in Wang Tong's space.

In this world, there is no safer place than Wang Tong's space.

It's just that if it comes in that way, it's like this cup, which is equivalent to carrying it with you.

It must be known that in the past, the only thing that Wang Ling was qualified to carry with him was crispy noodles.

The degree of cherishment can be imagined.

"Wang Ling, let's go."

After waiting for a long time, Sun Rong's familiar voice came from outside the tent.

The girl changed into a set of blue and white women's thermal sportswear, as youthful and beautiful as ever.

When Wang Ling opened the tent, he saw Lotus Sun braiding her hair.

She gently bit a red rubber band with her mouth, and combed her flowing black hair skillfully.

In the blink of an eye a ponytail has been braided.

Wang Ling suddenly discovered that the appearance of the girl in his memory did not seem to have changed.

Everything is as it is in memory...

Wang Ling looked a little dazed, and suddenly felt a little coldness on the tip of his nose and cheeks.

The sky actually started to snow.

"It's snowing, that's great." Sun Rong said happily.

Wang Ling's mood at this moment is the same as that of the girl in front of him.

Probably all southerners will have a slight sense of surprise when they see snow.

"My God! It's snow!"

"Great!"

Near the camp, as expected by Wang Ling, many people screamed.

Under the condition of falling snow, if the snow poles appear at the same time, everyone will be lucky to witness a seven-color snow with magical romanticism.

Zhou Ziyi looked at Wang Ling and Sun Rong in the distance, and at the same time stretched out his hand to feel the soft and cold feeling of snowflakes falling on his palm.

This snow was not what he designed.

Zhou Ziyi felt that this year's winter camp could be described in three words: "time, location, and harmony".

As if everything has been calculated, all the romantic conditions that are conducive to the atmosphere of love appear in front of everyone one after another.

Based on Zhou Ziyi's judgment, there should be quite a few people who have passed the Zhanmen winter camp this year.

Of course, what he wanted most.

It was his teacher and teacher's wife who could make things happen.

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In the early morning, there is an endless stream of people climbing Yufeng Mountain.

There are not only those in the camp below, but also many tourists who come here admiringly.

Most of them are couples.

The [-]-meter Yufeng Mountain has a very high altitude.

The air above is thin, and practitioners with low realms are prone to lack of oxygen.

Almost halfway up the mountain, everyone's pace began to slow down, and they had to take a break after taking a few steps.

In order to take care of some low-level cultivators, a lot of oxygen inhalation points and rest stations will be added at the position halfway up the mountain for the cultivators to replenish their physical strength.

Along the way, Wang Ling and Sun Rong looked at the scenes of the lovers and cultivators going up the mountain, supporting and relying on each other.

The mountain road is very slippery, and it is not uncommon to fall and sprain.

Sun Rong watched a boy walking forward with a girl on his back.

That sweet feeling seems to permeate every snowflake nearby.

However, even if you are envious.

But the height of Yufeng Mountain may be a challenge for others.

For Wang Ling and Sun Rong, it was just as simple as walking on the ground.

Hypoxia does not exist...

It's too deliberate to sprain...

On the way up the mountain, Sun Rong couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

She suddenly felt that sometimes the cultivation base is too high, it seems that it is not a good thing...

For example, at times like this, it feels like a necessary link is missing.

But after thinking about it, Sun Rong felt that her thoughts were too naive, and even she couldn't help laughing out loud.

Not surprisingly, Wang Ling and Sun Rong were the fastest group to reach the summit.

Throwing away a large part of the team behind.

At this moment, the top of the mountain is empty.

Xueji has not yet appeared.

Only more violent snow.

When Wang Ling walked to Sun Rong's side, he saw that a thin layer of snow had fallen on Sun Rong's shoulders and hair.

"Cold."

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and caressed the girl's cheek, which seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, very cold.

The unexpected touch suddenly made Lotus Sun's face hot.

"I'm not cold." Sun Rong shook her head and replied with a smile.

There was a smile on her face.

Will she be cold?

Of course it won't be cold...

Because as long as he is with Wang Ling.

Her heart is always hot.

The snow on the top of the mountain was bigger than Wang Ling imagined.

There is no end to the wandering.

Wang Ling simply set up a spiritual barrier to protect them from each other.

Because of the barrier, snowflakes cannot fly in.

For a while, even the sound of snow seemed to be much quieter.

At this time, between the heaven and the earth, the two of them enjoy the peaceful space on the top of the mountain alone.

They waited for a few more minutes, and the snow gradually decreased, followed by a pink-white streamer that suddenly lit up from the sky in front of them...

The long-awaited beauty finally showed its brilliance without hesitation at this moment.

When the white snow on the top of Yufeng Mountain was affected and turned into a beautiful cherry pink, everyone couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Wang Ling! Look! It's really Xueji!" Sun Rong suddenly became excited.

"En." Wang Ling responded softly.

Like the girl, it was the first time for him to see Xueji's real appearance in person.

The scenery in front of me is really too romantic, just like those magical blockbusters with special effects that appear in movies, far more visual impact than the feeling when I saw it on live TV.

The streamer emitted by Xueji is like a silk, like a light veil, like an old rope that can bring all those in love closer together...

"Wang Ling, do you know...the probability of Xueji appearing is very low. It is said that the person who can see Xueji for the first time will be favored by God, and the rest of his life will be very happy."

"En." Wang Ling nodded.

Sun Rong looked at Wang Ling, and at the young man's serious eyes after hearing the legend.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak in the end.

She didn't know if Wang Ling felt the same as herself at this time.

At least for this moment.

She felt that she had never been so close to happiness...

(End of this chapter)