Love you in my whole life

Wait until the car out of the city, Jiang Xinlu knows that his plan in the afternoon is a thorough bubble soup.

In fact, she didn't like the plan to be broken, but in front of Hao Chengsheng, she had to calm down and say, "when will I come back, I have something to do in the evening."

"What's the matter?"

"You don't care."

"Asked your doctor Hao for dinner?"

Jiang Xinlu looks at him in amazement. She really suspects that he has monitored her phone.

At this time, there was no snow on the road. The car was driving fast and the shadow of the tree fell back like lightning. Jiang Xinlu looked up at the distance. The mountain was still vast and white. It looked very spectacular, but the speed was too fast. She didn't have a chance to enjoy it.

Before long, the speed dropped again and the road narrowed. Jiang Xinlu noticed that they seemed to go up the mountain.

"Where is it?"

"Tongmeishan."

Jiang Xinlu knows that this place is a scenic spot in the suburb of Maoshi. She heard that the scenery is very beautiful. She had always wanted to come because it was so close that she always felt that there were opportunities. She delayed it again and again. Unexpectedly, the first time she came here was with Hao Chengsheng.

As the car rolled up the mountain, there was water flowing slowly down the road. It was melting snow water. It was quiet all around, and there was no one. Only Hao Chengsheng, a mentally ill person, could think of this kind of weather.

Halfway up the mountain, there was a small parking lot, but there was no car. Hao Chengsheng stopped the car and Jiang Xinlu followed him. He just raised his head and sneezed.

Hao Chengsheng said, "why didn't you tie the scarf?"

Jiang Xinlu was pulled out of his home, where there was time to tie the scarf, but the silk scarf he sent was in his bag, so he took it out and tied it. His neck was really too cold.

Hao Chengsheng waited for her to tie the silk scarf and said, "let's go."

Jiang Xinlu doesn't bother to ask where he is going, and follows him. He will be satisfied when he comes, because it's useless to think too much.

After walking for a while, he went up the path. There was a lot of snow on the path. He stepped on a deep footprints. Hao Chengsheng turned back and reached for her, "give me your hand."

Jiang Xinlu stood still, Hao Chengsheng's hand stuck in the air, waiting stubbornly.

Two people froze for a while, Jiang Xinlu compromise, she really want to quickly end this obscure appointment, go back early.

Her hand was cold, but his hand was hot. At the moment of holding it, the heat ran back to her limbs like electricity. Jiang Xinlu could not help shivering. Hao Chengsheng looked at her and said, "is it cold?"

"Not bad."

He took her for a while and went to an arbor. The arbor was exquisitely built on a protruding open space, like a giant's hand. However, Hao Chengsheng still took her and passed through the arbor and stood on a rock on the right.

There was no barrier in front of him. His vision was wide. A round of red sun was hanging in the air. In the sun, there were many mountains. All of them were covered in snow-white clothes, like giants in silver armour standing between the heaven and the earth, deep and shallow, far and near, thick and light. For the first time, Jiang Xinlu knew that the purest white could have different colors.

There was silence all around, as if her voice was covered with snow. Jiang Xinlu was standing here, her subconscious breath was lighter, but she felt strange. This was her first time to see the snow on the mountain, but Hao Chengsheng brought her here.

When the wind blows, the nearby branches shake and sprinkle fine snow foam. When the wind blows, the fine snow rises and flies all over the sky, like snow.

At a glance everywhere, it's a landscape of its own. Jiang Xinlu looks at it blankly, and her unhappiness has disappeared.

But all of a sudden, a warm body was pasted behind her. The man's big hand encircled her waist, breathing in her ears. Jiang Xinlu was stiff and wanted to struggle.

The man kisses her earlobe, low voice with threat, "careful foot." At the foot is the deep cliff.

It's really a madman. Jiang Xinlu curses in her heart, but her hands on her waist are closing up all the time. She sticks her tightly into his arms, as if to be embedded.

Jiang Xinlu breathed down and tried to talk to him, "Hao Chengsheng, can you not?"

While the man lingered on kissing her, he simply replied, "No."

"To bring me so far away is to insult me?"

"No

"What are you doing now?"

"Love is hard to control."

He answered so eloquently that Jiang Xinlu was once again shocked by his impudence.

Fortunately, he just kisses her, and there is no unnecessary action. Jiang Xinlu is just licked by a dog, and she stares into the distance. She looks at the moving clouds in the sky, and finds that the cloud is gray, a very thick piece. If you look at it carefully, the sun is gone. Just now it's sunny, and it's overcast in an instant.

This kind of weather is the most unpredictable, Jiang Xinlu said, "it seems to change gas, let's go."

As soon as the voice fell, the man suddenly pulled her over and sealed her lips. He was like a fire, as if he was going to burn her here. Jiang Xinlu was afraid, and against his chest, he refused to obey. He leaned back, remembering that there was a cliff behind him. He was so scared that he bounced back. The man buckled her waist hard, but the kiss became soft, like a snowflake falling down with a little coolness.

Jiang Xinlu thinks it's wrong. Her eyelids pop open suddenly. It's snowing. Large snowflakes are flying around them. The man's eyes are also open. Looking at her in black, it's like a mysterious ancient well. With strange power, she wants to lead her in.

It's dark and snowy, and the man kisses gently, but behind him is a cliff.

How can Jiang Xinlu describe the mood at the moment? They look at each other with their lips close to each other. Ren Feixue falls on each other's heads, faces, eyebrows, Nose Tips, and lips. On one side is his fiery lips, on the other side is the coolness of the falling snow, and his flowing eyes. All this is like a dream with moral meaning.

Although he kisses gently, she feels scared and weird. It seems that in the future, she will be entangled with this devil like man and will never escape

Many years later, Jiang Xinlu still remembers this scene and her fear at that time.

He finally let go of her, probably because of her obedience, he showed a satisfied smile, his thumb gently stroked his lips, which were red and swollen, like teasing a dog.

"How's it going?" He asked.

Jiang Xinlu: "what do you ask?"

Hao Chengsheng raised his eyebrows and laughed, "of course, the scenery here?"

"Not bad."

He leaned over, "or what do you think you're asking? The kiss? "

“……”

"How's it going?"

“……”

"Do you want to be immortal and die?"

This kind of time, Jiang Xinlu is mostly ignored, around him, into the pavilion.