Where the woman is, there is no wind and snow.

When you look up, the sky above you is as blue as a still sea, and the clouds float gracefully. Under the sky, a large number of white pear blossoms are blooming, and if it weren't for the strong spring here, people would not be able to tell whether the white expanse was snow or flowers.

On a sunny day and in the wind, the huge canopy of trees covered with pear blossoms is connected like a sea of clouds. The floating clouds cruising in the sky are much inferior to the sea of flowers. The breeze blows, conveying the fragrance of pear blossoms, and rolling up countless petals falling from the trees, like heavy snow, but extremely warm and bright.

"What kind of place is this? How can there be such a beautiful view? And how did I get out of the fox pack in a blizzard? Pear blossom wins snow, like a fairyland, even if you lose your memory, you can die in a beautiful fairyland, and you have no regrets......"

The woman quietly stared at the pear blossom snow flying in mid-air, a weak smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her consciousness gradually blurred. In a trance, there seemed to be a few faint and graceful whistles, and then, as if I saw a dark goshawk figure, passing between the pear blossoms and the blue sky, and then ...... Subsequently......

Then a young man, dressed in a red robe, appeared from the pear blossom bush and flew slowly towards her like a god.

"Is he the Grim Reaper? Before people die, they can have such beautiful hallucinations......"

She endured the pain, barely half-open her eyes, and looked at the god who had descended from the sky.

The hem of the man's robe was so long, like a fiery cloud, that it fell on the white sea of flowers. The fiery red rose and fell in the wind, chasing the waves, and the air currents generated by the flight drove a large number of petals to fly and dance, wrapping him like a flame into the snow-white, so that the wonder of the fire in the snow only made her stupid, and she forgot the pain of her body for a while.

Although the man who came was a man, his appearance was more bewitching than any woman in the world. His face was like a goose egg, his skin was as white as the pear blossoms around him, he was born so brightly, but his cheeks seemed to have a sickly crimson. Under the thick eyebrows of the two lying silkworms, a pair of affectionate eyes are as clear as a clear spring. The most striking thing on the face is the two roses and snowy lips, the corners of the lips are slightly raised as if smiling, but they reveal the weakness of floating.

The man came to her, draped in pear blossom snowflakes, and fluttered down. He looked at her with a smile but tears, a look of joy but full of sorrow. He was afraid that her mood would be noticed, so he glanced at her, so he hurriedly turned his head to the side, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, but showed that his hands were as slender as bamboo shoots and as white as jade.

"You're hurt!" The man leaned down and looked at her carefully for a moment, then he spoke, his voice like a finger dropping a string, and gurgling water.

"This ...... It's not an illusion...... Nor is he a grim reaper...... There really was a guy in front of me......"

She was amazed by his fairy-like, but a thousand-fold more enchanting demeanor, and wanted to ask him who he was, but when she opened her mouth, her throat could no longer make a sound, and she wanted to straighten up, and her limbs were so numb that she was unconscious, so she looked at him in amazement, took her injured leg into her arms, pulled up her trousers, attached her red lips, and began to suck out poisonous blood for her.

"Don't ...... No...... Stop......" She wanted to stop him, but with this force, her eyes turned black and he fell into a coma again. (To be continued.) )