The young husband let out a long sigh and wrapped the weeping baby in swaddling clothes, layer upon layer, his eyes full of love and parting.

Then he took out a handkerchief from his bosom, which must have been the object of love that his young wife had embroidered with her own hands before he got married.

He tore the handkerchief in two, and then shoved half of it into the baby's swaddling clothes and gave it to the neighbor who had been secretly wiping his tears and had come to help.

Although he hardened his heart, there were already faint tears in the corners of his eyes, and then, making a final kiss on the baby's face, murmured:

In any case, just leave it to fate, perhaps, you will be picked up and adopted by a rich family, even if you are a maid in their house, it is better than freezing to death and starving to death in a poor family like us.

The neighbor who took the swaddling clothes is over half a hundred years old, although he has seen such a thing more than once, and even done it more than once, but there is still an unbearable look in the wrinkles on his face.

However, he had to take the swaddling clothes and throw the child away.

Because he knew that the young husband was right.

However, in such a cold and snowy place, what kind of people will pass by, and how can such a child happen to be picked up.

Perhaps, the reason why he said that was just a comfort to himself.

The old man disappeared into the vast wilderness with the child in his arms, and in just an instant, the merciless wind and snow had swallowed them in the vast silver world.

When the old man and the child had disappeared, the young husband picked up the baby, who was still lying naked on the ground.

He hugged him so tightly, tightly, as if he wanted to use his body to bring a touch of warmth to the child.

Since this child can endure the cold of this ice and snow world now, then he can share the weal and sorrow with them in the days to come, life and death.

In fact, even he clearly knows that at this moment, the child he is holding in his arms can endure the cold without crying.

It turned out that it was only because she was too young that she had passed out from the cold, so she didn't cry.

The young wife took the baby from her husband's hand, which was already purple from the cold, and was almost cold, and hot tears immediately poured down, one drop, two drops......

It dripped on the baby's body.

The expression on her face didn't know if it was happiness, pain, or ......

The snow, I don't know when it stopped.

The snow stopped, the weather cleared, and I don't know when spring will return, only to see countless petals, red, white, pink...... Surround this hut.

The hut was surrounded by the chirping of birds, and I don't know if they were singing or reciting spring poems.

In the blink of an eye, the flowers began to wither again, and countless fruits peeked out of the lush foliage, peeking into this new world, full of curiosity and fear, as if full of hope and happiness.

The astringent fruity fragrance reflected the golden confusion in the white gardenia stamens, and then, with an unknown sigh, there was laughter and hope in the hut.

The flowers bloom and fall again, just like the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

Day after day, year after year.

One day, two days...... One year, two years...... Or eight years, ten years.

Year after year passed silently, and the hut became more and more dilapidated.

Not far away, on the barren hill of the birch forest, there are also two new graves, and there are still crows on the branches who are screaming noisily, kill, kill, kill......

It seems to be the same snowy weather, just like that snowy day many years ago, cold and cold, and the whole birch forest is shrouded in the smell of death.

The difference is that on that snowy day many years ago, there was a deathly tranquility, but on this snowy day many years later, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from the otherwise peaceful birch forest.

In such a weather, in a place like this, who would come here?

Nobody knows.

However, the sound of horses' hooves became clearer.

In an instant, I saw that in this vast silver world, a red bright spot suddenly appeared, like a plum blossom blooming in the snow.

A horse, a person, a petite and lovely girl wearing a red cloak suddenly appeared outside the birch forest, with a bow in her left hand, an arrow in her right hand, and a mink fur.

And the rouge horse under the crotch is even more energetic and healthy like a dragon.

It seems that this is a rich lady who ran out to shoot while it was snowing.

Perhaps it was because her horse was too fast, so after a fierce gallop, she left her retinue far behind and came alone into the wilderness.

However, the countless desolate graves and dead forests in front of her did not make her feel frightened and panicked, and even made her feel ...... There is an indescribable emotion.

It seems to have a bit of a sense of déjà vu.

It was the first time she had come to this place, but why did she feel this sense of déjà vu, and it grew stronger as the horses advanced.

The graveyard, the woods, the hut in the distance, and even the snow in the sky covered everything here, as if they had seen it somewhere.

Was it in a dream, or had she lived here in her previous life?

Thinking of this, she suddenly retracted the reins and told the rouge horse under her crotch to walk as slowly as possible, so that she could see the familiar world more closely.

At this time, the crows perched on the branches with mottled fur, or the sleepy-eyed rabbits hiding in the hollows of the tombs, or the wild deer hiding in the bushes to fend through the snow, perhaps frightened by the sight of her bow and arrow, suddenly became chaotic in the woods.

Crows flew around, rabbits jumped, wild deer ran around, and the ground was covered with silver snow that was kicked.

And the sudden chaos of the scene made the rouge horse a little overwhelmed, and the ground kept going in circles, and kept roaring with joy, no matter how much the girl tried to help.

It was good that she didn't scold the reins, but as soon as she strung so hard, the originally docile and gentle rouge horse ran like crazy, kicking the silver snow all over the ground, and almost tearing her off from it.

The girl on the horse panicked.

However, the rouge horse, who was suddenly frightened and went crazy, couldn't hold it back, and couldn't jump.

The rouge horses began to gallop over the wilderness, which was full of dead forests and graves, and they were slammed......, slammed There were large clumps of white foam gushing out of his mouth.

It was a plain, with no cliffs or valleys, and perhaps she would have stopped when she had put her arms around the horse's neck and waited for it to get tired.

However, unfortunately, just when she thought of these moods and relaxed a little, a trench appeared in front of her.

The trench may not be very deep, and if she fell into it, she would have broken one of her arms, or broken one of her legs, or scratched one of her peach faces.