After walking in the wind and snow for a long time, Feng Qingyang stopped.
Approaching the edge of the snow-capped mountain, another hundred feet ahead would lead to sinking into the depths.
He really wanted to see what kind of magic the place of three-colored snow lotus that Lingxi was determined to pick at all costs had. This was also the reason why he brought her here.
But when he approached the foot of the snow-capped mountain, he hesitated, turned around and looked at Lingxi whose cheeks were flushed. He didn't know where to start the words that had been brewing in his mind for a long time.
Is it gratitude? Or something else
She went to the snowy mountains to snatch the tri-colored snow lotus from the mouth of the companion beast, regardless of the danger to her life. What kind of feelings did she have at that time
Feng Qingyang was very grateful. Without her, he would probably still be suffering from the poison. Could all this be repaid with just simple gratitude
The two looked at each other. When Chu Lingxi saw Feng Qingyang's deep gaze, her pretty face flushed. Although she was a little shy, she could not hide the joy in her eyes. She had a faint smile on her face and no one knew what she was thinking.
"Do you know why I brought you here?" Feng Qingyang said softly.
"I don't know." Chu Lingxi shook her head and looked at Feng Qingyang beside her. This was the first time in her life that she looked at a young man so seriously.
Feng Qingyang also looked at him deeply. She looked very much like Zhu Xuezhu, with a faint ethereal aura that made her look so beautiful and charming, especially in the heavy snow. Her red cheeks, big twinkling eyes, and the unconcealable shyness in her eyes made Feng Qingyang suddenly feel that it was Zhu Xuezhu standing next to him.
"What are you looking at, you silly guy." Chu Lingxi's face flushed red. She did not avoid Feng Qingyang's captivating gaze. Instead, she blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes like a palm-leaf fan, and asked with a soft laugh.
Feng Qingyang came back to his senses and looked at her, a hint of melancholy suddenly flashed through his heart. After all, the other party was not Zhu Xuezhu, she was Chu Lingxi, the little granddaughter of the patriarch of the Dongtian clan.
"Nothing, I just want to see where the three-color snow lotus grew," Feng Qingyang smiled slightly, without letting go of each other's hands, and walked slowly towards the direction of the snow-capped mountains.
Behind them, Chu Jun followed him silently. Although the wind and snow were strong, it still couldn't block his eyes. He watched Feng Qingyang and Chu Lingxi walk up the snowy mountain, and he knew what that meant.
He didn't want to come, but thinking about the situation his little sister was about to face, he was extremely worried. For his little sister's safety, he could only follow them silently like a light bulb.
He knew that Feng Qingyang had discovered him, and only his silly sister would be so unaware and foolish as to let him lead her away at will.
He had a complicated expression on his face, and suddenly he had the urge to go forward and take his little sister away, but in the end, he could only sigh deeply in the wind and snow.
The wind and snow were howling, but Lingxi did not feel the slightest bit of cold in her heart. The originally snowy weather seemed so beautiful in her eyes. The snowflakes danced mischievously, like cute elves, falling on her shoulders and hair, and then reflecting crystal clear light.
It was white everywhere, it was a complete world of snow.
Feng Qingyang was relatively calm. He felt the small hand under the big hand and gradually became nervous. Sweat covered his entire palm and he felt the delicacy even more.
Lingxi lowered her head and let Feng Qingyang hold her hand. Her cheeks were flushed, like a red apple. She was very beautiful and cute.
The snowy mountains are full of dangers and contain countless terrifying beasts, but for some reason, when Feng Qingyang brought Lingxi to the place where the three-colored snow lotus was, they did not see any trace of the beasts.
Here, on the top of the snow-capped mountain, if you go over it, you will see the void passage leading to the Supreme God Realm. Turning around with Lingxi, Feng Qingyang looked down at the Dongtian tribe on the land below.
Every house, like a flower bud in the snow, exudes a tenacious spirit.
"Thank you for everything you did for me."
“No… You’re welcome…” Lingxi lowered her head, feeling happy in her heart. So, he wanted to come and see the place where she had risked her life for him
Smelling the faint fragrance on Lingxi's body and experiencing the innocence of a young girl's first love, Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and wanted to say what was in his heart.
Looking at the ground below, Feng Qingyang heard Lingxi's heart beating. She was nervous because Feng Qingyang was standing next to her.
The snowflakes fell on the two of them, without any coldness, but rather seemed extremely warm, spreading all around, making the sky and earth here instantly filled with warm colors, and the temperature also increased out of thin air.
"Do you know what first love tastes like?" Feng Qingyang suddenly asked.
As soon as these words were spoken, Lingxi's hands stiffened and her body tensed up. She liked Feng Qingyang, and when she first saw him, her heart was filled with love.
Maybe, this is just liking, just because of the freshness of an unfamiliar thing, getting deeper and deeper into the unknown exploration, and finally turning into a sweet first love.
“Let me tell you what first love feels like.
First love is beautiful, fragrant, and sweet, like the spring breeze, which makes people feel warm. It is beautiful because of the other person's existence. "
Lingxi became more and more nervous, and Feng Qingyang could feel her hands holding her tightly.
"I also had a first love." When Feng Qingyang said this, he thought of Zhu Xuezhu, that ethereal figure, and her indifference after she learned that she was suffering from a terminal illness.
In the end, she sacrificed her life for him. First love is really beautiful. Every time I think of it, my heart is filled with emotion and warmth.
But first love is just liking, not love.
"Lingxi,"
"Um?"
"I just want to tell you that first love is just a memory. Just keep its beautiful side in your heart and savor it slowly. Do you understand what I mean?"
Lingxi's body trembled slightly. Although she was very nervous, she was not a fool. When Feng Qingyang said this, she realized that something was wrong.
Feng Qingyang shook his head, suddenly picked her up, then laughed loudly and ran quickly towards the highest point of the snow mountain. Lingxi screamed, but subconsciously reached out and hugged Feng Qingyang's neck.
With the same smile, he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. The sound of his anger mixed with Feng Qingyang's laughter, interweaving together, revealing a sense of beauty in the heavy snow.
In the back, Chu Jun frowned deeply. He suddenly didn't understand what Feng Qingyang meant, but he still silently played the role of a light bulb and followed them closely.
Happy times will be short-lived. Before you know it, you have reached the top of the mountain from the middle of the mountain. At this time, the sky has already turned dusk and is about to fall into darkness.