The scene in front of them was extremely absurd and surprising, but it brought them more shock. The holy and magnificent scene had an aftertaste. It seemed that no matter what the two people in the middle of the crowd did, they only felt awe.

A lost and found, hysterical, supremely joyous kiss.

The smell of longing lingered on their lips and teeth, and they took each other's breaths. The eyes of Visia and Wen Lin trembled with their tears, rubbing brightly hot heat in the cold air.

The blood trembled in her body, and Visiah kept Wen Lin to her death regardless. Her whole body was twitching slightly, and her smile and tears fell together.

"You're back, you're really back."

Hot heart and body, surrender, sink...

There were bursts of burning pain where the skin was touching. Wen Lin looked at the tearful Visiah with distressed eyes. She freed up a hand and stroked Visiah's trembling back, comforting her.

Wen Lin's voice was vague and hoarse, and it was equally uncontrollable, "I'm back, and fate is still somewhat fair."

For a moment, Wen Lin was so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe, she remembered, she remembered everything, and in front of her was the love she loved deeply and was willing to give up her life for.

Her old age, the long time between them, the humility and begging after reuniting with herself, every bit is like countless sharp knives pierced into Wen Lin's heart.

The soft and moist lips, the warm stroking of the back of the neck... everything is so unreal.

In the night wind, the two fluttering hairs were intertwined and swelled into cascading waves. They stared at each other and didn't know how long it took to calm down.

Eyes fixed, fingers clasped together, Vicia thought, finally nothing could separate them.

Whether it's hardships or years.

Wen Lin raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears on Vicia's face. In her warm and warm eyes, she pulled her closer and kissed her again until they couldn't breathe.

There is no moonlight tonight, and when the wind and snow blows, the head is full.

Wen Lin looked at the outline of the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and wrapped her arms around Vicia's waist.

"I have a lot to say, and I just want to talk to you alone."

After a moment of stunned, Vicia smiled and looked around the messy scene, "Maybe we should go back to the village first."

Vicia's shadow was reflected in the dark pupils, and Wen Lin let out a soft sigh from her thin lips, "No, I don't want to wait any longer, I don't want to wait any longer."

I saw a blue streamer of light from Wen Lin's fingertips, shuffling past everyone, and everyone fell down.

Wen Lin looked at them and explained, "They will sleep safely until dawn, and they will forget everything they saw tonight."

Unable to hide her surprise, Visia stared at Wen Lin, surprised but not afraid, "Is this the power of God?"

Holding Vicia's waist firmly, Wen Lin built a spiritual connection with the Metaspace in her mind. In the next moment, the defensive barrier constructed by the blue streamer enveloped the two of them, preventing wind and snow from invading, and also had her own temperature control. Function.

Wen Lin looked at Vicia and smiled, "It's not the power of God, it's the power of civilization."

One miracle after another appeared in front of Vicia. She was close to Wen Lin's body, and her mind quickly digested the information she received. She had many questions and wanted to ask Wen Lin, but she was afraid of hearing from Wen Lin. Hear those answers that could be called brutal.

Wen Lin walked towards the back of the mountain with her arms around Vicia. The two gradually sank into the snowy forest and found a flat place. Wen Lin took off her cloak and sat on the ground. in his own arms.

The streamer light reflects a faint light, and the light is warm everywhere. The posture of the two of them going up and down is a bit ambiguous, but Wen Lin can't care about it anymore. She buried her head in the crook of Vicia's neck.

The self-restrained emotions could no longer be controlled, and almost greedily sniffed the light fragrance on Vicia's body, the wet tongue snaked along the delicate collarbone, and suddenly bit down.

Vicia screamed in horror, but did not push the person away. There was a cold touch on the side of her neck, and she knew that Wen Lin was crying.

The slender fingertips passed through Wen Lin's hair, and Vicia leaned into Wen Lin's arms wholeheartedly. She sighed, "I miss you so much, I miss you all the time."

Vicia is blunt. Guo's statement made Wen Lin's heart tremble. She nibbled at Vicia's neck indiscriminately.

"I miss you too, I miss you so much, no less than you at all."

After being submerged in the icy seabed for nine years, Wen Lin did not lose all her consciousness. She could clearly feel that the Metaverse was repairing her body little by little.

Like a silent reef, quietly waiting for the reunion that don't know when it will come.

Vicia's eyes always stayed on Wen Lin, she moved slightly, put her palm on Wen Lin's face, gently lifted her head, and looked at her, looking cautious and nervous,

"Can you tell me, where have you been in the past nine years? And why hasn't your appearance changed?"

There are many confused memories in her mind. Facing Vicia's question, Wen Lin was obviously stunned. She didn't want Vicia to know what she had gone through in those nine years. She thought they were all happy memories. .

But those nine years were too long, as if it was an insurmountable mountain that stood between the two of them.

Slowly bowing her head, Wen Lin was silent, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Vicia looked at Wen Lin's avoidance and didn't ask any further questions. She stroked the back of Wen Lin's neck, kissed her forehead, and said warmly,

"No matter where you have been for the past nine years, it is already a huge luxury for me to be able to come back. I am just afraid."

Wen Lin looked back at her puzzled, hugged Vicia tighter, pressed her face to Vicia's cheek, and asked softly,

"What are you afraid of? I just want to make you happy in the future."

There was an irreplaceable joy in the bottom of her heart, Vicia took a deep breath, she concealed the repressed emotions without showing any trace, and spoke in the calmest tone possible,