The wind was howling, and the snow was vast.

In the snowfield, there were only the sound of two people stepping on the snow.

A crow landed on Jiang Zhige's shoulder, and his dark eyes kept looking at him.

At this moment, the icy air is filled with heart-shattering sadness.

Looking at Nangong Rou's back in front, Jiang Zhige's consciousness became more and more blurred.

A gust of cold wind made him almost fall into the snow, and also scared away the crow who was trying to be full.

"I can't die yet..."

"At least, accompany her through this journey..."

Jiang Zhige stood up trembling, almost instinctively driving him to follow Nangong Rou.

At this moment, Nangong Rou stopped and asked nervously, "Brother, are you... are you still there?"

Although she knew she was playing a game, she couldn't bear the feeling of walking silently in the snow without her brother by her side.

"Rou'er, you lost."

Jiang Zhige gasped weakly, trying his best to make his voice sound normal.

Nangong Rou was stunned for a moment, and then the panic in her heart disappeared without a trace.

"Rouer didn't look back, Rouer didn't lose!"

She snorted softly and continued to walk forward.

Although she didn't look back, Nangong Rou knew that her brother must be looking at her back and snickering.

The theme of the game is who is stronger than who is stronger. Nangong Rou is the first to ask uneasy, doesn't it mean that she is not as strong as her brother?

"Rouer must prove herself, Rouer is not a crying child without a brother!"

Nangong Rou's footsteps became more and more hurried, throwing the limping Jiang Zhige far away.

Jiang Zhige breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. At first, he just made up a game casually, and he didn't want Nangong Rou to see her dying appearance. Unexpectedly, it really aroused Nangong Rou's determination to win or lose.

.........

In the Zhengyang Hall, everyone stopped talking, and their eyes were fixed on the picture in the light and shadow.

Qu Yun deliberately interrupted the heavy atmosphere, but he turned his head and found that even Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou's expressions were a bit wrong.

"Jiang Zhige..."

Nangong Rou sighed, why is she so vague about these memories?

Jiang Zhige was about to die, but he still thought he was playing a game.

Could it be that she was so naive and ignorant back then that she almost let Jiang Zhige be buried in the snow?

In fact, everyone in the hall also had this view. Jiang Zhige used his life as a tool for Nangong Rou.

On the other hand, Nangong Rou, from crying at the beginning, to being a disservice, to now ignorant.

If Nangong Rou had been a little more sensible back then, Jiang Zhige would never have been reduced to such a point where life is worse than death.

..........

Nangong Rou didn't hold her breath for a long time, she walked out for a while with her head down, and she began to feel uneasy again.

In the past, as long as her brother was by her side, she would subconsciously think that no matter what happened, she would be fine.

Now that there is no brother in sight, she is always afraid that his brother will suddenly disappear, and her heart is filled with anxiety and fear.

Nangong Rou struggled for a long time, thinking of her brother's care for her, she still decided to summon up her courage.

"No, if I look back now, my brother will definitely look down on Rou'er!"

Nangong Rou's expression was firm, she had to prove herself in front of her brother once.

Perhaps Jiang Zhige didn't expect that Nangong Rou's efforts to win the game were not really motivated by winning, but to gain the approval of her brother.

At the same time, Jiang Zhige, who was behind him, was still working hard to get closer to Nangong Rou.

He was bleeding from the nose and mouth, in a trance, and the blood from the wound on his left leg was about to freeze.

Pain, cold, hunger, torment Jiang Zhige all the time.

For him, death had long been a relief.

However, an inexplicable will drove Jiang Zhige to move on.

He no longer wanted to see Nangong Rou arrive ten miles east of the city safely, but only wanted to see Nangong Rou's back for a while longer.

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It seemed that as long as he saw that Nangong Rou was still alive, he would have a little more desire to survive.

.....

After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Rou, who was in front of her, suddenly stopped.

At this moment, she burst into tears and choked with her small fists.

Nangong Rou is only seven years old. She has been relying on Jiang Zhige to take care of her for half a month to survive. She has long been dependent on Jiang Zhige.

To endure the loneliness and fear without her brother for a long time, she could not do it at all.

"Brother, can Rouer not play this game?"

Nangong Rou's eyes were hazy with tears, and she sniffed.

In order not to dislike her brother, she still did not turn her head back.

I thought I would get a response from my brother soon, but I didn't expect that there were no footsteps behind me after a while.

"Brother, brother?!"

Nangong Rou was so frightened that her mind went blank, and hurriedly turned around to look.

At first glance, there is no Jiang Zhige behind him, and only when you look into the distance can you see a black shadow the size of a bean.

Thinking that her brother was so far away from her before, Nangong Rou couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and stumbled towards Jiang Zhige.

"Brother is a badass, this game is not fun!"

The more Nangong Rou thought about it, the more aggrieved she cried, the louder she cried.

The snow was so thick that Nangong Rou tripped over the snow every few steps, but she never slowed down even if she fell and got a nosebleed.

In the distance, Jiang Zhige had already reached his limit, and his eyes darkened for a while.

Even if he heard Nangong Rou crying and came to him, he didn't have the strength to meet him.

"Rou...er..."

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Jiang Zhige fell straight into the snow, gradually losing his voice.

"Brother! Brother!"

Seeing this, Nangong Rou burst into tears and ran towards this side desperately.

When she ran to Jiang Zhige's side, Nangong Rou suddenly found that his left leg was soaked with blood, and his body was as stiff as a corpse.

"Brother! Brother! What's wrong with you!"

Nangong Rou was so frightened that she shook Jiang Zhige's body.

Her efforts seemed to have some effect, and Jiang Zhige's eyes regained some gleam.

"Rou, Rouer, don't be afraid... Brother is fine..."

These words could deceive Nangong Rou before, but now his appearance is too far-fetched.

"Brother, brother, don't die, Rouer will take you to the doctor now, brother will be fine!"

Nangong Rou's tears kept falling like bursting dykes, and she hurriedly carried the dying Jiang Zhige on her back.

Because she was too scared, she didn't realize that her elder brother, who was obviously taller than her, weighed less than herself.

Nangong Rou kept running in the snow with Jiang Zhige on her back, but she was too frightened and nervous, and fell into the snow with Jiang Zhige several times.

Nangong Rou didn't have time to say sorry, so she carried Jiang Zhige on her back while crying and kept moving forward.

"Don't worry, brother, Rouer will be able to find the doctor soon."

"Um..."

Hearing Jiang Zhige's weak response, Nangong Rou's tears became more and more turbulent, and the transparent snot flowed into her mouth without any response.

She didn't know whether she was comforting Jiang Zhige or comforting herself.

"Brother, brother?"

"I am here..."

"Brother, are you still here?"

"Um..."

Tears blurred Nangong Rou's vision. She called out to her brother over and over again, not daring to look back at all.

"elder brother..."

"..."

This time, there was absolutely no sound behind him.

Nangong Rou stopped in her footsteps and looked back tremblingly.

At this time, Jiang Zhige's pupils were expressionless, and there was no more sound.