Villain: The memory is exposed, the heroine kneels and begs for my forgiveness

The cold wind howls and the fine snow falls.

In the snowfield, the only sound left was the footsteps of two people trampling on the snow.

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

At this moment, the cold air was filled with heart-stopping sadness.

Looking at Nangong Rou's back in front of him, Jiang Zhige's consciousness became increasingly blurred.

A gust of cold wind blew, causing him to almost fall in the snow, and also scared away the crows trying to fill their bellies.

"I can't die yet..."

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

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

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

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

"Rou'er, you lose."

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

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

"Rou'er didn't look back, Rou'er didn't lose!"

She hummed softly and continued walking 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. Nangong Rou was the first to ask uneasily. Doesn't it mean that she is not as strong as her brother?

"Rou'er must prove herself. Rou'er is not a child who cries without her brother!"

Nangong Rou's steps became more rapid, throwing the limping Jiang Zhige far away.

Jiang Zhige secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. At first, he just made up a game casually, not wanting Nangong Rou to see his dying appearance. Unexpectedly, it really aroused Nangong Rou's desire to win.

.........

In Zhengyang Hall, everyone stopped talking and stared at the scene in the light and shadow.

Qu Yun wanted to interrupt this heavy atmosphere, but when he turned his head and looked, he found that even the expressions of Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou were a bit off.

"Jiang Zhige..."

Nangong Rou sighed in her heart, why on earth would she have such vague memories?

Jiang Zhige was obviously about to die, but back then he thought he was playing a game.

Was she really so naive and ignorant back then that she almost let Jiang Zhige die in the snow?

In fact, everyone in the palace also had this view. For Nangong Rou, Jiang Zhige even treated his life as a tool that could be used.

On the other hand, Nangong Rou went from crying at first, to being unhelpful, to now being ignorant.

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

...........

Nangongrou didn't hold back for long, and after walking a short distance away, she began to feel uneasy again.

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

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

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

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

Nangong Rou looked determined, she had to prove herself in front of her brother.

Perhaps Jiang Zhige also didn't expect that Nangong Rou's efforts to win the game were not really motivated by a desire to win, but because she wanted to gain her brother's approval.

At the same time, Jiang Zhige behind the scenes was still working hard to close the distance with Nangong Rou.

He was bleeding from his mouth and nose, he was in a daze, and the blood from the wound on his left leg was almost freezing.

Pain, cold, and hunger tortured Jiang Zhige all the time.

For him, death has long been a relief.

But an inexplicable will drove Jiang Zhige to continue moving forward.

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

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

.....

I don’t know how much time passed, but Nangong Rou in front suddenly stopped.

At this time, she was crying and sobbing while clenching her little fists.

Nangong Rou is seven years old, and she has been relying on Jiang Zhige's care to survive for half a month. She has already developed an inseparable dependence on Jiang Zhige.

She simply couldn't endure the loneliness and fear without her brother for a long time.

"Brother, can Rou'er stop playing this game?"

Nangongrou's eyes were filled with tears and she sniffed.

In order not to disapprove of her brother, she still did not look back directly.

I thought I would get a response from my brother quickly, but unexpectedly, after a while, there was not even a sound of footsteps behind me.

"Brother, brother?!"

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

At a glance, there was no figure of Jiang Zhige behind him. Only when he looked into the distance could he see a large black shadow.

Thinking that her brother was so far away from her before, Nangongrou could no longer hold back her tears and stumbled towards Jiang Zhige.

"My brother is a bad guy, this game is not fun!"

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

The snow was so thick that Nangongrou would trip over the snow every few steps she ran, but even if she fell and had a nosebleed, she never slowed down.

In the distance, Jiang Zhige had reached his limit, and his vision suddenly turned black.

Even if he heard Nangong Rou coming to him crying, he didn't have the strength to greet her.

"Rou...er..."

thump!

Jiang Zhige fell straight into the snow and gradually lost his voice.

"Brother! Brother!"

When Nangong Rou saw this, she burst into tears and ran towards this side as hard as she could.

When she ran to Jiang Zhige, Nangong Rou suddenly discovered that his left leg was soaked in 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 sparkle.

"Rou, Rou'er, don't be afraid...brother is fine..."

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

"Brother, brother, please don't die. Rou'er will take you to the doctor now. Brother will be fine!"

Nangongrou's tears kept falling like a river bank, and she hurriedly carried the dying Jiang Zhige on her back.

Because she was too scared, she didn't notice that her 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 several times with Jiang Zhige.

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

"Brother, don't worry, Rou'er will find the doctor soon."

"Um..."

Hearing Jiang Zhige's weak response, Nangongrou's tears became more and more intense, and transparent mucus flowed into her mouth without any reaction.

I don't know whether her comfort was to comfort Jiang Zhige or to comfort herself.

"Brother, brother?"

"I am here..."

"Brother, are you still there?"

"Um..."

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

"elder brother..."

"..."

This time, there was completely no sound behind him.

Nangong Rou paused in her steps and looked back tremblingly.

At this time, Jiang Zhige's pupils were lifeless and there was no sound at all.