Reborn Conceited Soldier

"It's snowing again? The sky was still fine a moment ago, so why did it suddenly change? "    

    

"Sunlight snow? "It's really strange!"    

    

"Hey!" It seems as if the snow did not have any warning signs, as if it was directly thrown down by someone. The heavens are becoming more and more evil. "    

    

Many people were mumbling to themselves about the unknown snow. The sun was clearly shining just a moment ago, but it had already turned into a snowstorm the next moment, especially those meteorology scholars, who were standing in front of the window in a daze and rubbing their eyes. This was because the weather reporter had just taken the data from their hands, and the temperature today was 20 to 25 degrees celsius.    

    

"Elder sister, look …" It's snowing. " Liu Chun looked out the window at the white snowflakes drifting about, and said in shock. He found it hard to believe, why did the snow fall so easily, like a child, without any warning.    

    

"It's snowing?" Liu Xia raised her head and stared blankly at the white snowflakes drifting outside the window. The snowflakes that were as soft as feathers danced in the air with all kinds of movements, and the void became the stage for their performance. However, she did not know why, this was not a happy performance. It was like a dull dance song under the Soul Burying Melody, causing one to unconsciously feel dejected.    

    

Unknowingly, Liu Xia seemed to see a scene in front of her eyes. She saw two people in love, separated by Yin and Yang. The sadness and helplessness on their faces caused others to unconsciously cry. That was … The bearing of love, however, could not even be borne by heaven and earth.    

    

Not only Liu Xia, but everyone who saw the snow felt a sense of sorrow from within the white snowflakes, unconsciously affecting their emotions.    

    

"Why am I crying?" The half-grown child touched the tears at the corner of his eyes, at a loss.    

    

"What's wrong with me? I haven't seen tears in years. Why? " An old man with tears on his face and hazy eyes seemed to be looking at his wife, who had been gone for several years.    

    

"Is she all right?" In front of an office building, a well-dressed young man with both hands in his pockets was quietly looking out of the window at the snowflakes, but his eyes were moist.    

    

The entire area covered in snow seemed to be covered by a sad emotion, causing everyone to feel the sadness in their hearts to awaken. Many people saw too much brilliance and splendor. They all felt that everyone was carefree and happy, like rich, powerful, influential, famous and so on … However, very few people knew that everyone's grief was equal. Once it was magnified and jumped out, it could also be a cry from heaven and a cry from heaven. It could also be that no one wanted to live.    

    

No one noticed that the sky was filled with flying snow that blurred the space between their eyes. The snowflakes that came from the void were slowly pulled down as if they were pulled by a vortex. They fell onto the ground through the invisible funnel. There was only a figure quietly standing in the middle of the funnel.    

    

The snowflakes poured in from the whirlpool above Sikong Banyu's head and started to spread from his feet. It was as if the snow had passed through his body, taking something with it, but also as if … Something that had merged into his body vanished like smoke into the thin air. That was … What?    

    

Sikong Banyu stood silently in the air. His tears had already soaked his face. He could not remember how long it had been since he had tears in his eyes. Ever since Han Qingming had left, he had not shed a single tear.    

    

He reached out to touch his face and placed it before his own eyes. He felt a pain that pierced into his heart, as if the tears had turned into sharp knives that stabbed into his heart. That bloody pain … But...    

    

"Why do I feel such pain? It's as if there was a person who was together with me … En … I know it's a woman, as if it's important to me, but what's her name? "    

    

He carefully searched through his memories, but he could no longer think of any information regarding this person. However, the pain in his heart only grew more intense when he thought of this name.    

    

"Why? Why? "Why can't I remember?" He held his head with both hands, feeling as if something important to him had suddenly disappeared. He wanted to recall it, but no matter how he flipped through his memories, he couldn't find a single trace of it.    

    

Snow... It was getting bigger and bigger, as if it was being summoned by something. It passed through Sikong Banyu's body even faster, as if it wanted to end the snow before he could react. In less than ten minutes, the street was covered with snow that reached his ankles.    

    

Sikong Banyu slowly let go of his head and revealed his face. At this moment, although there were tears on his face, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. The pain in his heart was slowly dissipating. It was like he had passed away from sickness without a reason. The pain only existed in his memories, but he could no longer feel it.    

    

This was originally a good thing. Without pain, this was the end of everyone's pursuit, because without pain, there would only be happiness and happiness. However, Sikong Banyu himself felt that he wanted to keep the pain and the feeling. He vaguely knew that it was his most important thing, but … The disappearance of the pain was not something he could control.    

    

After a long while, he slowly raised his head and looked at the snowflakes that were falling like a funnel. The tears on his face slowly disappeared, and only bewilderment and hesitation remained in his eyes.    

    

"The fall of rain from heaven and earth is to wash away the sins of the world. As for the snow, the evil could no longer be washed away. It would only descend after dissipating. Who said that? I feel like this snow has taken something away from me. "    

    

He quietly watched and thought, trying to find any trace of traces, but things went against his wishes. His mind was empty, and he could not think of anything.    

    

Suddenly, Sikong Banyu's gaze focused on one of the snowflakes in the sky, or rather, one of the countless drifting snowflakes. It was … A black snowflake that stood out amongst the many white snowflakes was very eye-catching and unique. That floating posture seemed to be announcing something.