Winter Snow Festival is here.

It's snowing today, and the sky is flooding with snowflakes, covering houses and streets, adding a white romance to the festival.

Finally, it's the season for the white O-book... cough, don't mention this infarct.

After breakfast, Qing Shi plays games with Ling Zhong, and Xiao Xi watches quietly.

Around time, he dropped the handle and got up to wear it.

Just when I was ready to go out, I heard the phone ring.

Qingshi answered the phone and responded to Xia Night, then looked at Xiao Poetry and Ling Zhong.

“I went out. ”

“Be careful on the road.” Two girls said.

“I'll be back in the afternoon.” Qingshi smiled at them and walked out the door.

The house is quiet.

Little poem looked at Ling Zhong, silently picked up the handle put down by Qing Shi and showed her.

Ling Zhong's eyes lit up and the game started again.

……

Qingshi and Summer Night ride to the battlefield... oh no, the venue.

At this time, he was wearing turtleneck trench coat and black trousers, a woolen cap on his head and sunglasses on his eyes. All he had to do was put the collar up and snap it, which basically covered the entire face. The proper cos oil O Zhinao.

In addition to this, he was subjected to camouflage techniques during the summer and evening, all in order not to reveal his identity.

If it is recognized as Haruta Haruta Haruta, there is likely to be unnecessary trouble. In order to avoid trouble, this is the only way.

This will be eye-catching at parties, but it can only be done because it indicates an attitude that does not want to be revealed.

If anyone sees through the camouflage and the veil, sees his true face and perceives his identity, and wants to come out publicly, they have to look out for that attitude.

The chairwoman sitting across the street, wearing a sophisticated pale pink cherry dress, looks quite understated and restrained.

I can see that she deliberately dressed plain, but even so, she was still charming.

If it wasn't for Wanhua Jianjin to maintain her decency and not be rude at parties, she would have worn even more sophisticated clothes, or simply worn winter clothes and wrapped herself tightly.

“Can you tell me who you disgust?” Qingshi asked.

silent for a while during the summer night.

“His name was Miyagi… more than three years ago, in my first year of junior high school, I transferred to my class.” She said softly.

“The moment I first looked at him, I felt his eyes... something was wrong. ”

“Although I didn't feel that way after that, I didn't want to come near him because of the impression I had at that moment. ”

“But he seemed very fond of me, talking to me, asking me out, giving me gifts… even if I refused repeatedly, he kept trying to get close to me. ”

“One day, he confessed to me and held me hard... I got angry, broke free and defeated him, and left. ”

“The next day, he didn't come to school and another girl in his class didn't come, and this girl was very close to him... someone saw him make out with this girl yesterday, after I left. ”

“Throughout the week, neither he nor the girl showed up at school. ”

“A week later he came and apologized to me for what he had done. I also apologized for beating him, settled with him, and asked him about the girl. ”

“At this point he revealed a little of the look I had when I first met him, smiling and answering ‘I don't know’. ”

“The girl had never been to school again and was said to have transferred. ”

“I was very concerned about this and later managed to find out that the girl had disappeared on the same day… The Imperial Hand probably was the last person to see her. ”

I listened to these words in silence and felt a little chilled.

Summer night didn't go on, turned his head and looked out the window.

……

The luxury car drove to a gate and followed the wooded road on both sides for a while before reaching the cherry-style mansion.

Qing Shi recalled the experience of going to the Ten Literature Group.

The courtyard of the ten-man group is big and the house is big, but it's not enough to look at compared to here, it's not a level at all.

The yard here is not a yard, it's a forest. In front of this mansion, it is magnificent to the palace.

He put up his collar and snapped it, and stepped out of the car with the chairman's sister, led into the house by a waitress in plain cherry clothes.

The house is warm.

As the guide reached a fork, the waitress stood still and politely asked the god to go left.

How dare you split up?

Seiji is watching the summer night.

Summer night looked at him and nodded.

So I did.

Led by another beautiful waitress, Qingshi walked to a courtyard.

There are fake mountains, pools, woods and so on in the yard, the flowers are flourishing, the landscape is beautiful, even birds are flying around, butterflies are dancing in the bushes... it doesn't look like winter at all.

The fine snow falling in the sky is blocked by invisible boundaries, melting in the middle of the sky and dissolving into water mist, creating a strange scene.

More than a dozen men and women sit or stand here, of different ages, in different costumes, in chatting and laughing, in sitting still, in drinking, in playing chess, in jumping and jumping on fake mountains...

These people are all gods!

Qingshi walked into the courtyard.

Some people looked at it.

“It's a face. Do you know him? ”

“I don't know... I haven't seen this man. ”

“Here comes another strange big brother, looking a little strong. ”

“The weirdest thing is you, don't stand on a false mountain. Come on down! ”

……

“Hello, what's your name?” A brown-haired teenager in a black martial arts suit walked up to Qingshi and asked politely.

“Just call me daytime.” Qing Shi reported a casual temporary name.

The brown teenager blinked.

“Okay, Mr. White Night. This is Shinsuke Furukawa, the host of this party, Master Mori Yulianta's style god. Which adult style god are you? ”

“Banhua Natsuya night. ”

“Miss Wanhua... I get it. Feel free to rest here and let the waiter know if you need anything and ask me if you have any questions. ”

“Then I am impolite, and I wonder why we have separated Style God from the Deed Lord? ”

“My Young Master thinks it's better to do this. The Yin Yang Master communicates with the Yin Yang Master, and the Style God communicates with the Style God, which is more appropriate than mixing together.” Guchuan smiled.

Qingshi is silent.

“Of course, it won't last until the end of the party, and we'll start playing games later and we'll meet up with the owners.” Guchuan said.

“What game? ”

“Allow me to keep this a secret and we'll find out. ”

At this time, Guchuan was called to bid farewell to Qingshi, and walked away.

Qingshi swept the courtyard and wanted to find a place to sit.

When I saw an elegant pavilion in the woods over there, I walked over.

I came closer and found a woman with long grey hair sitting in the pavilion... no, man.

He had a gray hair cape and a dark red eye mask on his left eye. Even this look is handsome and he is looking seriously at a book... light novel?

The cover is a beautiful girl in a bikini armor with a magnificent sword, titled "I Reborn Into A Divergent Sword"!

Qingshi: “..............."