Curse of the Snow Demon 2
Only the strong young girl wiped away her tears and held the hand of the sleeping boy: "Wait for me, I will find a way to save you."
Only the strong young girl wiped away her tears and held the hand of the sleeping boy: "Wait for me, I will find a way to save you." She has read many stories, the story always has a prince to cut through the thorns, destroy the evil dragon, and finally will be sleeping princess kissed awake. And this time, she decided to go on her own to fight the snow demon who cast a curse, to be the brave man who can wake up his lover. The brave girl put on her sword, mounted on a horse, embarked on a journey towards the legendary snow demon living by the misty snow mountain. The journey was very difficult, along the way are many difficulties, crises, but the girl has a fearless heart to do sword, have a regretless love to do armor, encounter more problems are not enough to fear, the faith will never stop charging forward. The road that the cowards say is so dangerous, although it is not easy, but as long as the heart to go, can always be finished. After the twists and turns, the girl came to the foot of the Misty Snow Mountain, it is said that the ugly and malicious snow demon lives on the top of the snow mountain, the peak of the snow does not melt all year round, cold, whoever is close to the cold will be frozen into ice sculptures, lost life. Therefore, in this thousand years, no one has ever climbed the peak to see the true face of the snow demon, let alone eliminate it and break the curse. But the girl who ran for love would not back down, she placed the horses at the foot of the mountain, determined to go towards the top. There were many twists and turns along the way, but fortunately, the warm blood that surged in her heart always protected the girl, forming an invincible barrier that made the cold mist automatically recede and could not hurt her at all. The young girl thus miraculously became the first person to reach the summit in a thousand years, looking at the place, there is a piece of fairly flat snow, the snow stands on an ice hut, the hut stands next to a human figure. The figure was surrounded by a light fog color, elegant and slender, and a few inexplicable ...... loneliness? "You are the snow demon?" The young girl drew her sword and asked alertly. "Is that what you call me?" A lilting voice pierced through the fog, accompanied by the owner of the voice also came out of the fog, "Or is that ...... what he called me?" The young girl who came to crush the snow demon had a momentary daze. The one who appeared in front of her was a young woman who looked not much older than herself, a plain and pure dress, snow-colored long hair floating in the wind, brushing over the stunning face, and was gently pushed away by the woman's hand. She is neither fierce nor ugly, her face even with a gentle light smile. Sad and beautiful. The young woman quickly returned to her senses, despite her efforts to clench the sword in her hand and make an intimidating aura, but had to admit that the other party's appearance was too pure and beautiful, so that she simply could not bear to hurt her. Even her tone of voice was unknowingly softened: "If you are the snow demon, please lift the curse that freezes hearts, don't let people's hearts melt and lose their lives just because they moved their hearts." The woman called Snow Demon first looked confused, then flashed a trace of despondency, and finally mixed into a complex sigh: "Sorry, I can't do it." The young girl was anxious: "You can't lift the curse?" "No." The snow demon shook her head. "Rather, it's because ...... there was never any curse to freeze the heart in the first place."
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Muffin and Latte 4
Fang You stared at his smile and finally only nodded gently and said yes. The two of them said goodbye at the entrance of the cafe and went in opposite directions. The two of them said goodbye at the entrance of the cafe, and each of them went in the opposite direction. Like a round muffin. Fang You stopped and quietly thought back on everything tonight. For Tao Yuan, today's appearance of his own venture is probably very inexplicable. But to the end, he did not ask anything more, nor was he overly sympathetic. What he did was just a person who always had light in his life, and when he approached in a friendly manner, he naturally pulled her into that light as well. He may not understand what this means to her, and Fang You will never tell him what terrible things went through her mind while she was hiding from the rain outside the cafe. And at this moment, she is no longer bothered by those things, but simply thinking that maybe there really are freshly baked muffins and unsweetened lattes waiting for her later. Later, later. Fang You suddenly liked this word, it sounded both bland and long, and full of hope. Then ...... girl slightly bit her lips, quietly made a vow: I will try to go to the "later" to see again. But this "later" did not come in a very short time, in the rest of the summer, Fang You did not pass by that cafe again. After school started, even if she still passed by on her way to school, she didn't stop to look at the muffins in the window. She had already tasted its real taste and didn't need to rely on her imagination anymore. Tao Yuan also did not go to the cafe to help, the students who are about to take the entrance exams do not have time to get these, all the time is given to exercises and test papers. The two are just ordinary students who go to school by rule, sitting in the same classroom, but both have a tacit agreement not to mention that rainy day, as if everything about that day is sealed in that small cafe, and they are still like before, just know each other, rarely cross paths, and even talk are not a few words. Only the occasional eye contact reminds the two that there are things that the other has not forgotten. Later, they went to universities in different cities, thousands of miles apart, almost cut off contact. Because Fang You is always very busy, busy working to earn money, busy learning to advance, no time to go back to that small city where no family is waiting for her, there is no opportunity to meet with Tao Yuan. This period for Fang You, still not easy enough, everywhere is the need to worry about the mistakes. But whenever she gets too frustrated, Fang You will think back to the not-so-perfect plate of muffins and the sugar-sweetened latte. Even if life is already full of holes and bitterness, but as long as there is still this little sweet company, it seems to be able to continue to hold on. When Fang You graduated from college a few years later, the pure bitterness gradually disappeared and life became a little more sweet. Of course, Fang You's efforts are also worthy of such a day, she settled in a strange big city, has a good job, a good income, coffee has become a good friend to accompany her struggle, and order a muffin to celebrate when you get a big order. It turns out that "later" is really good, so good that she can calmly drink a cup of completely unsweetened black coffee, in the careful appreciation of its full-bodied, not care about the bitterness of it. Probably when people have more sweetness in life, they will no longer be afraid of that little bitterness. But this "later" ah, it seems that where there is still something missing. The self-conscious Fang You will occasionally have this feeling, but can not say what this missing piece should be. Fortunately, life will generously tell her the answer. On a sunny weekend afternoon, Fang You found a new cafe under her apartment building, with two fat orange cats lazily sunbathing in front of it. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to go in and buy a cup of coffee. And so she did. The store had not been completely tidied up and was a little messy. The store manager was busy behind the bar, and when he saw someone coming in, he said in an apologetic tone that he was sorry, but it was not officially open today. But Fang You did not listen to him, sitting at the bar by himself, staring at the familiar face of the store manager, slowly smiling. "Buy me a freshly baked muffin, and a latte without sugar."
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