Chapter 2172: Time war before ten o'clock (twenty)

"Fengfeng, it's snowing. You said that when I was on my 20th birthday, I accompanied me to Houshan to watch the snow." Xia Ling whispered, watching the heavy snow outside.
Feng Feng's hands tightened suddenly, this is him, promised Qi Rou, nobody knows.
Xia Ling turned back and looked at Qiao Yaruan at the door. "You are grown up, but still as beautiful as that time."
Qiao Yaruan's body shook slightly, and she couldn't help but stand upright.
Genes should not have host memories, but what is Xia Ling talking about now?
Xia Ling got down from the balcony. She didn't know what to do. She reached out and supported the wall, so she didn't fall down.
"I've known since last night, I knew you would come sooner or later." Xia Ling said with a smile.
Qiao Yaruan and Feng Feng looked at each other. Such Xia Ling was very abnormal.
Xia Ling stabilized herself and walked step by step barefoot.
However, every step she took was unreal, as if she could fall down at any time.
"Xia Ling, what trick are you playing?" Feng Feng said in a deep voice.
Xia Ling seemed to be helpless. She paused, and slightly tilted her head: "Fengfeng, tomorrow is my 20th birthday, but I can't wait until tomorrow. Today, accompany me to Houshan to see the snow."
Qiao Yaruan clenched his hands and looked at Xia Ling, who was not far away.
Xia Ling tilted her head slightly, her eyes clear.
"Can you lend me an hour?" Xia Ling said this to Qiao Yaruan, and he was very modest.
Qiao Yaruan's nose was slightly sour. What appeared in her mind was the big sister who was hugging her tightly. She said: Don't be afraid.
Such Xia Ling was completely beyond their expectations. All they had to do was take away Xia Ling.
"Can't it?" Xia Ling bowed her head slightly, with grief in her voice. This grief, as if floating from a distance, was overwhelming and distressed.
What Feng Feng was about to say, Qiao Yaruan reached out and held his wrist, and whispered, "This is what you owe to Sister Qi Rou. Is there a chance to give it back to her now?"
It was because he owed An Qirou, as well as himself.
Xia Ling seemed unable to support her weight, leaned directly on the sofa, and looked at Qiao Yaruan with a smile.
Qiao Yaruan couldn't suppress the suffocation in his chest even if he breathed deeply.
"You take her, I'll go back first." Qiao Yaruan said, turned and left directly, but when he came to the door, looked back at Xia Ling's slightly raised mouth, the smile was exactly the same as that year.
Qiao Yaruan closed the door and went out, took a deep breath, and then decisively left.
Feng Feng always stood at the door, and Xia Ling was already sitting on the ground.
"Who the are you?" Feng Feng said, his voice hoarse.
Xia Ling leaned on the sofa, "I also want to know who I am, a non-living creature, a monster-like existence, a carrier that will die at any time, and a ghost who wants to fulfill his last wish?
Feng Feng's footsteps moved slightly, still not lifting.
"Do you love her? Just like you loved me then?" Xia Ling's voice fluttered softly.
Feng Feng's body was tense like a stone of iron, just standing there.
"In another hour, the base will take me away. I know you know my identity. This shabby body is going to be destroyed. They will take it back to continue their research. Fengfeng is only an hour away." Xia Ling Whispered.