沈初做了个梦，梦到她那暴风雪种，傅言骑着马带着光冲破黑暗到了他的跟前，将已经筋疲力倦的她抱了起来。

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp他还说对不起，是他来晚了。

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp正当她想开口对他说没有，他没来晚的时候，一侧的山壁突然一团大雪向着她们塌下来。

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“傅言，快跑！”

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp她用尽全力想要将傅言推开，然而还是晚了一步，那团大雪倾覆而下，直接就将他们埋在了里面。

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp她又重新陷进了黑暗里面，看不到光，也看不到傅言。

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp她大半个人都被埋在了雪里面，剩了头和手在外面，沈初不断地挥舞着手，试图找到傅言，然而她怎么摸索都摸不到人。

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“傅言，你在哪里？”

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“我在这里。”

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp倏然之间，她的手被人握住了，然而傅言的声音却虚弱不堪。

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“你还好吗？”

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“还好。”

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“傅言？”

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“我在。”

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“傅言？”

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&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp&nbsp“嗯。”

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