Compared with the effort of the previous moment, although the snow falling now is not too small, it has slowed down and began to fall slowly piece by piece.

The fluttering dances are not mixed.

Although I have also lived in the north in recent years, even if it snows, it is mostly mixed with rain, cold and damp, not to mention the ground. Dirty and slippery.

As a working class like me, I am afraid that there will never be less cases of cursing in the snow.

It is rare to see snow that is as clean as I remember when I was a child.

In the very close place, if you wait for the snowflakes to stick to your body and look carefully, you can barely distinguish the number of forks on the hexagon.

And, sure enough, no two pieces are exactly alike.

Especially accompanied by a little bit of poor gleam through the heavy clouds, it is even more crystal clear and lovable.

Well, good eyesight.

If I don't wear glasses, I'm afraid I can only see a vast expanse of white, and I am no different from a blind person.

Now, looking at the ups and downs of the shadows on the ground, I can still make a little idle guess in my mind, whether the end is covered by stones or shallow pits.

Once I wake up and get rid of myopia for more than ten years, is this considered a benefit?

I wanted to move my unconscious feet a little bit, but I couldn't, and I couldn't help but want to sigh, and I couldn't open my mouth.

The only thing that can be controlled at present is a pair of eyeballs that can wander around at this time.

But I started watching the snow scene half an hour ago, no matter how beautiful it was, I was already tired of it.

What's more, with the snow or the cold wind blowing over the body, it's like being whipped, and there is no winter clothing, which is not a pleasant feeling.

The snow still kept falling.

Really, pitiful, deplorable.

It's a pity that I can't sigh because of physical factors.

Now that I think about it, although I don’t earn a lot of money, it’s barely enough to support myself, but small citizens also have the material comforts of small citizens, and the way to relax is undoubtedly to go out with a group of pig and dog friends to eat and eat. drink.

If it doesn't work, you can go alone.

After all, I am helpless. I really can ignore my own feelings and just admire the amazing craftsmanship of nature. Even traveling, if it is not organized by the unit, I will just stay at home and listen to beer while drinking and posting.

It can be said that I was born without arty cells, or did I not grow that nerve?

No wonder I always failed music class in elementary school.

So I got tired of staring at Xue Flakes, so I turned my eyes to my arms again.

The girl lying in his arms.

The girl's appearance, in terms of my aesthetics, can be regarded as a beauty, and in addition to her young age, the sleeping posture with soothing eyebrows at this time reflects the tranquility of Xiaojiabiyu.

Although after visual inspection, I determined in my heart that she is not yet an adult, but it does not mean that Xiao Zhi is also young.

At least after seeing her slightly swollen belly, I felt that in addition to the tingling of the skin being blown by the cold wind, my stomach also started to hurt.

Ever since I accepted my own special sexuality which is different from ordinary people, God knows that I have been in such close contact with women, regardless of the number of times they are close to each other, I can count them with ten fingers.

Among them, Master Mushang took up two full slaps.

This is also because I have been forced to go on blind dates in order to hide from home in the past few years, and the number of times I go back is less. The reason why my mother has to give me a loving hug every time I pick someone up at the station.

Otherwise, how can I, an old man, always rub my hands in my mother's arms?

And the long hair that blows to the face when the wind blows.

These facts made me realize that the car accident not long ago and what I am experiencing now are not dreams.

Now, I am afraid that I will never see their elders again.

Heart sour, want to sigh again.

Of course, it still failed.

Kneeling on the ground, the two arms are now tightly hugging the person, and the posture is careful and gentle. Through observation, a simple explanation can be given for this situation.

Hold on to what is most important in your life and never let it go no matter what.

And it's a woman's bun.

From this point of view, not only is this girl closely related to my body itself, but the child in her belly may also be inseparable from this.

Ah, this lonely soul of mine might have gotten into a father-to-be.

The premise is that the woman is not dead now and the child in her belly is also alive.

Although it was covered up by the falling snow, I didn't deliberately ignore the long cuts on her body that made people's eyelids jump, and the thick blood stains that stained the snow red.

After all, just after regaining consciousness, facing such a bleak scene, no one would be able to stare for a long time without looking away.

I'm afraid it's still a vendetta.

Usually my reaction can be called shock.

During the period of being stunned, of course, he also digested the knowledge that he was not only attached to a dead person, but also hugging a corpse.

In fact, it is really difficult to accept this.

I don't know anything about clothing materials. As for the characteristics of the dynasty, I don't know clearly.

However, with the bombardment of a bunch of TV dramas, I can still know some knowledge.

Although the current film is more and more demon dance.

I don't have a friend yet, so good that I want to make such a big deal of buying a corpse in an ancient costume as a joke.

Of course, there is no enemy who wants to torment me like this without hesitating huge sums of money.

She is not blind, the embroidery on this girl's clothes is clearly embroidered by hand, and even when the corners of the clothes are blown up by the wind, you can still see the same pattern on the back of the clothes with the same complex patterns on the front, with similar patterns and symmetrical floral patterns .

Although I don't know what kind of flower this flower belongs to, but this double-sided embroidery, and it's something that can't see a single flaw, I'm afraid it won't be cheap.

I still can't forget the deep impression of being dragged into the ancient cultural street by the cousin who came to play and bought her gifts.

A half-meter-long double-embroidered screen costs [-] yuan per mouth.

It's so dark.

What's so good about that thing?

Can't eat or drink, can't block the wind and light.

Besides, is it just a peacock in love? If you want to, just draw one yourself.

Although, the finished product looks more and more like a duck.

But still trying to make up for it, decided to take her to the zoo.

The live version is more attractive than the shadow painting, after all, the female peacock is by the side.

At this moment, thinking about it, I couldn't help but smile, and then I was a little tangled.

Because of the jewelry on the girl's head, I came to a simple conclusion at this time.

The concubine of this body may be rich.

As for my body, before the skin regains consciousness, I'm afraid I won't be able to feel whether the cloth on my body is soft for a while.

The snow began to increase again, and the wind became more urgent.

The faint sunlight that had just appeared in the sky just now disappeared in a very shameless manner.

Instead, the surroundings began to darken.

Are there dark clouds, or, at night?

I have been working hard to make myself think a lot of things, but in fact, my thinking is a bit stagnant now.

The vision in front of the eyes also began to repeat the mistakes of myopia.

Persist, must persist.

Even if he has no common sense, he still knows what the result of falling asleep will be.

The last time I was hit by a bastard driver, I couldn't react, but this time I was facing a little bit of deprivation of temperature and consciousness. Such a close contact with death is not without fear.

Such a strange situation, an inexplicable situation.

Although giving up may be a relief.

I couldn't help laughing at myself in my heart.

It's just that I can't say what it is, and I feel a little unwilling for no reason.

As for dying unwillingly or just dying like this, it is not clear now.

Anyway, the only thing I still think about now is to stare at something to divert my attention, and try to keep my eyes open.

Although I can't see anything clearly, I don't want to give up.

He was a little self-deprecating about his greed for life and fear of death, and just as he couldn't help but smile bitterly, a little light seemed to appear in his sight.

My heart jumped, and I suddenly stared in that direction.

The light dimmed, then brightened again.

Even, it's getting closer.

No, not hallucinations.

A sudden ecstasy hit my heart, and when I heard the rustling sound of stepping on the snow, my throat, which had been unable to make a sound, seemed to make a little noise under my desperate urging.

In the confused vision blown by the snow, two people appeared vaguely.

A person in front came slowly, and another person behind him was holding an umbrella and holding a lamp.

"Idiots, idiots, tears of beauty, death of a hero, a lot of suffering in the world, endless hatred, but it's all obsession."

My ears received the old voice from nearby, and my tense mind instantly relaxed.

Before losing consciousness, I really wanted to talk to him to clarify myself.

Sir, I am not so cynical.

In addition to the word "obsession" in this world, there is also the word "frozen" after all.

But are you always a monk?

Although I should be happy that the monks are merciful, but I am afraid that I am still at the peak of my ordinary heart, and I am too vulgar.

So, after you saved someone, you won’t let me become a monk too, right?

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