strange neighbor

He sat up straight and searched around, but he really couldn't find Jiang Duo. There was something weird here, he thought.

"Ding Shijin——" Someone called him, Ding Shijin looked in the direction of the voice, and vaguely saw the outline of a building hidden in the snow.

"Ding Shijin—come here—" Ding Shijin felt that he shouldn't go there, but he couldn't control his movements, and walked towards the building step by step.

Wherever he passed, the wind and snow automatically detoured for him, and none of it fell on him. Finally, he took that foot, and he pushed open the door in front of him, and the bustling scene appeared in front of him.

Seeing him open the door, a woman came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, holding a spatula in her hand, smiling all over her face: "Xiao Jin is back? Hurry up, dinner will be served right away."

"Mom?" He called out uncertainly.

"As soon as you come back, you can only see your mother, but not your father?" The man sat on the sofa holding tea with a look of taste on his face.

Ding Shijin turned his head in a daze: "Dad?"

Then the man smiled and waved to him: "Come here, play chess with me."

Hearing this, Ding Shijin walked over and sat down, and carefully looked at the house. All the furnishings were the same as in memory. Father Ding brought up his own chessboard, and then took out the chess pieces. Just as he was about to hand them to him, it happened that Ding's mother Put the dishes on the table: "Okay, okay, I know how to play chess, let's eat first, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Ding's father curled his lips, and winked at Ding Shijin quietly: "Wait a while, play with me to your heart's content, your mother keeps me in check every day and won't let me play."

Ding Shijin nodded with a faint smile and said yes.

When the table was served, Ding Shijin was stunned again. They were all his favorite dishes in his memory, and they were also the dishes Ding Mu cooked most often. He picked up the bowl in a daze, and put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into his bowl with a pair of chopsticks , looked up and saw Mother Ding's smiling face: "Eat more, you'll lose weight no matter what."

There was laughter at the dinner table, and Ding Shijin gradually relaxed his expression. After eating, he took the initiative to help Ding's mother clean up the leftovers. When washing the dishes, he accidentally broke a plate. He habitually squatted on the ground and picked it up with his bare hands. debris.

"Hiss—" I accidentally cut my palm, and the dark red blood dripped on the ground, and my palm also felt a faint pain.

He squatted there blankly watching the blood flow down drop by drop, and smashed small plum blossoms on the snow-white tiles.

"Oh, how did you get hurt?" Ding's mother ran in and pulled him up from the ground, with a distressed expression on her face: "Does it hurt?"

He looked at the wound and then at Ding's mother's care that didn't seem to be fake, and nodded with red eyes: "It hurts, mom, it hurts so much."

Mother Ding pulled him under the faucet to wash away the blood, and stretched out a hand to stroke his hair soothingly: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, Mom will blow it to you."

Until the wound was bandaged, he was still sitting on the sofa blankly. At this moment, Father Ding came over and sat beside him: "Xiao Jin, after so many years, do you miss home?"

Ding Shijin turned his head numbly, his eyes seemed out of focus, he pursed his lips and didn't answer, Ding's father sighed: "Stay here, don't leave again, okay?"

"Leave?"

"Stay, isn't it good to be with mom and dad? Isn't this what you dream of? Don't you want to live such a life?"

Ding Shijin thought about it seriously: "Think."

"Then stay."

"I..." He licked his lips, stayed?Stay at home and not go?

go?

Where is he going?

What is he up to?

It's fine to stay at home.

"Ding Shijin!" A voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Ding Shijin—A Jin—" the voice came again, and the direction was unclear, as if it came from his mind.

He stood up all of a sudden, and Father Ding's expression changed: "What's the matter? Xiao Jin, what's the matter with you?"

"Voice... did you hear the voice?"

"No, there is no sound, Xiaojin, you heard it wrong, you are too tired, go, dad will take you to the bedroom to rest." Father Ding dragged him to the bedroom involuntarily.

Just two steps away, that voice came again, with a piercing voice: "Ding Shijin! Wake up!"

Ding's father noticed that he stopped and refused to take another step forward, and his face was anxious: "Xiao Jin, what are you doing? Don't you want to go home? Don't you want to live such a life?"

Ding Shijin lowered his head and did not answer. After a while he said in a low voice, "This is not my home."

"What did you say?"

"I said - this is not my home, you are not my family, my home is not like this." He said, he raised his hand that was wrapped in a snow-white bandage and looked at it, his eyes were red, Then he ran towards the window suddenly, the sound of glass shattering sounded behind him, and he jumped down.

"Xiao Jin—" He looked up, and the last thing he saw was Father Ding's shout and his hand stretched out to him.

His scene in the air receded rapidly and gradually turned into a piece of icy snow. He coughed suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in that snow.

That blue figure was leaning on a brown-red wooden sword and kneeling on the ground on one knee, facing him, the blood at the corner of his mouth had dried up: "Ding Shijin—wake up!"

Ding Shijin wanted to step forward to help Jiang Duo up. It seemed that he was injured again, but his legs were so heavy that he didn't take a step. When he lowered his head, he saw that not only his legs, but also his entire body was wrapped in the chest. in a block of ice.

Seeing him open his eyes, Jiang Duo smiled: "You finally woke up, if you don't wake up, you will become an ice sculpture forever."

Just after finishing speaking, there was another burst of laughter: "Ah, ah, I didn't expect to wake up."

A figure came from a distance, with long snow-white hair and a long snow-white skirt. While walking, a slender and beautiful leg was looming in the fork of the skirt. She was holding an umbrella, and soon came behind Jiang Duo, facing Ding Shijin's direction tenderly. He laughed and said, "Brother, I lost."

"Heh." A short sound rang in Ding Shijin's ears, and when he turned around, he saw a face with the same long snow-white hair and a snow-white robe, and he was slowly approaching: "So, he is mine. "

"Okay, okay, then this is mine." The woman stretched out her soft and boneless hand from behind to touch Jiang Duo's chest, and hugged him.

"You're dreaming—" Jiang Duo gritted his teeth and stood up, raising the sword in his hand and slamming it behind him. The woman behind him retreated lightly, with teasing in his tone: "Oh, it's so fierce——"

Ding Shijin looked coldly at the man walking in front of him, he put his hand on Ding Shijin's face, and said obsessively: "I like beautiful things the most, believe me, you will be my best collection."

Ding Shijin's hands were wrapped in ice, preventing him from moving an inch. He pursed his lips, and there was anger in his eyes that could not be concealed. Get out of this ice and wait for him to come out—he squinted at the man.

Over there, Jiang Duo's back was once again soaked by a large imprint, and it looked like the wound was open again. He didn't even frown, held the sword in one hand, and quickly made a tactic in the air with the other, and then punched the woman. , the woman couldn't dodge in time, was hit squarely by the tactic emitting golden light, and fell to the ground.

"You really don't want to drink a toast." With a cruel look on her face, she quickly got up, waved her hand, and suddenly a snowball the size of a fist hit Jiang Duo from the air.

Jiang Duo was nimble, and while dodging, he blocked it with his sword. Suddenly, the blade of the sword made a clang, which made his jaw go numb. If the snowball hit him, he would probably vomit blood.

While dodging, he stabbed at the woman with his sword. Unexpectedly, the woman did not hide, but twisted when the sword immediately pierced into the body, and the cloth was torn with a stabbing sound, and the woman broke in without a single inch of her carcass. In her eyes, she opened her hands and tried to hug Jiang Duo, but the latter's beautiful rollover made her fly away, but she was not disappointed, she just waved her hand at Jiang Duo's face, Jiang Duo couldn't dodge in time, and suddenly felt A scent in the air broke into his nostrils, and at the same time something entered his body.

"What did you do to me?" He held the ghost sword and knelt on one knee.

The woman giggled: "Things that make you happy."

After she finished speaking, she laughed again and trembled. Jiang Duo raised his sword and was about to rush forward, when an inexplicable heat surged into his heart, causing him to stagger.

He barely stabilized his figure, and took several deep breaths to suppress the discomfort in his body. He is an adult man, so of course he knew what this feeling meant. Because of this woman's move, he also guessed the identity of the other party—Snow Demon .

It is said that the weather will be extremely abnormal in the place where the snow demon haunts. In the novel, the body is frozen into an ice sculpture, and the female snow demon is good at seduction, is good at deceiving people's hearts, seduces people's lust, has sex with people, and in the process absorbs the other party's essence and turns it into her own.

Jiang Duo's eyes became more and more blurred, he could only grit his teeth to barely recognize the position of the Snow Demon Girl, and then attacked again.

Here, Ding Shijin looked back at Jiang Duo, of course he saw that Jiang Duo was abnormal, the man in front of him was still talking useless nonsense to him, as if he was waiting for this ice cube to freeze him completely.

Seeing that Ding Shijin hadn't spoken, the male snow demon was not discouraged. He got closer and closer to him, and finally Ding Shijin felt that the ice around his waist was loose. When he exerted force, the whole ice cube fell apart, and the male snow demon didn't have time to react. The foot kicked out.

The male Snow Demon was unprepared, and was kicked far away by his kick. Ding Shijin kicked hard, and he gasped for several breaths before standing up: "Hahaha——you are so interesting, I changed my mind, I want you to be me!" partner."

"Get out!" Ding Shijin was full of evil spirits, and he went up to fight with the male snow demon.

"Oh, your voice is so nice. I really want to hear if you scream under me, is it so nice?"

Ding Shijin had never been humiliated like this before in his life, and suddenly lost his mind, and punched hard.

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