Chapter 158

"Uncle Yang, can you lend me the cotton padded clothes for a few days and I'll return them to you as soon as the cold is over." the boy raised his head and prayed. There was a proud look between his eyebrows, but at this time, he had to beg humbly.

There are still three children to take care of at home, but the existing dry firewood and cotton padded clothes are simply not enough.

And he is the only pillar of the family. These things must be worried by him.

Unfortunately, Yang Zeng is a shrewd businessman. Yes, but he is definitely not a good man. If he is a good man, he will not follow Xu Qi.

He still refused the boy without hesitation, and waved him away indifferently.

"Just lend me a few days. I promise I'll work harder these two days. I can do double work!" the unwilling boy continued, but he bowed his head decadent under Yang Zeng's cold eyes.

It seems that I really can't borrow cotton padded clothes and firewood today.

"Who knows how many days you can live." Yang Zeng's voice was unusually cold, and his words made the boy cold and almost desperate.

"Brother." the girl's tears turned in her eyes, but she still couldn't bear to fall down. Her voice was soft and trembling. "Let's go back first. Ah Xuan, they are still waiting for us at home."

The boy nodded and touched the girl's hair.

Seeing that the boy turned and left with a disappointed face, Mo Wen also turned back and continued to walk to the room.

He can see the feeling that he and Yu Lan once depended on each other from the two children, but this does not mean that he will be kind to help them.

For him, only Yu Lan is worthy of his attention, and others can no longer replace her.

He opened the door and walked into the room. Different from the past, this time his mind didn't rush over.

Lifting his eyes, he found that there was no one above the bed. Mo Wen stepped down and noticed that the room was quiet. Only the open window was constantly pouring wind and snow into the room.

There was a shocking thought in his mind. His action was a meal at first, and then he went crazy to check the room. After confirming that there was no Yu Lan in the room, he looked out of the window.

Damn it, she ran out with him on her back... It's too dangerous for her to go out in such a heavy snow!

"Yu Lan!"

Standing in front of the window, he roared. Unfortunately, the angry voice was swallowed up by the roaring wind and snow. Only himself and the roaring wind could hear it.

Without much thought, he turned over and jumped down from the window, stared down at the deep footprints in the snow, and followed up without saying a word.

The snow had disappeared in his legs, so he could clearly see the traces of walking in the snow. Although the traces were getting shallower and shallower, he at least had a direction.

I have long found that Yu Lan's action will become slightly slow in the cold. Mo Wen speeds up. I just hope to catch the little guy who dares to leave him without authorization.

At this time, the boy who just prayed for Yang Zeng was holding his sister to move hard from the snow and happened to meet the oncoming ink.

Before he could see the face of Mo Wen, the boy just felt the alarm bell in his heart. He hurriedly pulled his sister aside and trembled.

This man is dangerous.

Such a sentence came out of his mind, which made him dare not even lift his head.

This is his instinct, an instinct that has saved him many times.

Mo Wen rushed through the middle of the path without looking at him. His whole body seemed to make the snow far away from him and fled in all directions.

So this is a strong man

The boy who did not dare to look up from beginning to end only saw a pair of slender legs passing in front of him. He opened his mouth, but his whole body trembled and couldn't even make a sound. He could only breathe more and more quickly.

This trembling may be due to the cold weather, but it is more the cold feeling brought to him by this man.

The cold weather is the cold of the body, but the cold given to him by this man is a cold idea that hurts the soul.

This cold weather is even more painful than the cold weather.

"Wait a minute..." after a short trembling, he suddenly got up and chased Mo Wen. Unfortunately, Mo Wen's figure had long disappeared in the wind and snow.

"I also want to be strong..." stumbled and fell to the ground. The boy leaned weakly against the cold wall, as if his nose would be frozen and unable to breathe.

"Please wait for me..."

"Brother, let's go home." quickly came forward and took the boy's hand. The girl's little face wrapped in cotton padded clothes was also purple with cold.

She stared at the boy with watery eyes, bit her lower lip and stubbornly didn't let herself cry.

She was very afraid of what would happen to the boy, because she couldn't support the whole family alone.

"OK." turning back and hugging his sister, the boy finally had to continue to face his life. He took the girl's hand and disappeared into the blizzard.

When Mo Wen chased for about ten minutes, he found that blizzard had covered up the traces left by Yu Lan again. It was a vast expanse of white, and even pedestrians were rare.

"Blue..." he lost his direction again like a headless fly. He could only find the trace of Yu Lan by instinct.

Unfortunately, due to blizzard, his vision is only about 10 meters at most. It is even more difficult for him to find Yu Lan under such bad conditions.

"Blue blue!" he stood in place and shouted like a furious beast. The cold voice added a bit of chill to the wind and snow.

The feeling of losing Yu Lan hit his heart again, which suddenly shattered his already weak reason.

"Yu Lan, come back!"

The feeling of being abandoned again revived a string that had just calmed down for some time. Like a devil, with a ferocious smile, he raised his head and looked at the world.

If a person has a special disease and stops taking medicine during treatment, the disease is likely to relapse, and the second attack is much more serious than the first.

And now ink is the sick man.

He once thought he was understood, but when a string breaks, he will be deprived of all his reason by more crazy paranoia.

If he keeps doing this again and again, he will eventually become a madman and a devil.

During this time, even he almost thought he was a normal person, but this false mirror image was mercilessly broken after all.

"Yu Lan... Lan Lan... Lan Lan..."

He stood in place, looked up and recited the name over and over again. The cold snow made his heart cold.

His chest fluctuated violently, and the heavy breath almost filled his brain. His reason was swallowed by darkness and his thinking was drowned by madness.

Is she going to leave him in such a heavy snow?

She just doesn't cherish herself and don't consider his feelings?