Chapter 409

Take back your eyes and look at the white world outside

Don jinshebai clenched his lower lip and stepped out of the door.

"Bang!"

The half open door was again taken out.

Cut off the constant cold coming from the door.

In the huge living room, only the sound of TV is left.

After the rage, it will be more tormenting loneliness!

Fu Jinyan finally turned around, and when his eyes fell on the winding ground, directly leading to the blood color of the door, the original dark condensation of the bottom of the eyes, finally turned up a different look.

……

"Today, the lowest temperature in the city is five below zero, and the highest temperature in the day is two!"

"When you go out, you should wear thick cotton padded jacket and down jacket..."

"The temperature in the next week is expected to remain below - 2 degrees."

Then, under the sound of the weather broadcast on TV in the house, Fu Jin Yan looked at Zhang Jun's face, looked at the scattered blood color all the way, and walked straight to the floor window that could have a panoramic view of all the scenes outside the house.

Outside the house, Tang Jinshe embraces her body with both hands. For a moment, she doesn't know where to go

Stepping on the cold snow with bare feet is like giving her an anesthetic needle, which makes her totally unable to feel the pain from the bottom of her feet!

After a night of accumulation, the snow outside the house has been stacked on a thick layer.

Tang Jinshe summoned up his courage and tried to walk two steps forward barefoot, but the cold feeling that came to her from all directions seamlessly soon blocked her step forward.

Wearing thin pajamas, you can't resist the cold at present!

In the eye is a white and boundless snow.

Tang Jinshe stops at the same place and feels his gradually decreasing temperature. He can't help but take a breath of heat and try to rub his hands to ease

But when she unfolded her palm, she suddenly remembered that, just in the room, her palm had been cut several times by the broken slag, but she had not come and dealt with it at that time, but now she was still in the state of injury without bandaging.

Some small wounds are no longer bleeding

Tang Jinshe's self mocking conjecture may have been frozen by the cold in the sky, right?

But there are two or three deep scratches, but still bleeding beads.

Suddenly, she was thrown out of the door. Her hands were empty. There was nothing on her body that could be bandaged. She didn't even have a tissue that could wipe the wound

Not far away from the gate of the big railway, I had one or two luxury cars flying by.

Tang Jinshe's hands drooped down a little dejectedly, and felt that what she did now was meaningless

She grew up in the palm of her hand. She has never been so embarrassed or helpless as she is now!

Because she can't change the dilemma.

……

From the palm of the blood quietly fell into the snow, gradually in the pure white canvas dense out a bright red.

Not far behind Tang Jinshe, behind the floor to ceiling window where the curtain was pulled open, a long shadow was hidden on one side of the curtain.

The thin and cold eyes crossed the transparent glass window, always following the thin figure standing in the corridor in front of the door

The obscure and indifferent eye base, however, is surging with a dark tide of no self-knowledge.

But Tang Jinshe, who was thinking about how to leave here as soon as possible, didn't notice the eyes that had been tied to her all the time

Only wrapped up in the pajamas that had been soaked in cold, and forced them to freeze to the body that gradually lost consciousness, walked with a stiff step towards the exit belonging to her!