Chapter 158

A faint fragrance of jasmine came, and at the same time, in a trance, the voice of a little girl seemed to come from her ears:

"brother, are you hungry? My sweet potato, hot ground, for you to eat! "

"Brother, are you cold? I'll warm your hand! "

……

He will never forget, that ice and snow, he this night, she maintained a position, sat in the middle of the night, as she expected, completely insomnia.