Chapter 479

I don't want to jump out of the car.

The cold touch made her very excited.

T city is a coastal city in the south of Z country. It is like spring all the year round and has never snowed.

It didn't snow when I came to Qingda last time.

I didn't expect to see snow the next day.

Snow, in fact, is a normal weather phenomenon.

But for people who seldom see snow, metaphors are so wonderful.

She was excited, and so were the women who came with her.

Actually, t city is a city without snow.

As a result, seeing the metaphor get out of the car, they all follow.

Even Mo Jing Xi also carefully opened the door, stood in front of the car, reached for a petal of snowflake.

The action of color metaphor is fast. In a flash, you jump to the mountain by the road. The green vegetation in the mountain is reflected in the initial snow color. The pure white and green are intertwined. It is really beautiful.

She is not high anti, she moves at will, a few minutes out of a few hundred meters.

"Doctor Yu, come back soon. It's snowing. Let's go down the mountain." On the car, elder sister and elder brother can't stop shouting at the direction of metaphor color.

"Take another shot and you'll go down the mountain." It's impossible to dig any Cordyceps in such a heavy snow. However, she naturally wanted to take enough pictures of a snowstorm in August, which is hard to meet for many years.

Mo San and Mo Si two men guard the car, and six women walk in the snow mountains, constantly posing for beautiful photos.

It is said that the most urgent time in the world is the happiest time.

It was not until elder sister rushed over anxiously that Yu se found that the six of them had been taking beautiful pictures in the mountains for half an hour.

"Doctor Yu, if you don't go, the road will be blocked by heavy snow. I'm afraid we can't go." Elder sister is really worried.

"Snow blocked the road?" After hearing these four words, Yu se looks back at the mountain road.

However, where can we see the road.

There is no road in the mountains.

The winding road was covered with snow and nothing could be seen.

If it's not a car parked on the road, I don't even know if it's a road there.

She had heard of the news about snow blocking mountains and roads.

After all, it's not the first time she's come to Qingda.

But I always feel that it has nothing to do with myself.

At this moment, when she found that the mountain road had disappeared, she suddenly woke up, "sister Wang, doctor Jian, Xiao Lu Xiaojiang, Jingxi, let's go down the mountain."

She yelled out this voice, several people's laughter suddenly stopped, doctor Jane was stunned, "Yu doctor, what's the matter?"

"It's snowing. Let's go." Yu se said in a hurry, and at the same time went to Mo Jing Xi and took her hand and left.

In fact, just in the mountains, most of the time Mo Jingxi was watching the five of them take pictures madly. Except for the time when she was taking pictures of Yu se, Mo Jingxi always stayed at one side quietly.

However, the metaphor can't move after only one step.

"Jingxi..." Yu se turns her head and looks at Mo Jingxi. The girl's foot is like a root. Standing there motionless, she refuses to go back to the car with Yu se.

"Doctor Yu, what's the matter? Let's go. " The others are about to walk to the front of the car. Looking back at Yu Se and Mo Jingxi, they are worried.

Although they were all from the South and rarely saw snow, they realized at this moment that something was wrong.

Now the snow on the road is not particularly thick, so it is still possible to leave quickly.

If it's too late, it's really hard to say.

Because, no one knows how long the snow will fall. If it stops right away and the sun comes out, it doesn't matter. But what if it doesn't stop for days and nights?

Yu se turns his head and says, "you get on the bus and wait for me. I'll take Jingxi to the car right away." Yu se pacifies others first, and then he looks at Mo Jingxi.

The girl stood there quietly, a pair of eyes light all in a step away on a flower.

Yellow flowers in the snow, reflected by the snow is particularly delicate, too beautiful.

However, Yu se has no intention to appreciate the beauty of the flower. Now she only cares about Mo Jingxi.

Finally, he realized that something was wrong with Mo Jing Xi.

"Jingxi, it's too cold in the mountain. Let's go back first. When it's snowy or cold, I'll bring you here to play, OK?" The color of the voice of light coax Mo Jingxi, the finger also fell on Mo Jingxi's hand, gently massage.

But did not think, Mo Jing Xi Meng's hand of metaphor color, "just don't you fake good intentions, you go, you all go."

The cold voice is full of alienation.

But the smell of despair in her eyes.

He was shocked by the color.

"Jingxi, you are sober now, aren't you?" When asked, her voice was trembling.Her hypnosis to Mo Jingxi just started yesterday.

Because it is the first time to do hypnosis, so she wants to step by step, little by little to achieve the effect of hypnosis to Mo Jingxi.

In this way, she can evaluate whether her hypnosis is really effective and whether such hypnosis will bring other sequelae to Mo Jingxi's body.

If there are other sequelae, it is unreasonable and irresponsible to cure Mo Jingxi's mental illness and cause her other diseases.

Therefore, Mo Jingxi only a little memory was hypnotized.

Therefore, the scene of Luo Wanyi's injury to Mo Jingxi should not have been hypnotized.

Mo Jingxi all remember.

However, Mo Jingxi has been taking the traditional Chinese medicine she prescribed for the past two days, and the toxins in her body are rapidly clearing away. As a result, her people are becoming more and more conscious, and their memories of Luo Wanyi's actions are more and more clear.

Mo Jing Xi did not pay attention to the metaphor, but looked at the flower, drew a smile, and then squatted down, hands on the petals, gently stroked, "really good-looking."

Beautiful flowers, beautiful people.

Mo Sen and Luo Wanyi are not bad, so Mo Jingyao and Mo Jingxi are not bad.

Mo Jingyao, a man in the eyes of metaphor, is a beauty, let alone a girl, she is beautiful.

"Jingxi, it's not your fault." Mo Jingxi didn't respond to her. The metaphor understood that Mo Jingxi was very conscious at this moment. Therefore, what Luo Wanyi had done to her was likely to be a non-stop cycle, which was playing and playing in her mind all the time.

At this time in the mountains, wind and snow howl, very cold.

But the metaphor of color is in Mo Jingxi's face to see thin and dense water droplets.

In such a cold weather, Mo Jingxi was sweating all over his body.

Looking at the sweat on Mo Jingxi's face, Yu se only left fear, "Jingxi, you and your brother, you and I, we all love you, love very much, come back with me, don't let your brother worry."