C4

Sheng Jiuzhou?

A little girl with such a name? How did her parents give her such a name? It was really a domineering name! Shen Jiaming could not help but retort, but he deliberately asked with a softer tone, "Why are you here alone? Where are your parents? "

The little girl turned her head coldly, not even looking at Shen Jiaming, much less answering his question.

Shen Jiaming felt that this little girl was probably an adolescent rebel, and had ran all the way here for some unknown reason. But whatever the reason this little girl had come here for, he, as a man, could not leave her behind. Even if there was a coffin that was hundreds of years old, there was still a rotting corpse of a brother outside.

He wiped his hands on his body and extended them towards the girl, saying, "Stand up first, don't sit on the ground. The ground is cold."

The little girl turned her head to look at him. Her eyes were ice-cold, filled with a probing look, as if she was sizing him up.

Shen Jiaming felt extremely uncomfortable under her gaze, and coughed lightly, "No matter how you came here, since I've met you, I can't just leave you here. You have to follow me, I'll be responsible for bringing you out."

After he had finished saying this, he had thought that this seemingly aloof and cold girl would ignore him, and so he had continued to argue with her. He didn't expect that the little girl would actually extend her hand and place it on his palm, borrowing his arm to stand up.

Shen Jiaming thought that she must have been frozen to death here. She did not know what she was wearing under that long cape of hers, but it was unexpectedly this cold.

He pulled the little girl away from the coffin and stopped. He took off his mountaineering jacket and placed it on the little girl's body.

He smiled at her, "Your name is Sheng Jiuzhou. What do your family call you? Do you have a nickname? "

The little girl seemed to be startled, her gaze landed on the mountain-climbing uniform that was draped over her black cape, and completely ignored Shen Jiaming.

Shen Jiaming brought embarrassment to himself, and could only rub his nose to cover his embarrassment. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard the little girl say: "Ah Jiu."

The little girl suddenly said these two words, and Shen Jiaming was unable to react for a moment. It was only after a long time that she realized that she was answering his previous question.

He smiled at her and said: "So your nickname is Ah Jiu, nice to listen to. Your name is not bad, but your name is so grand and imposing, and your nickname is so elegant. "

The little girl simply ignored him and turned her head. Her gaze landed on an unknown place, causing Shen Jiaming to feel an inexplicable sense of defeat.

He thought that although he was usually at home, although he was occasionally serious, he was still very fond of him. Especially his little nephew Wei Tongtong, who would talk about meeting his uncle everyday.

However, now was not the time to think about such matters. They had to find a way out. He said to Sheng Jiuzhou: "My name is Shen Jiaming, I also fell in trouble here. Now that we know each other, we are friends who went through hardships together. I will call you Ah Jiu. "

Sheng Jiuzhou did not seem to have any reaction, nor did he say that he agreed, and neither did he say that he disagreed.

Shen Jiaming brought her and walked outside. Since he thought of the rotten corpse outside, he was afraid of scaring the little girl, so he gave her a precaution in advance, "Do you know that this is a Tomb Hole?"