The air around is getting colder and colder. The body of the little girl in her arms is shaking badly at first. But as time goes by, she doesn't shake. She doesn't shake. She even breathes lightly.

This is not a good omen, Rong Mo is more and more flustered, swallowed saliva, patted the girl's face lightly.

"Hey, wake up, wake up..."

He cried twice. The little man in his arms didn't move. After a while, he stood up shivering, rubbed his arms, and ran to the door to look.

There are many gaps in the leaking wooden door. Looking out from the gaps, it's dark outside. There's no one around.

Rong Mo wiped his face, clapped at the door and shouted, "come here, someone is injured. Please call for a doctor. Please call for a doctor..."

The snoring night wind makes the wooden door rattle. There is no response outside the freezing icehouse.

Rong Mo cried for a full quarter of an hour. His voice was dry. He gasped and ran back. The little girl he placed on the sack was still with her eyes closed. Rong Mo's terrified hand went to explore her nose. Fortunately, there was still breathing.

He picked up the little girl again and took off his lining. He covered her neck and cheek with the warm silk cloth, hoping to warm her a little in this clumsy way.

"Hey, wake up, wake up first..."

He is still calling. He is afraid that the little girl will not wake up if she goes to sleep again.

The little girl seemed to be a little conscious of his tossing and turning, but her heavy eyelids lifted a little, and because she was too tired, she quickly dropped back.

When Rong Mo saw her eyelashes trembling, he exclaimed in surprise, "you wake up, look at me, don't sleep, look at me..."

The little boy held the little girl's face in panic, held her by his forehead, and still gave her a breath.

The little girl finally took a breath and looked at the person in front of her weakly. Her cheeks and lips were white and almost transparent: "I Ok So sleepy... "

"Can't sleep, don't sleep, let's talk, then we won't be sleepy..."

The little girl swallowed her saliva and seemed to know her current situation. She struggled and asked wearily, "say What to say What... "

"Say Say your parents, your sister, your family, or whatever you want... "

The little girl didn't have the strength to describe. She turned many people and things around in her mind. At last, her eyes turned red slowly and she pressed her face on the little boy's arms. She sobbed and said wrongly, "I Ok It hurts so much. I I think My family Little Miss... "

When Rong Mo saw her crying, he cried bitterly and patiently. His heart was torn. He growled at the air angrily, "what the hell is this! Why there is no one! Catch us, why no one is watching! Come on! Come on! "

The little girl cried twice and was tired. Her eyelids were drooping and she wanted to sleep again.

Rong Mo had to coax her again and rub her face lightly: "don't worry, don't worry, you will be saved. After a few hours, my father must find that we are missing. He will find us. Hold on. Hey, do you hear me? Hold on a little longer! "

The little girl didn't move. After a short wake-up, there was a more intense trance. She closed her eyes and relied on her strength. She didn't even know where she was. The pain she felt just now seems to be gone. Numbness, cold, the desire to sleep like this is becoming stronger and stronger. It seems that there is a voice in her brain telling her like this. The voice says, sleep, sleep, sleep like this, and it will be comfortable

Go to sleep It won't be cold, it won't hurt

The little girl just felt that the voice was lingering. Slowly, she compromised and followed her original intention to relax herself. Then, she saw a road ahead of her, a bright and warm road.

The voice said, go, go, go, go to the end

Go Go to

Then, let's go

The thought in her mind stirred her consciousness, but before she could step, the violent crash of "bang bang bang" broke the road ahead.

The little girl felt as if she had been poured by a basin of cold water, and she woke up instantly.

She opened her eyes in a trance, and the sound of "clang" in her ears became clearer.

She turned her head to look for the source of the voice. In the blurred vision, she saw a little boy with a naked body, holding his arms and using his body to hit the cold door in front of her.

Just now, Rong Mo took off his last frock and put it on the little girl.

The little girl found her voice: "you You... " But I can't speak completely.

The little boy has no head, his shoulder has been bruised by the wooden door, but he still bit his teeth and insisted without hesitation or stagnation.The door was locked from the outside, and the child's strength was still limited. I don't know how long it took him to hit it. When he hit it, he began to feel dizzy and numb. The door remained still.

Rong Mo was very angry. He waved his fist and shouted insults at the gate: "open the door! Open the fucking door! What kind of dog offal that hides its head and tail? Come to me. I don't want to break you up! Beast, asshole! I only know how to bully the little girl. What kind of rat are you! Get out of here! Get out of here! "

As he bumped and scolded, his arm soon began to bleed. In the past, he was lawless and domineering. He was young and experienced for the first time what was despair and helplessness.

If the door doesn't open, Rong Mo runs back to check the girl's condition.

The little girl cried silently. She didn't sleep any more. She took a breath and said, "you You put the clothes Wear Put it on... "

Rong Mo didn't listen to her. He covered her with thick clothes. There was no gap left.

The little girl pushed his hand and said, "you You wear You can Can live... "

Rong Mo clenched his teeth. After a while, he brushed his face with the back of his hand and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. He choked up the little girl and hugged her in his arms, but he could not say a word.

The overall situation seems to have been doomed. The little girl who has hated herself for three years and hated her for three years may really be about to die.

But what if he didn't want her dead?

Don't die, can't you

Rong Mo cried more and more, because of his impotence, and because of his inability to recover the status quo, he was particularly angry, angry with those dogs, and angry with himself.

They just hugged each other, without saying a word, and time passed by little by little.

Until the little girl sleeps again.

Rong Mo looks at her haggard face and wants to cover her face with his hand again. But when he lifts it, he finds that his hand is not as cold as ice.

He was angry for a while and wanted to warm his hands. But gradually, his eyelids began to be heavy. He didn't wear any clothes in the cold icehouse. The well-off young master could not stand it.

In a daze, don't think about it. I don't know if my father will be sad when he is dead, or will he just like his sister, not care about it or even look at it?

“…… Right here? Long gun, is it here? "

In the last moment before rongmo lost consciousness, he heard a trance sound, which sounded from the door.

He suspected that it was an illusion, but then he heard a fierce barking: "woof!"

Then there was the voice: "good long gun, somebody, break this door open!"

……

When he woke up again, Rong Mo heard a faint sob, which he stuck to his ear.

The little boy frowned wearily, trying to move his body, but he felt weak and unable to lift his hand.

Then, he heard his aunt's voice, suddenly and excitedly shouting: "wake up, is it wake up? Mo'er, Mo'er, Taiyi, please call Taiyi... "

After a war, rongmo completely recovered his consciousness. He saw the familiar and gentle biological mother beside the bed, as well as a white haired narrator, Chen Taiyi, who felt his pulse.

Trying to open his mouth, he couldn't say a word.

Chen Taiyi pressed the little boy's shoulder as placidly as he said, "your fever has just subsided. Now it's normal for you to have a hoarse voice. It's better in two days. Don't talk these two days. Be quiet. Drink the medicine on time."

Chen Taiyi is a senior doctor in Taiji hospital. He is mainly responsible for pediatrics. When Rong Mo was younger, he always took the medicine prescribed by Chen Taiyi when he was mischievous and suffered from cold and cold. After a long time, he became familiar with it. Rong Mo always respected this venerable old gentleman. Today, he is not as obedient as before.

He struggled, still trying to make a voice: "that That Stink Stinky girl What about... "

Rongmo's aunt covered her face and wept, without answering.

Rong Mo's face suddenly turned white: "she She died Death... "

"No, no, No." "Miss five is seriously injured. Although she hasn't recovered, she has no worries about her life. The second young master can rest assured," Chen explained

Rong Mo props up his body, grins his teeth and says, "I'll go Go to see Look... "

"What are you looking at?" Rong Mo's aunt looked indignant: "it's not her, can you accept this crime? She's in your father's room, so far away, how can you get there? Lie down well for me, don't move around, don't get off the bed before you're well! "

Rong Mo's movement of getting up was sluggish, and he suddenly looked at his aunt: "she She is Father In the room? Then Then Father Come and see me Have you? "

Rong Mo's aunt did not speak, but she began to cry again.

Rongmo had the answer in his mind. A moment later, he lay back in bed.

Chen Taiyi is a good old man, comforting: "Miss five's life is in danger, the prince himself pays more attention to her. The second young master doesn't need to worry about her, and he just needs to keep quiet."Rong Mo looked at the curtain of the bed curtain and thought to himself, why, why is he inferior to that wild girl?