Although Ling Cang was determined not to tell Lin Xinmo the news of Ling Xingmo, he was not feeling good in his heart.

It's not that I feel sorry for Lin Xinmo, it's just that he is sad for his old age.

He has reached this age, one son is in prison, one son is in the hospital, how can he be so miserable?

Could it really be that you have done too much evil before?!

Ling Zhixiao looked at Zhao Bo outside the gate and gave Bo to Lin Xinmo and left, and he also felt a little emotional, the relationship between his biological father and son was cold, but these people who had no blood relationship could help each other and send charcoal in the snow.

In this world, the most difficult thing to understand is the human heart and feelings, and the feelings are manipulated by the human heart, so people are the most difficult and terrible creatures in the world......

A few people sighed and finally went to sleep.

Lin Xinmo sat on the cold ground outside the gate, wrapped in a quilt, although there was still a cold wind around, it felt much warmer, but it was still uncomfortable to stay like this after all.

Although it was already late at night, and the people in the villa couldn't help but sleep, Lin Xinmo didn't have the slightest idea of wanting to sleep, and the worry about Ling Xingmo in her heart scorched her internal organs, and her whole body was tense because of nervousness and worry.

She was really afraid that Ling Xingmo would fall down before she could get better, but even for Ling Xingmo, she had to be strong, she had to persevere, and she had to take care of Ling Xingmo.

Ling Xingmo's life and death are uncertain now, and she doesn't know which hospital she is in, and she still needs to rely on herself to ask.

She believed that as long as her attitude was sincere enough, Ling Cang and Ling Zhixiao would definitely tell her......

In the middle of the night, the first snow of the winter finally fell after mid-December.

The pure white petals of the flowers fall to the ground, and under the light of the warm yellow street lamps, it is like a paradise-like fairyland, pure and ethereal.

This is the first snow of this winter, it would be better if Ling Xingmo could watch it with her, Lin Xinmo thought so, but his eyelids closed unconsciously.

At four or five o'clock in the morning, Zhao Bo, who was very light and had something on his mind, woke up first.

After getting up and washing up quickly, as soon as he opened the door, Uncle Zhao was stunned, and the outside had been covered with a thin layer of snow.

Uncle Zhao then remembered that the weather forecast said that it would snow today, but he didn't expect it to fall in the early morning.

Xinmo?!

Will Xinmo still be outside the gate?!

Thinking of this, Uncle Zhao immediately ran out of the gate with his legs and feet, and sure enough, he saw a small figure wrapped in a quilt that had fallen a layer of snow.

"Xinmo, Xinmo. Uncle Zhao shouted twice, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

This poor child, why don't you know how to go back after these two days?

Lin Xinmo Xu fell asleep at two or three o'clock in the morning, and at this time he was sleeping deeply, and Uncle Zhao called twice and did not respond.

Uncle Zhao shouted twice, and seeing that Lin Xinmo still didn't respond, he couldn't care so much, so he immediately opened the door.

Uncle Zhao squatted down in front of Lin Xinmo and called Lin Xinmo twice, and Lin Xinmo answered softly, "Huh?"

Uncle Zhao listened to Lin Xinmo's weak voice, and saw that her lips were pale, her cheeks were red, and she felt bad, so he immediately stretched out his hand to probe Lin Xinmo's forehead, and found that Lin Xinmo had a fever.

And the temperature didn't feel low, Uncle Zhao was anxious all of a sudden, what should he do?! He couldn't move Lin Xinmo back into the house alone!

Uncle Zhao couldn't care so much, so he hurriedly went back to find someone to help.

But the people who thought of the old mansion listened to Ling Cang and Li Qin's words, if it wasn't for their consent, these people might not help him help Lin Xinmo into the house.

So, Uncle Zhao went directly to Ling Cang's room.

After Zhao Bo's successive knocks and shouts on the door, not to mention Ling Cang, even Ling Zhixiao, who was not close, heard it.

Ling Cang came over and opened the door with a very bad face, and as soon as he opened the door, he asked in a very bad tone, "It's not dawn yet, what's the matter?!"

"Sir, it's snowing outside, Miss Lin has been outside all night, she has a high fever, I can't lift her, I want you to ask someone to carry it with me. ”

"What?!"

Even Ling Cang was a little surprised when he heard the news, Lin Xinmo actually stayed outside all night? It was still snowing outside? Lin Xinmo had a high fever?

This string of words made Ling Cang's reaction a little sluggish.

However, Ling Zhixiao reacted quickly after hearing Uncle Zhao's words, put on his coat and went out immediately.

Although he and Ling Cang deliberately embarrassed Lin Xinmo, they never thought about causing a human life, if this high fever was serious, it would kill someone!

Ling Cang also went downstairs immediately after reacting, but he stayed in the living room and didn't go out.

Zhao Bo went out after Ling Zhixiao.

......

Ling Zhixiao looked at a small figure covered by snow, and couldn't help but admire, he didn't expect Lin Xinmo to be so strong, it was snowing, and she was still staying here and didn't go back.

As soon as Ling Zhixiao lifted off the quilt, he hugged Lin Xinmo.

Feeling the warm barrier disappear and fall into a stiff embrace, Lin Xinmo woke up leisurely.

Seeing that the person holding him was Ling Zhixiao, Lin Xinmo couldn't help coughing twice as soon as he wanted to make a sound, and then said hoarsely: "Don't hug me, let me down." ”

Ling Zhixiao glanced at Lin Xinmo and ignored it.

However, even if Lin Xinmo was weak, he struggled to get out of Ling Zhixiao's arms, and Ling Zhixiao had no choice but to put Lin Xinmo down.

Lin Xinmo staggered two steps, then stood firm, and the first question he asked after standing firm was, "Can you tell me the news of Xingmo?"

Ling Zhixiao couldn't help but be a little moved when he heard this, but he still said, "Let's talk about it in the house." ”

"No, tell me now, I want to go see Xingmo first. ”

Ling Zhixiao glanced at Lin Xinmo, saw the determined look on Lin Xinmo's face, and knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he didn't speak again, and walked straight into the villa first.

"Brother Ling......" Lin Xinmo shouted weakly.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhao walked to Lin Xinmo's side and helped Lin Xinmo to let her go in first, "Xinmo, go in first, it looks like they are going to tell you." ”

"Hmm. Hearing Uncle Zhao's words, Lin Xinmo was relieved, but he couldn't help coughing twice.

Uncle Zhao heard Lin Xinmo coughing, and hurriedly let Lin Xinmo into the house.

Lin Xinmo also sped up his pace, but he felt that his feet were weak and his head was heavy, but fortunately he was supported by Uncle Zhao, otherwise he would have stumbled again after speeding up.

Finally arrived at the villa, Lin Xinmo, who had been frozen all night, felt the warmth, the house was indeed much warmer than the outside.

It's just that some people's eyes are even more harsh than this winter......