Lin Peng rarely got up early today, not because of something, but just because he wanted to go for a morning run on a whim.

In the early morning, the campus is shrouded in a white fog, looming, giving people a sense of ignorance and illusion. Lin Peng opened the door of the dormitory building, took a fresh morning breath in his face, stretched his waist deeply, and the joints of his body "crackled" and made a cheerful sound.

"Well, the early birds get worms. ”

Listening to the melodious birdsong from the trees, Lin Peng showed a satisfied smile, humming a little song while trotting all the way towards the river.

Lin Peng's school was built along the river, and along both sides of the river, the XX city government built two extra-long wooden corridors, between which there are two "iron lock bridges" composed of pontoons and wooden planks to connect the two banks. Every night, rows of lights are lit up on the corridors on both sides of the river, like two white dragons, illuminating the surface of the river sparkling. The pontoon bridge between the two banks was full of people, from nearby residents taking a break after dinner to school students coming to play. And the location of Lin Peng's boys' dormitory is on the side of the river, so it can be reached within a few steps, which is very convenient.

I thought that if I got up so early, there should be no one by the river. But when Lin Peng arrived at a trot, he found that there were already middle-aged and elderly people fishing leisurely since now. They carried small foldable benches with them and watched the river while smoking cigarettes. Some of them are still holding hot eggs and steamed buns in their hands, chewing and swallowing slowly. I am not in a hurry to catch the fish, nor am I in a hurry to finish the breakfast in my hand. It's about enjoying this rare weekend at a leisurely pace.

Beside a long pavilion not far from the shore, a group of elderly people wearing loose white clothes and white pants were leisurely playing Tai Chi. In the white mist of this early morning, it became a different scenery.

Lin Peng crept cautiously and tiptoeed to the wooden corridor, trying not to disturb these old people, and ran towards the white front alone, which also melted into a part of the foggy scene in the early morning.

Gradually, Lin Peng's ears were only left with the crisp squeezing sound of the soles of his feet touching the wooden plank, and the figures and voices of those old people gradually faded away and dissipated into the thick white mist. Between heaven and earth, it seems that Lin Peng is the only one left...

Although he hadn't exercised for a while, fortunately, Lin Peng's foundation was very good, and he didn't feel very tired, and before he knew it, he had already run to the pontoon.

At this time, the fog had begun to gradually dissipate, and the surface of the river gradually became clear, but it was only limited to a small area close to him.

Lin Peng stopped, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and walked slowly along the pontoon bridge while holding on to the iron chain. The pontoon bridge is no better than a wooden corridor, and although it is connected by planks and chains, it still has a slight shaking and jolting. But Lin Peng likes this feeling very much.

The other side is still white, and it is not clear to see. When he walked to the center of the pontoon bridge, Lin Peng stopped, leaned on the iron chain, and looked at the endless river surface silently. In this white mist, on this pontoon bridge, and on the top of this river, Lin Peng had a different kind of experience, a sense of comfort and relaxation.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, a crisp bell sounded faintly on the river in front of him, interrupting Lin Peng's thoughts.

"What?!"

Lin Peng faintly felt that something was floating from the river in front of him, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at the river in front of him.

"Ding!"

The ethereal bell rang again, and this time it was heard more clearly, especially on the silent river. Lin Peng was completely sure that he hadn't heard it wrong just now, and there was indeed something coming from the river ahead.

"Click!

As the bell got closer and closer, Lin Peng heard a strange sound again, which felt like the sound of something being crushed, but Lin Peng still didn't guess what it was after all. And this is the fog on the surface of the river began to slowly wriggle, and a white figure loomed from the white river surface.

"What?!"

Lin Peng's eyes widened and he looked ahead in disbelief. As the white figure got closer and closer, Lin Peng also saw the other party completely clearly. I saw a silver-haired woman holding a white lady's umbrella walking towards her like a walk on the river! The woman was wearing a tower-shaped hanging yarn hat, from the umbrella to the person, all dressed in pure white, which was somewhat similar to Dugu Shuqin's pure black dress. However, those crystal and cold blue eyes indicated that the other party was a Caucasian.

"Click!

The strange sound sounded again, this time Lin Peng finally saw what was going on, only to see that every time the woman in white took a step forward, the river in front of her would immediately condense into a crystal layer of ice! This is the sound of the water instantly freezing into ice!

No wonder she was able to walk on the river! It turned out that the river was frozen! Lin Peng suddenly realized, and then felt a trace of danger: Who is this woman? Why did she suddenly appear here? Could it be that she came to me like that Hattori Caizang?!

Just as Lin Peng was hesitating whether to leave this place immediately, the woman had unconsciously come to the pontoon, jumped up, and stood on the iron chain, and the whole pontoon bridge couldn't help shaking! Lin Peng's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and cold sweat couldn't stop coming out of his forehead. He didn't dare to raise his head, only looked at the woman's footwrap with his spare eyes, watching the other party's every move.

The mysterious woman stood on the chain for a moment, did not speak, and then leaped again, and walked forward with the sound of a cold "Click!Click!" footsteps, and never looked back.

"Whew!"

When the bell in his ears faded away until it disappeared completely, Lin Peng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the shirt on his back had already been soaked with sweat. When I looked back again, I saw that the woman's figure had disappeared into a white river, as if it had never appeared at all...