The snow is stormy, and the ground is freezing and the weather is cold. Dressed in rags and barefoot, she ran in the snowy night, anxiously shuttling in front of the infirmary in the streets and alleys. She knocked on the door from house to door, begging the doctor to come to the doctor, but she was greeted by a roar and a closed door. A clinic in the shadows at the end of the street was her last hope. This little bit of hope supported her crumbling body. She came to the last hospital and knocked on the door of the clinic repeatedly, until the doctor in the hall opened the door with a curse, and she stopped her movements.

"Please, please save my mother-in-law!" She fell to her knees with a thud, the bone-chilling chill piercing her delicate skin and directly invading her bone marrow.

"Do you have any money?" The doctor looked her up and down and asked disdainfully.

"I'm ......" Er'er buried her head and was silent.

"There's no money, what's the trouble here, let's go!" The doctor turned back impatiently, and was about to close the door when she blocked it with her body. She didn't care about the cold pain on her body, crawled to the doctor, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and cried and begged again and again.

Seeing that she refused to give up, the doctor kicked her out of the door with a kick and closed the door with a "bang".

She stroked the pain in her chest, and tears poured down her pale and cold face like two rows of icicles.

She got up and staggered towards the ruined temple on the outskirts. There is her mother-in-law who loves her the most, and she is also her only relative in this world. And now my mother-in-law is sick and dying. She wanted to rush back to see her one last time.

She had just turned the corner when she was stopped by a drunken man. The drunk's eyes kept staring at the silver lock around her neck, approaching her step by step, and she subconsciously protected the silver lock with her hand, she wanted to escape, but her feet that had already been frozen did not listen to her at all.

"A poor girl with a silver lock?!"

The drunk reached out to snatch the silver lock around the neck, and the drunken bit the drunkard's arm with his teeth, and the drunk was completely enraged, and slapped the drunken on the snow. Su'er struggled in the icy snow, begging the drunk not to snatch the silver lock that Granny had left for her. But the drunk man in front of him, who saw the money and lost his mind, didn't mean to stop, and pulled down the silver lock on the neck of the child, and the neck of the child instantly had a red mark.

The drunk proudly checked the silver lock in his hand, and said with a wicked smile: "You little girl has a silver lock, there must be something else valuable on her body, I have to search it carefully!" ”

The drunkard said that, he had bad intentions and wanted to do something to the drunk.

Just as she was in despair, a sharp light pierced the night sky, and blood gushed from the drunkard's back, staining the white silver on the ground.

The thin sleeves of her clothes were torn and cracked, and when the wind and snow cut through the torn sleeves and through her delicate skin, the pain was as piercing as a knife cut, so cold that she curled up her body together and shivered.

A long figure walked towards the girl, and the man with a white fur around the neckline walked up to her, untied the fox fur cloak on his body, leaned over and draped it over the body, and handed back the silver lock that the drunk had snatched away. With consternation and fear written in her eyes, she sat up, wrapped her body tightly in a wide cloak, and looked at the man in front of her with some dazed confusion.

The man stretched out his slender hand and handed it to her, and she timidly covered her cold, red and swollen little hand over his palm. I don't know if it was the soft cloak on her body that resisted the cold of the wind and snow, or the temperature of the man's palm, which alleviated the panic, at this moment, her body gradually melted into the warmth, through the skin, into the bottom of her heart.