When he woke up the next day, Han Jiazhi was woken up coldly. That's right, she woke up in the warm bed. The sudden cold air made Han Jia, who was sleeping, subconsciously shrink his body, and he wanted to bury the whole person in the quilt.

But even so, it is still impossible to ignore the cold.

They crept in through the cracks in the old windows, and then silently seeped into the quilts, dissipating all the warmth and making people shiver with cold.

After Han Jiazhi was woken up coldly, he opened his eyes and looked out the window, and it seemed that the dawn had not yet broken outside. Han Jiazhi stretched out his hand out of the quilt and fumbled around the bed for a while, and finally got the cold mobile phone.

When she turned on her phone, the strong blue light made Han Jiazhi's eyes narrow, but after a while, her eyes immediately widened again.

Because the phone shows that it is already past eight o'clock in the morning.

This place is dark fast, bright and fast, usually you can see the sun at five o'clock, I didn't expect it to be more than eight o'clock, the sky outside is still dark and gloomy, there is no half dawn.

Obviously, something is not right.

Han Jiazhi got up on the bed in a down jacket, limped to the window, and approached the window to look out. Only then did I find that it was snowing heavily, and the wind was much stronger than usual, and the snow was falling from the sky.

No wonder the temperature is much colder than usual, can such a strong wind and snow not be cold?

The snow came so suddenly that it disrupted all of Han Jiazhi's plans, and she was now supposed to embark on the journey with a bag, down jacket and boots, and then feel the breath of freedom.

Instead of looking at the snow outside in a daze, as it is now.

Han Jiazhi sat back on the bed in discouragement, and after being irritable for a while, he couldn't stand the cold, so he could only obediently burrow back into the bed.

Look at this day, you can't go out of the house. Let's not talk about whether the temperature can stand it, she can't see the road clearly even in this fog. Although Han Jiazhi has decided to dedicate her life to freedom, this does not mean that she will run out and commit suicide without a brain.

There is no way, all she can do now is to wait for this snowstorm to pass.

'Come on, I'm running out of money to live here.' Han Jiazhi was full of distress.

Originally, Han Jiazhi thought that if she really had no money, with her karate black belt skills, she could find a few gangsters in the nearby area to rob her. If there is no bottom line, go and rob the students.

Grab a hundred yuan a day to make a living.

Compared with robbing the house, it is even more difficult for her to make Han Jiazhi say the words 'I have no money'.

Not to mention borrowing money.

She can borrow money from many people, teachers, coaches, Zheng Zhong, and if she doesn't have a little more face, she can even go to Du Zhiqian to borrow money.

But when she thought of borrowing money, she was deeply ashamed, let alone put it into practice.

How bad is it to be so bad that you will be so depressed that you go to your ex to borrow money? And who is she? She is Han Jiazhi!

How could Han Jiazhi do something to borrow money from others, even if she starved to death and died outside, she would never do such an act of borrowing money!

But for now, it seems that she may not have found a rogue ruffian to start with, and she is about to be swept away.

If this snowstorm does not pass, with Han Jiazhi's current financial resources, it will not be able to support her expenses for spending a week here.

Han Jiazhi tossed and turned in the quilt irritably, because she was worried about money, she felt that the current cold was no longer worth mentioning.

She looked at the ceiling above and muttered, "Otherwise, I'll rob Wen Ruming, right?" ”

As soon as this idea appeared, Han Jiazhi immediately rejected it, and now she is so poor that she hits a person who is poorer than herself!

She must be crazy to be poor!!

Han Jiazhi simply covered his head with the quilt and kicked the quilt indiscriminately in annoyance.

Sure enough, God has never been on Han Jiazhi's side. He always played all kinds of jokes on Han Jiazhi like a prank, so that she would be surrounded by irritability and not be able to live in peace.

This sudden snowstorm fell for three days in a row, and in the middle of the night, Han Jiazhi could even hear the wind whistling outside the window. You can imagine how bad the weather was outside.

Although the people who live here are bored, there are ways to relieve their boredom. Three or two people chatting with each other or playing some entertainment games can also pass the time.

This is also the reason why Han Jiazhi doesn't like to be lively, because lively places always make her lonely.

No one will be alone like her.

Han Jiazhi spends more time in the room.

First, she can save her physical strength, so that she is not easy to get hungry, and second, she doesn't have any friends she knows, and she just wanders around when she goes out.

If she smells the smell of rice, it may cause her to come out with worms and torture her uneasy.

Wen Ruming, that guy, is so busy every day that his feet don't touch the ground, let alone chatting. Every time I saw him, I either cooked in the kitchen, cleaned up the table outside, or couldn't see him all day.

Han Jiazhi sometimes envies him, he lives so fully every day, he knows what he should do next, and he has his own value.

As for her, when she pursued freedom, she still had a goal and motivation to move forward, but in the past few days, Han Jiazhi found that once she cut off contact with the outside world, she was an empty shell.

Every day is muddy, as if there are so many things in this world, so many activities that can realize value, and they have nothing to do with her.

Even though she tried her best to prove that she could endure hardships, she could rely on herself to realize the meaning of life, and she was never a delicate flower raised in a greenhouse.

But she can't get rid of the eldest lady's style that is engraved in her bones.

I can't lower my head, I can't open my mouth. Do things that ask for others, and don't want to listen to other people's arrangements.

Sometimes, Han Jiazhi has to admit that Zheng Zhong did it. He really raised Han Jiazhi into an arrogant and lascivious straw bag, unstoppable, pampered and domineering, these words are really appropriate to describe Han Jiazhi.

The former Han Jiazhi was the daughter of the Han family, the heir of the Zheng and Han families, and the girlfriend of the CEO of the Du Group. Even if she spends money every day, it doesn't matter if she doesn't learn and can't do anything, because her path has been paved.

Everyone will hold her and protect her, because she has too much aura. If nothing else, she will be a radiant existence for the rest of her life.

But now Han Jiazhi, penniless, failed in the college entrance examination, and even has to save three meals a day, pressing them into one meal, and there is a risk of living on the street at any time.

But she still maintains that big lady style, what is the difference between her and the waste she hated in the past?