410: He's not a god
Jiang Lingzhi tried her best to control it, but her voice was still a little choked: "Asshu ......"
She sniffed, "I can't find you." ”
Deserted suburban roads.
On both sides of the road are dead trees covered in snow.
The whole world fell silent, as if in despair of being isolated.
I can't find it.
I can't find you.
Jiang Lingzhi silently shed tears, and the tears fell on the snow one by one, melting into a piece.
The person on the other end of the phone did not speak, but a slight breathing sound could be heard.
"I, I can't get a taxi......"
It seems that he has finally found an outlet for his emotions.
Jiang Lingzhi knew that the tip of her nose was red, and she desperately tried to hold back her desire to cry, but she still couldn't stop choking in her throat: "I want to find you, but there is no taxi here...... I, I want to go home, but I can't find you..."
As she spoke, she squatted there in a small clump, her hands and feet frozen.
Because the temperature is too low, the mouth is accompanied by a condensed white mist when he speaks.
On the phone, he didn't speak.
There was only the sound of the howling wind, mixed with the sound of low breathing, faintly mixed with the sound of brakes.
Jiang Lingzhi squatted on the side of the road, and her legs were a little numb after a long time.
"70 kilometers, it's so far, I can't go back."
She sobbed and cried, rubbing the back of her hand against her tears.
"There is no 70 km."
The person on the phone suddenly spoke, his voice was as lazy and low as ever, but the words he said were extremely unexpected.
Jiang Lingzhi was stunned for a moment, and didn't react a little: "Huh? ”
Don't have 70 km?
However, the map shows 70 kilometers.
She sobbed and explained: "I, I looked at the map, my place is really 70 kilometers away from your house." ”
Speaking of which, she was a little nervous again.
"It's too far, I, I can't go back, Baidu told me that I have to go for three days."
After walking for three days, she could die on the road.
Jiang Lingzhi sniffed, cold and helpless.
I don't know if it's her illusion, but through a mobile phone earpiece, she seems to faintly hear a sound of the door closing.
"Well, then I'll shorten the distance, 70 centimeters, okay?" Li Shunan spoke again, and a magnetic cold voice sounded close to his ears.
Jiang Lingzhi's nose was sour, and she began to choke again: "You, are you telling me about the distance on the map?" ”
I know it's impossible.
She didn't even tell him his exact address.
He is not God.
How can I fall from the sky and come to her every time.
She wanted to say something.
Just then, a pair of white sneakers stopped in front of her.
Jiang Lingzhi's eyelashes twitched, her gaze froze for a second, and in her teary eyes, she slowly looked up along the pair of sneakers.
The man stood in front of her with the light on his back, his outline was angular, his thin lips pursed lightly, and from the bottom up, he could see that his crow-like eyelashes were drooping, and his light brown eyes were as deep as ink.
Against the background of the white sky, only his silhouette is clear.
The picture seems to freeze in an instant.
Someone who was supposed to be 70 kilometers away suddenly appeared in front of him, as if in a dream.
Stay, 70 centimeters away from her.
Jiang Lingzhi was still holding the mobile phone in his hand, so he squatted on the ground, raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were red, and tears were falling down.