On the twelfth day, the snow finally stopped.

But the sun was still not out, the sky was overcast, and the dark clouds were pressing down, and the gray was like a lump of lead.

Tang Xue finished weaving the scarf, and it took a total of ten days from the time she started, and Jing Yuan watched her finish knitting it stitch by stitch.

A hand-woven scarf, the first time in his life that Kyungwon received such a gift.

When I wrapped that scarf around my neck, I had a very special feeling, and there was the smell of Tang Xue in those cotton wool, as if she was holding her neck, soft and intimate.

In the afternoon, Kyungwon pushed her wheelchair and took her outside.

It was white under the clouds, and a cold air swept in, and Kyungwon helped her cover her red thick cotton coat tightly, and pulled up the hat to cover her ears and hair.

Tang Xue exhaled a white breath, and Jing Yuan helped her to her feet.

Her small wound was almost healed, and the big wound was about to heal, and although it would be very difficult, she was already able to go up the stairs on her own.

Kyungwon slowly let go of his hand and let her take two steps on her own.

"Isn't it going to be too cold outside?" Kyungwon asked.

"It's a little cold." Tang Xue put her hand into Jing Yuan's clothes pocket.

They went out for a walk, and Xiaobai followed him out, spreading joy on the snow.

The snow drifts were so thick that with every step they took, their shoes would sink into them as if they were stepping on sand, but fortunately they wore rain boots, so that the snow would leak into the soles.

They walked very slowly, just a little within the walls of the villa area.

Tang Xue saw a charred house and asked what was going on.

Kyung-won told her the story of cleaning up the zombies in the villa area, saying that he hung the radio on the pavilion and played square dance music at the highest pitch, and the zombies in the neighborhood would be attracted when they heard it.

The way the zombies swayed to the music was really funny, and he still remembered it clearly, like it happened yesterday, but unfortunately he didn't have any electronic devices to record that image at the time.

Jing Yuan asked Tang Xue if she was afraid, there was a crematorium next door to us, and there was not just one, but four.

Tang Xue said that she was afraid of death, and after speaking, she leaned her head on Jing Yuan's shoulder.

When she walked somewhere, Tang Xue suddenly stopped, looked through an iron door, and looked in.

Kyungwon didn't know what she was looking at, he couldn't see clearly.

She said she wanted to go into the room, so Kyungwon pushed the door open and led her in.

All the houses in the villa area have been looted by Kyung Won, except for his own home and some empty houses with spare keys that have not been sold, and the doors of the rest of the places have basically been violently smashed open by him.

He must have been to the room, but he couldn't remember what was inside.

He asked Tang Xue what she saw, and Tang Xue said she saw the piano.

A dusty piano rests in the living room.

Tang Xue blew the dust on the stool and sat down, Jing Yuan helped her lift the piano board, and the keys below were clean.

Her sitting posture is very standard, her fingers are on the keys and brushing, the sound is very good, the sound quality is great, and when she hits the keys, she feels like her heart is trembling.

Tang Xue said that this is the world's most high-end mass-produced piano, the price is about one million to two million, and the purchasing power of the country's currency is almost equivalent to RMB, which means that this piano is worth a BMW 7 Series.

She played the tune, the tune was soothing, at first she would make mistakes or get stuck, but in a few minutes she regained her sense and played the fast-paced music.

Although Kyungwon is a layman, he can also hear the gold content of the song.

is really worthy of being the daughter of a powerful family, with good genes, good-looking, and has received the highest level of education since she was a child, and she is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts.

"Since I was three years old, I have had to take private lessons every day, except for winter and summer vacations, my father will take me on a trip abroad, and the rest of the time is in class, when I don't want to go to class, I go to my grandfather."

"Does your dad have any other children besides you?"

"I am his only daughter, and as far as I can see, he doesn't like to be tied down by children and family, and he rarely even goes home."

"The children of each family have their own hardships."

Jing Yuan pondered about moving this piano home, but this is also a high-end product, it's a pity to lose it here, move back, you can listen to Tang Xue play the piano when it's okay, and he can still learn from it.

The back of the piano is engraved with the weight and brand, the brand is called Warwick, it weighs 490 kilograms, it is worthy of high-end goods, and the amount is sufficient.

He alone would definitely not be able to lift this piano up, but it seemed that it had its own wheels and jacks, and Jing Yuan, under Tang Xue's instructions, lifted the piano up, pulled out the twelve wheels at the bottom, and pushed the piano to the door.

He found two small carts converted into sleds, set up the piano one after the other, replaced the sled dogs with manpower, and dragged the piano all the way back to the door.

The hall was still very spacious, and after finding a suitable spot, he put the piano down, and spent more than ten minutes wiping all the dust off the piano.

By the way, he brought back the piano bench that could be moved up and down, anyway, it was all ownerless, he took a fancy to it, and he took it casually.

When you are bored, there is another entertainment activity, you can lie on the sofa and listen to Tang Xue play the piano for him.

After a few light snowfalls in the last two days, on the fourteenth day, it finally cleared.

It was almost a cloudless sunny day, and although it was sunny, the sun was pale and weak, like a cold white light, which could not bring any warmth.

However, it still made Jing Yuan feel very comfortable, and he was thinking about whether to go out today and go to the foot of the mountain, which is the old mansion that Tang Xue said.

It's not very far from the villa area, and it's more than enough to walk back and forth in a daytime.

It must be impossible to count on to go to the city center, it is too far, and the arrival of winter makes it impossible for him to travel between the southern suburbs and the city center as conveniently as before.

But before he could go out, he found that Tang Xue's state was a little wrong.

Her face was so red that she had a fever again, and she took her temperature, 39.8, which was worse than the fever she had when she went to the snow before.

She looked very uncomfortable and was sweating profusely.

Kyungwon dismissed his plans to go out, mixed a basin of warm water, and wiped her sweat.

He turned on the generator to allow the air conditioner to heat the room to 22 degrees.

Xiaobai didn't know why, he kept biting Jing Yuan's trouser leg and pulling him away from the bed.

Jing Yuan locked Xiaobai outside the bedroom, took a bottle of high-concentration liquor, and applied it to Tang Xue's skin, using the high volatility of liquor to physically cool Tang Xue.

He went downstairs to warm up the leftover porridge from last night, brought it upstairs, and fed Tang Xue bite by bite, but she couldn't eat it after two or three bites, so Jing Yuan had to help her up and feed her water.

(End of chapter)