Walking to the river and sitting down slowly, she looked at the gradually melting ice in front of her, thinking of that day, Dongfang Yunlie jumped into the cold and biting river water without hesitation and hugged her, her heart and her eyes were extremely painful.

"Dongfang Yunlie, I have never wished that I was really just Lan Ling for a moment like now."

The hoarse voice was painful and helpless, and her eyes were also covered with a layer of moisture.

At this time, in the courtyard of the county government, Dongfang Yunlie stayed alone in the room, and there was no one in the empty room except himself.

At this time, he only hoped that his Jiu'er could be by his side, nothing more.

He felt that his requirements were not high, but such a request turned out to be just a luxury for him.

Suddenly, his heart thumped, as if something bad was about to happen. < g stood up, but unfortunately, before he could take a step, the whole person fell heavily to the ground again.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground, propping himself on the edge of the bed, and struggling to get up with the strength of his arms.

After a lot of effort, he finally allowed himself to stand up, and his breathing after exerting himself seemed a little short.

But he didn't have time to rest, he moved his body, propped up the bed, stood up little by little, followed, grabbed the stool in the room, and moved out little by little.

There was no support on his feet, he only relied on his own hands, and moved out with difficulty, no matter what, he must see Jiu'er.

Sweat fell from his forehead little by little, and his hands trembled slightly from supporting his whole body.

The road outside the courtyard is a little slippery, and the road surface that has just melted snow is difficult to support.

At this time, there was no one in the backyard, and no one saw him, who could come up to help him, and he was like this, tired and his hands were sore, but he did not stop and hesitate.

Finally, the hard work paid off, and he came to the outside of the courtyard where Feng Qinyu lived.

The closed courtyard door made the fear in his heart deeper and deeper.

Throwing away the wooden bench that supported him beside him, he stretched out his hand, supported the cold wall, walked forward and knocked on the door, and was about to push the door, when the other hand supporting his body, because of the slippery ice on the wall, was grabbed for a while, and the whole person fell straight to the gate of the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, the hard ice tip, extremely sharp, directly scratched his palm, and in an instant, the blood melted on the cold ice tip, falling down drop by drop, and gradually dispersed little by little in the melted snow water.

Dongfang Yunlie glanced at his palm, just pursed his thin lips and frowned.

The palm of his hand moved casually twice, and then he continued to stand up with his hands on the ground.

The palms of his hands were scratched a lot of skin, and there were still several blood marks faintly, but he didn't care about so much at all.

It took a lot of effort for him to grasp the wall, barely allowing himself to lean against the wall, and his hands could only grasp the wall with all his fingers because there was no fixed support point.

He didn't notice that not far behind him, Feng Qinyu, who had already returned from outside, was standing there watching quietly.

Watching him fall, watching him struggle to get up against the wall, she didn't make any movements, just watched quietly there.

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