In the northeast of southern Liaoning, there is an ancient and impoverished small county town.

The county seat is named after "Ping", which means peace, calm and plain, and has a cultural heritage with hundreds of years of history.

Since the reform and opening up, the people living in the county have rushed to join the tide of business, which has promoted the development of the county's market economy.

However, more than 30 years have passed, and this ancient county town has hardly changed in the slightest in terms of overall appearance, which should be in line with the continuation of the connotation of the word "ping".

In the west of the city, in the old Jingzi Hutong, people still live in the old blue block big tile house, only the location of the street, built a five-storey building, which is called the only place by the people nearby.

At the westernmost end of the street, near a mountain forest, it is accompanied by the Qinghe Reservoir at the foot of the mountain, and is planned by the county as a primitive nature reserve.

The name of the only place, although it is a bit strange, but after a long time, people are not surprised.

The heavy snow is approaching, and a new hotel has been opened in the Ximen City Building, called Sunshine Holiday Apartment.

The apartment has been open for more than a month, and there are basically few people moving in, most of the time, occasionally some young people and old young people come to open the room, just to make some bedside fanning the wind that bit of.

On weekdays, I only saw a few old men gathered at the door of the apartment, basking in the sun and playing chess, to pass the boring time.

After a long time, the owner of the apartment couldn't stay any longer, so he simply became a shopkeeper, left the hotel to the only employee in the store, and went to Yunnan to travel alone.

In the words of the people, Pingxian County, a poor and remote place, is such a palm-sized mountain, a reservoir the size of a basin, and wants to learn from other people's big cities to engage in tourism, not to mention that they expect to fly to the Golden Phoenix, I am afraid that even pheasants are not willing to come.

At five o'clock in the morning, the night sky was as black as ink, and the sky was drifting and scattering with light snow.

There was a sharp knock on the door in front of the closed door of the Sunshine Holiday Apartment.

Liu Qing opened his eyes in a daze, turned over in the warm quilt, put on an old army coat bought from the second-hand market for thirty-nine yuan, and reluctantly walked out of the room.

On the double glass of the apartment door, a layer of silver-white frost was frozen, blocking Liu Qing's vision, and a large door separated the inside and outside of the door into two worlds of ice and fire.

Liu Qing frowned, reached out and took out the door key from the bar drawer, a trace of pale appeared on his delicate cheeks, and he squinted his eyes and asked, "Who......!"

It was quiet outside the door, there was not even a ghost, and the icy cold wind blew on the light box on the steps, and there was a whirring sound in the night.

"Pit daddy, your sister-in-law, ...... neurotic!"

Liu Qing cursed, thinking that someone was spoofing, shook his head, and walked towards the narrow lounge.

As soon as he reached the door of the lounge, there was a knock on the door again.

Liu Qing yawned, returned to the door with a gloomy face, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it, if you want to stay in the hotel, you can talk, and if you want to make trouble, you will call the police......!"

The knock on the door is gone......!

Liu Qing was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, he reached out and took out a rubber baton from the bar, opened the door and locked it, and pushed the door open hard.

A biting cold wind blew in his face, Liu Qing shivered, and suddenly startled, and his back slammed against the door.

In the dim light, a girl with long hair covering her cheeks, her body curled up in the wind and snow, sat on the cold steps, her thin clothes clinging to her curvaceous body, shivering in the cold wind.

A layer of cold sweat oozed from Liu Qing's forehead, and his heart beat faster and pounding in an instant, almost scared out of his urine.