The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Soon, Wen Ning was covered with a layer of white snow.

She closed her eyes and let the snowflakes hit her body, feeling that the temperature on her body seemed to be slowly moving away from her.

Everyone says that snow is the cleanest, and if you die in the snow, will it also become cleaner?

She lay motionless in the snow, as if she had lost her life.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a regular sound of heavy footsteps from far and near, accompanied by several bright beams of light.

In the wind and snow, Lu Yanci took a few people and quickly moved from the gate to this side.

The snow was heavy, and it was only a short distance from the door to here, and there were a lot of snowflakes on his hair and shoulders.

When he saw the person lying in front of the tombstone, his whole body trembled.

His face had never been so gray as it was now, and he had never believed in gods and Buddhas like he did now.

He prayed to the gods and Buddhas, prayed for his girl, and there was still a trace of heat on his body.

He walked over slowly, half-knelt on the ground, and gently touched Wen Ning's face.

The face is soft, covered with a thin layer of snow, and there is almost no temperature.

The pain that sprung up from his heart made him almost unable to speak, "Wen Ning! ”

The word Wen Ning was a seed planted in his heart when he was a teenager, and as she grew up day by day, this seed took root in his heart, and finally grew into a huge vine, deeply rooted in his flesh and blood.

If you want to pull it out, it's almost impossible!

He stroked the snow off her, picked her up, and wrapped her in his coat.

The warm body temperature made Wen Ning regain some vitality, she knew who was coming, and she also knew that he would come.

However, she felt that it didn't matter if he came or not.

She won't die, a person like her, God doesn't accept her easily.

Lu Yanci hugged her tightly, so strong that he almost strangled her into his blood.

Sensing her move, he called her name in a dumb voice: "Ning Ning!" ”

Wen Ning's voice was as thin as a gossamer, "Lu Yanci, are you here......"

Lu Yanci hugged her, eager to rub her into the bones and blood, and his voice was very hoarse, "I'm here." ”

Wen Ning's voice sounded like it would break at any time, small, broken, "Lu Yanci, I hurt ......"

Lu Yanci stood up and walked forward with her in his arms, and in the heavy snow, his steps seemed to be a little staggering.

He hugged her small, thin body and said in a low voice, "I know." ”

Wen Ning gently grabbed his chest. In front of the clothes, the voice seemed to be crying, "My heart hurts, it's like a big hole, and the pain is unbearable." ”

Lu Yanci said in a low voice: "It will get better slowly, and it won't hurt in the future." ”

Wen Ning was very tired, felt very cold, and wanted to sleep, but her chest hurt so much that she couldn't sleep.

She pulled Lu Yanci's clothes and said softly: "Lu Yanci, I don't have a mother, she doesn't want me!" ”

Lu Yan didn't speak, and hugged her tighter.

Wen Ning said again: "I don't have a father, he doesn't want me, they don't want me!" ”

The wind and snow are getting stronger and stronger, and her voice is getting weaker and weaker, "Everyone doesn't want me to ......"

Lu Yanci pressed her in his arms, and his voice was so hoarse that it almost broke, "You still have me." ”

However, you are the Lu family! Wen Ning wanted to say this, but she didn't have any strength at all, and even the hand holding his clothes slowly drooped.

In just a few hundred meters, Lu Yanci hugged Wen Ning and felt that he had walked for a long, long time.

The person in the arms was light, small, and almost lost his body temperature.

He felt a little out of breath in his heart, and felt that she was doing it on purpose, deliberately trying to make him die of heartache!

He said in a low voice: "Wen Ning, you torture me like this, it will take a lifetime to pay back." ”

It's a dead end, a road from which there is no turning back, and from the very beginning, there has been no turning back.

As if hundreds of years had passed, Lu Yanci returned to the car with Wen Ning in his arms.

Under the light, her face was so white that she had no human color, and the temperature on her body was terrifyingly low.

Lu Yanci wrapped her tightly with a blanket, turned up the air conditioner in the car to the maximum, untied his clothes, and put her on himself, wanting to pass her body temperature to her.

Li Nan drove in front of him, glancing at the back seat through the rearview mirror from time to time.

He felt that the little third master who was high in his heart had fallen off the altar.

Sooner or later, this little girl will take his life!

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor frowned, and only threw down the sentence "hypothermia will be terrible" and pushed Wen Ning into the emergency room.

Lu Yanci just stood outside the rescue room for a long, long time.

It wasn't until Wen Ning was sent out of the emergency room that he came back to his senses.

This time, Wen Ning was very seriously ill.

The combination of hypothermia and a heavy psychological blow, coupled with the fact that her body did not fully recover after the car accident, almost cost her her life.

Within a month, the small private hospital added tens of millions of precision instruments.

From time to time, top experts from home and abroad are picked up by private jet for a few days.

Gradually, some rumors arose.

Some people say that a very important foreign guest was admitted to this hospital, who was very seriously ill and came to seek medical treatment.

Some people also said that a certain dignitary lived here, because the little third master of the Lu family would appear here from time to time.

There are even rumors that Luo Ying, the lover of the Lu family's little third master, is not in good health, so the little third master bought the entire hospital for her to recuperate.

However, rumors are just rumors after all, and the people of the entire Beijing City slowly regained their calm after talking for a month after dinner.

When the rumors gradually subsided, Wen Ning could finally go out.

In the past month, her ward was almost converted into a warm pavilion.

Lu Yanci seemed to have a serious shadow on her freezing in the snow, almost not letting her go out, not letting a trace of cold wind blow.

Not only have multiple radiators been added to her room, but the windows are also very tightly sealed, and they are not allowed to be opened except for the occasional ventilation.

Once, a nurse forgot to close the door when she went in for an examination, and happened to run into Lu Yanci coming back from outside.

He saw that the door was open, Wen Ning was sitting on the bed, wearing only a knitted sweater, he stepped forward and squeezed his hand, it was cold!

Even if the face is blackened.

The next day, the nurse and her entire group, all of them wept and packed up their things and went home.

Since then, Wen Ning's room has two more air purifiers that are open around the clock, and no one dares to open the doors and windows easily.

Wen Ning wanted to go out, or go to the balcony to have a look, but he was also ordered to forbidden, and occasionally he was agreed, and Lu Yanci was personally accompanied, at most, he walked in the small garden downstairs for a while, and he would be forcibly carried upstairs.

Therefore, when she came out of the hospital, Wen Ning felt more relaxed than ever.

After being discharged from the hospital, Lu Yanci seemed to take care of her a little more relaxed.

At breakfast in the morning, Wen Ning suggested that he wanted to go outside.

These days, it's really stuffy in the hospital, she's a big living person, and it's a simple requirement to go out for a walk.

However, she was afraid that Lu Yanci would not agree, so she secretly looked at Lu Yanci with her spare eyes after speaking.

He still has no expression as always, and the highly textured high-end fine-grained white shirt is worn on him, which makes this person more and more cold and noble.

He didn't seem to hear Wen Ning's request just now, and was watching the news on his phone.

The knuckled hand holds a thin white bone china teacup, and a silver ring on the middle finger exudes a faint cold light.

Wen Ning's gaze stopped for a second on the Y on the ring face, and lowered his eyes, his soft white fingers tightly gripping the silver spoon.

After a few seconds, she pushed away the cutlery in front of her and stood up.

As soon as he stood up, Lu Yanci put down the cup.

Get up, bend down and pick her up in the air!