The Terrans began to snow, the rain only wore a shirt and a cloak to keep out the cold, and the wind wrapped a thick coat, but the hands and feet were colder than the rain, the two looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky outside the room, the rain drank a sip of hot tea, and kept sighing and watching the fog come out of the mouth It was very fun, and the wind was just holding a hot hand stove in his hand, walking back and forth.

Wind's hearing seems to be starting to recover, she can hear some loud sounds, but it is still relatively blurry, like her ears are filled with water, in fact, Wind feels that she can't get better, so she keeps persuading Rain to take back her true body, but Rain always says that she will wait until she is better first.

The rain was dizzy by her, pulled her to the chair and sat down, as soon as her hand touched the cold tabletop, her whole body was full of goosebumps, the rain poured her a cup of hot tea, and her body warmed up a little after drinking it, but from time to time the wind blew or felt very biting, the rain saw her shivering and got up and went back to the bedroom with her, as soon as she opened the door, the suffocating heat came to her face, the rain couldn't stand it and took off the cloak, and the wind drilled into the quilt, as if it had been sublimated, this year was not particularly cold, I had never seen her have such a big reaction before, maybe it was the ice in the cellar that made her frostbitten。

She exaggerated that even her head had to drill into the quilt, and it took a long time for her hands and feet to return to the temperature, and she felt so comfortable and dozed off, and when she woke up, she found that she was not in the bedroom, and the place where she was lying was very hard, and the air became so fresh, this was the smell of the bamboo forest, she sat up and stretched out her hand to touch the right side, and she knew that she was in a dream.

Although she misses him very much, she doesn't want to see herself like this, so she hasn't looked for him, and she doesn't want him to find herself, and when she saw her wake up, she asked softly: "Wake up?" There was no response, only to see that she reached out and touched the window, Sheng noticed that her eyes were not focused, and felt that something was wrong, stretched out her hand and shook it, the wind did not react, and the volume rose a little and asked: "Nanmeng, what's wrong with you?"

The wind still didn't respond, so she reached out to take her, but the wind shook off her hand, a stinging pain in her heart, and the tears in her eyes began to scream, she forced her tears back, and then bit her finger and wrote on the bamboo bed: Let me go, don't look for it again...

I don't know what's wrong with her, but this scene makes him inexplicably uncomfortable, I haven't written the words yet, so I gently hugged her, holding her bitten finger tightly with one hand, not giving her a chance to write down, the wind just pushed him away, the harder he was hugged, the tighter he was held, and the pain of his hand being grabbed gave up resistance.

Feng Sheng sensed the breath exhaled in her ear, it was indescribably urgent, it was quiet for a long time before letting go, he touched the wind's head, and then called Forget Worry in, the wind smelled the smell of Forget Worry, she didn't react much, just sat on the bed indifferently, feeling despair from her expression, Forget Worry reached out and touched her forehead.

I don't know what Forget Worry and Sheng said, but Feng obviously felt that his hand was being held tighter and tighter, they talked for about half an hour, the bitten finger was lifted, and then sprinkled some powdery things on it, ten fingers hurt to the heart, and instantly retracted his hand, Sheng wanted to continue to medicine her but was afraid that she would hurt, so she blew lightly and then slowly rubbed both sides, so that the painful position was relaxed, and Feng snickered inwardly.

"It's okay, bear with it. "I was like coaxing a child, but unfortunately the wind couldn't hear it at all, and I sprinkled some medicinal powder on it, and it didn't sting as much as the first time, but I still bit my lip, and after bandaging my fingers, the wind signaled to write.

Forget worry took a pen and paper, and the words of the wind were very beautiful: "We are just strangers, don't be nosy, let me go." ”

Before the wind could finish writing, Sheng interrupted her, pulled her left hand over and flattened her palm, and then wrote, "What happened?"

In fact, I had long thought that he would ask these questions, but he just wrote four words lightly on the paper: "It has nothing to do with you." ”

"It's okay, if you want to go, I'll let you go now, and I'll come looking for you every day from now on. ”

His body has just recovered not long ago, and he can't consume cultivation like this every day, just wanted to continue writing and was forgotten about the back of his neck, and instantly pulled back to reality, the stuffy panic in the quilt, his face was full of sweat, and he kept tossing and trying to stick his head out, but he couldn't find an exit, the rain came over, lifted the quilt, and the air became fresh, but at the same time, the cold hit again, a sneeze came out, and the rain immediately took the coat to put on the wind, and couldn't help but be a little surprised to see the sweat on her face.