Zuo You's heart beat slower and she was about to run out of the house when she suddenly heard Wen Shouren shouting from inside the house.
"Zuo girl, don't go out! Let him stand outside!"
Zuo You's body stiffened, and he vaguely realized something. He turned around and looked at Wen Shouren, then slowly stopped.
Outside the house, snow was falling, sweeping over the sky like a wandering elf, determined to cover everything in the world with a layer of silver frost.
It snowed all night long, the breath outside turned to ice, and the warm lights inside were dim.
Until the snow gradually subsided and the wind no longer roared, but blew through the window lattices.
It was almost nine o'clock when Wen Shouren opened the door first, sending a chilly air gusting in. Zuo You, already anxiously waiting, rushed out the moment the door opened.
When I stepped out of the house, I found that the snow in the yard was more than an inch deep. Every time I stepped on it, it was like sinking into a swamp.
Zuo You dug a snow pit with every step, staggering a little as he ran towards the gate.
When Zuo You suddenly pushed open the door and saw the person standing in the snow with frost all over his body, he could no longer control his emotions and tears welled up in his eyes.
Relief, heartache, sadness...all kinds of indescribable emotions overwhelmed her at once, and Zuo You cried out in tears.
"Uncle!"
At that time, Zuo You was wearing a scarlet scarf, which fluttered in the wind, the only bright color in the snow-covered sky.
Hearing the sound, Fu Shenzhi raised his eyes very slowly. His face was already pale, and now it was even more bloodless, like a thin piece of paper that would be torn with a poke.
However, the man's expression was very calm, his eyes were dark, and in his pupils he reflected a girl wearing a red scarf running towards him.
Fu Shenzhi smiled and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Kid, you're here."
Zuo You felt hot tears flowing down her cheeks, and when the cold wind blew, the pain felt like a knife cutting her.
She didn't care about anything else, and she pulled off her red scarf, stood on tiptoe and wrapped it around Fu Shenzhi's neck.
Fu Shenzhi's pale face reflects the bright red scarf, the color contrast is extremely obvious, sickly yet beautiful.
When Zuo You touched Fu Shenzhi, she found that the man was as cold as a piece of frozen iron, without a trace of temperature. Her fingers were so cold that they hurt, and the chill seeped into the bones.
Zuo You started to shiver. She hurriedly took off her thick down jacket and tried to put it on Fu Shenzhi.
Fu Shenzhi noticed her movements. His body was frozen and he moved very slowly. He shook his head gently and said, "Girl, put on some clothes."
Zuo You refused to listen to her and took off her coat and wrapped it around the man. Her coat was too small for Fu Shenzhi to wear, so she wrapped it around Fu Shenzhi's clothes like a quilt.
Fu Shenzhi seemed a little angry. Just as he was about to say something, an old and imposing voice came.
"Come in. Girl, help this boy into the house."
Zuo You's pupils suddenly shrank and her body began to tremble violently, not sure if it was because of the cold or excitement.
Wen Shouren seemed to sigh: "What this kid said is right. Now that you are in this situation, you can't just stay out of it. Since I have entered this muddy water, there is no reason for me to just walk away. Girl, help him in."
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