Winter arrived overnight and the weather turned cold. Kudo was totally unprepared and caught a cold on the first day of winter.

"..." Kudo stood at the window, looking at the snow-covered world outside, then looked at the thin black sweater on his body, and fell into deep thought.

If he remembered correctly, it was still early summer yesterday?

Even though Japan's weather is unpredictable, it wouldn't span three seasons in one day, right?

And he used to live in Japan, and the phenomenon of this summer and next winter has never happened before.

Kudo covered his mouth and coughed twice.

His hands were so cold that he almost lost all feeling, and he had opened the window to let in some fresh air. The icy wind was bone-chilling, chilling his face.

Kudo coughed twice again, closed the window, and touched his forehead with his hand.

It was so hot that it was scary. Even though the rest of my face was freezing cold, my forehead still insisted on being hot.

My mind is a little foggy.

Kudo stood there for a while, looking a little confused.

What is he going to do?

His sight fell on the solid wooden door not far away. Kudo thought for two seconds with a little delay and opened the door.

When his bare feet left the carpet and touched the marble floor, they inevitably curled up, and Kudo felt that his mind seemed to be a little clearer.

"You're awake." Subaru Okiya asked casually when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Hearing this, Kudo raised his groggy head and looked at him.

The pink-haired man was standing in the kitchen, wearing an apron and frying eggs. "Breakfast will be ready soon."

Kudo did not answer him. He squatted on the sofa on the cold floor and buried his head between his legs in discomfort.

It's really cold. My eyes and forehead are hot, but my hands and feet are extremely cold.

Kudo closed his eyes. His thin eyelids blocked out everything, and the strangeness of his surroundings seemed to stand out abruptly.

He felt like a drop of dirt that had fallen into the pure white world, and the feeling of being excluded was particularly clear.

This feeling also made Lu Qi very uncomfortable. He asked the world consciousness drowsily, "Are you rejecting me?"

"Huh? No?" The voice of the world consciousness contained some sleepiness from being woken up.

"Then why am I..." Lu Qi paused halfway through his sentence, "No, it's nothing, just go back to sleep."

"Oh, okay." The world consciousness left again without any warning.

Lu Qi opened his eyes slightly. It was still dark in front of him, but his eye sockets were hot.

What's the point of asking Him? Everyone has a mouth anyway, so even if He speaks nonsense, wouldn't we still be unable to tell the difference?

Rather than letting His nonsense guide your thoughts, it is better to guess for yourself.

"It's time to eat." Okiya Subaru brought out breakfast.

Since Kudo was a man of few words, he didn't care whether Kudo replied to him or not. So when he came out, he saw Kuro Kudo slumped on the sofa.

The boy's forehead was sweaty and his cheeks were flushed. It was the first snow, but he was only wearing a thin black sweatshirt and a pair of loose black jeans, without even socks.

He curled up on the sofa, squinting his eyes slightly as he stared at the TV not far away. His sea-blue pupils were watery and his eyes revealed a sense of confusion.

The skeleton of a teenager is not big to begin with, not to mention that a teenager is still in the growth stage. Kurokudo is one of the thin ones. Now he is curled up on the not-so-big sofa, and there is still space left for one person to sit down.

A bit too thin.

Okiya Subaru frowned and reached out to touch Kudo's forehead.

He was stunned for a moment when he first got it.

boiling.

The preliminary estimate is that it should be over 40 degrees.

He quickly picked the person up, and when he did that he was slightly stunned.

Too light.