Chapter 332

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At this time, the sky suddenly fluttered a few snowflakes. Chu Quanling thought that he was dazzled at first. When he reached for a look, he found that it was really snowing.

People who live in front of the mountain all know the truth of snow sealing the mountain. In winter, when there is a heavy snow, the people on the mountain can't come down and the people on the bottom can't go up. It can be said that there is no way out.

Chu Quanling thought sadly in his heart that it was a good natural tomb.

The snow fell more and more heavily, and soon it turned into snow, whistling in the mountains with the wind.

Now it's not only the cold that makes her unable to survive, but also the road in front of her can't be seen clearly by the snow. Originally, she vaguely remembers the direction when she came up, but now it's so white that her eyes can no longer distinguish where is the way down the mountain.

The white snow connected with the sky, like a broad road, as if waiting for her to go forward.

I'm afraid I can't make it up to now. Chu Quanling holding

The arm limps forward in the cold wind, and there is no temperature on her body. The snow is like falling into her bones. At first it hurts, then it itches, and now it is unconscious.

She felt that her blood would be frozen. If a beast could come out and bite her now, it would hurt faster.

Snow and sky from the road into a big bed, very broad and soft, Chu Quanling feel particularly sleepy, she really want to sleep, want to lie in the wide bed, covered with warm quilt, lying never up.

She couldn't control her eyes, gradually blurred, she wanted to lie down, feeling that she was not cold anymore, the vast snow was extremely hot.

After staggering forward a few steps, she bent her knees and lay down in the snow. She was going to sleep.

It's a long dream. Chu Quanling seems to have gone through the first half of her life in the dream. From her mother teaching her poems to her quietly leaving, her father married a new wife. She was kicked away when she asked her father and mother where they were going. She dreamed that she was back in the cold and broken basement with several boxes on the bed

Moldy bedding, which used to be her happiest place every day, no one assigned her, no one bullied her, just lying in the bed to sleep well, and sometimes met her mother, which was the happiest thing when she was a child.

When Chu Quanling was a child, he didn't understand why his father suddenly didn't like her? She was always praised as beautiful and sensible. Later, after her mother left, her father seemed to be the biggest devil in her life. He would beat her in front of her stepmother, and throw hot tea on her face because he thought the tea she made was bad. Sometimes he would suddenly grab his daughter, and the disgusting desire in his eyes was so obvious.

It's just that she didn't understand it when she was a child. Leng Yujiang should not have a good mind for her all the time. Maybe she had thought for a long time

"Oh

Chu Quanling got up suddenly in her dream, because she didn't eat anything, so her stomach was empty. After vomiting for a long time, she just retched.

This is Leng Yujiang, but she will feel sick when she thinks about it.

Chu Quanling was retching beside the bed for a long time before he got up slowly

At that time, she suddenly found that the surrounding environment was not right.

Isn't it because she's dying that she thinks about her childhood? Doesn't it mean that people walk around before they die? Why did she dream of everything she had when she was a child, but now she is in this place? Is she not dead?

"Awake?"

An old figure came into Chu Quanling's ear. When she turned back to look at it, she was startled.

The old man in front of him opened his eyes, but he was very absent. He held a bowl of white food in his hands and didn't know what it was.

Is it Meng Po? Chu Quanling couldn't think of the reason why she could survive. She looked at the old lady in front of her and thought to herself. Her eyes fell on the bowl in her hand. At this moment, she was slightly white.

Mengpo soup? Chu Quanling sighed in his heart. When he wanted to sit up and reach for the bed, he found that his wrist was weak, but he had no strength at all. An unspeakable pain came from his fingertips.

Is there such a clear sense of pain after death? Chu Quanling's heart became more and more sad, for her son, who had not seen each other since she was born, and for her husband, who had only been in love for a few days because of many hardships. There is also a father, who has been looking forward to finding his daughter for so long, but has lost it. I don't know whether he can stand it or not.

Too much emotion, too much can not say, there are a lot of things did not do, there are a lot of words did not say. In an instant, all the sadness came to my heart.

"Girl, are you awake?" Just then, the old woman spoke.

"Yes." When Chu Quanling heard the voice, he looked up at the old woman in front of him.

In the dim light, the old woman's face was dark, and she couldn't see her face clearly. Her clothes were torn in several places, revealing the cotton inside.

At this time, Chu Quanling just smelled that there was a strong and bad smell in the whole room.

It's definitely not like a dustman.

"Then get up and drink this bowl of porridge. It's so cold, you say you want to commit suicide, and you don't want to find a beautiful place. The mountain is so evil that you don't even have a person. "

Suicide? Chu Quanling didn't speak. He fixed his eyes and thought. He gently bit his lower lip and asked tentatively, "grandma, where is this place?"

"As a blind old woman, I only know that there is no one coming here, and I don't know anything else." After that, the old woman groped for Chu Quanling and wanted to help her up.

"So I'm not dead?"

When Chu Quanling asked this, he had the answer in his heart.

She should have been saved. Although the old woman in front of her looks blind, her eyes move when she looks for directions, which proves that she should not be totally blind.

Otherwise, how can we survive here and save her in the snow?

"Die what die? It's very unlucky for a little girl to talk. however

I just went up to the mountain to pick up firewood, and I stepped on you. I thought it was a corpse, but I didn't expect that I would drag you down all the way when I touched it. " The old woman put the bowl close to Chu Quanling's face and motioned her to drink it quickly.

Chu Quanling looked down at the dark bowl. The white porridge in it had no sweet smell, but a whizzing smell.

She forbeared, but still did not open her mouth.

Even though she was hungry, she couldn't think about it.