Huo Xiaofang pushed the door into the lobby of Xinjing Hotel under the wind and snow, and glanced at the front desk, Yang Xiao was not there. He took the Shicheng Daily from the newspaper shelf and browsed it at will.
When Yang Xiao came out from the corridor behind, he saw Huo Xiaofang at a glance. She walked out in two trots: "It's very windy and snowy outside, isn't it?" She reached out and patted the snow on the brim of Huo Xiaofang's hat.
Huo Xiaofang nodded: "Let's go!" The voice was normal, but Yang Xiao heard it warmly, and he glanced at Huo Xiaofang with curving eyes.
The two went out of the hotel, but saw a blue and white police car parked there. Yang Xiao looked at Huo Xiaofang.
Huo Xiaofang stepped forward to open the car door and said, "The snow is too big for a private benefit, come up! After a while, the car will be unable to leave if the snow gets bigger."
Yang Xiao sat in obediently, and Huo Xiaofang sat next to her.
The car drove slowly on the street.
After Yang Xiao got in the car, he discovered that there was another person in front of him, sitting quietly all the time.
Zhu Yu glanced at the rearview mirror: "Yang Xiao, don't shout when you see Brother Yu, this is not good!"
Yang Xiao smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Hello, Brother Yu!"
Huo Xiaofang glanced at Zhu Yu: "The snow is so big, eyes look ahead!" Zhu Yu stepped on the accelerator a little harder, and the car moved forward faster.
The car stopped on the side of the road, and Zhu Yu drove the car away as soon as the two got out of the car. Literature under the pen 88
Yang Xiao looked at the ground, and when he stepped down, the snow had already covered the vamp. Huo Xiaofang: "Let's go, go up! I don't know how thick the snow will be tonight."
When Huo Xiaofang came out of the bathroom, he saw Yang Xiao standing by the window, looking at the snow outside the window.
"What's the matter?" He stood beside her. Yang Xiao still looked forward with a pair of eyes: "Will my mother be cold in such a heavy snow? I want to give her something!"
Huo Xiaofang: "Okay, I choose a time to accompany you."
Yang Xiao turned his head to look at him, tears that were already sparkling in his eyes. Huo Xiaofang stretched out his hand and slowly wrapped it on her shoulder, Yang Xiao did not hide, did not hide, she yearned for the warmth, and gently leaned her head against his chest.
Zhu Yu drove the car and didn't go back to the dormitory right away. He always felt that the murderer would appear again on such nights, so he had a cigarette in his mouth again, and drove the car around the street twice, making the ground more and more difficult. When he walked, he turned his head and drove back.
Around two o'clock in the morning, the snow on the roof seemed to be more than ten centimeters thick. On the small square in front of the department store less than 100 meters away from Longteng Road, a woman stood there, looking up at the sky, as if admiring the snow.
This day may be the earliest day in Shicheng, and the white snow everywhere almost replaced the bright light of the sun. The mall cleaner Lao Hu and his wife started cleaning the snow in front of the mall at 5:30.
The weather was too cold, and the snow was too thick. The couple immediately started shoveling snow with shovel, hoping to clear the snow before the mall opened. Lao Hu shoveled and shoveled, feeling that there was no movement around him. When he looked up, he saw his wife He Yu in front of him, with a pair of eyes looking at the sculpture in the center of the square.
"Old Hu, who built a snowman so high and so realistic so early?" He Yu looked at him motionlessly. Lao Hu looked at the snowman, his eyes swept, and there were no footprints around.
The couple walked towards the snowman, and the more they walked, the more Hu found that there was something wrong. The snow near the snowman was not as white as elsewhere, showing a faint dark red.
(End of this chapter)