She was hidden in a small haystack, with the howling cold wind and snow outside. She stretched out her hand out of the haystack in fear, but was held down by a slender, cold hand.
Her hand was pushed back.
The fingertips seemed to be stained with a touch of blood, mixed with the smell of frost.
But she saw through the gap in the haystack that the person lying outside the haystack was covered in blood and his eyes were scarlet.
Such dazzling eyes instantly woke up Sheng Ling.
Cold sweat broke out on Shengling's forehead. She sat up and shivered because of the sudden cold. She sniffed, wiped the sweat on the tip of her nose with her finger, touched her hot forehead, and her eyes turned red. After rolling his eyes, he realized that he had fallen asleep on the couch.
As expected, Sheng Ling developed a high fever again.
Ever since she came to Bell City, it was common for her to have high fever from time to time. Sheng Ling was used to it, so she immediately endured her headache and took out the medicine she had not taken last time.
When I opened the door, the sky outside was just getting bright. The air outside was cold and icy, with a biting chill like ice shavings.
When Sheng Ling was squatting in the small kitchen making medicine, he was guarding the medicine stove and holding his burning head in a daze.
Occasionally, I yawned and coughed twice, rubbed my nose and couldn't help but bury my red face between my knees and legs.
Still a little uncomfortable.
The more often I get sick, the more I feel like I won’t survive.
If you can't survive even three months, what should you do...
However, this depressed mood only lasted until dawn. Sheng Ling pinched her nose and drank a bowl of medicine. After drinking the medicine, she no longer thought so.
It didn't matter whether it could live to three months. Anyway, if it lived for one more day, it would be a day's gain. She couldn't care that much, and it was useless to even think about it.
Sheng Ling put on a thick cotton-padded jacket and went to the primary school early.
Maybe it was because she was sick, but Sheng Ling was not very energetic during class today. During lunch, the old lady saw that Sheng Ling was sick at a glance, and while "teaching" Sheng Ling not to take care of her body, she also tolerated it. I couldn't help but go and make hot soup for Sheng Ling to drink. ,
After drinking the hot soup, Sheng Ling praised with satisfaction: "It tastes so good, I will be sick for two more days!"
The old lady didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She laughed angrily because she felt that Sheng Ling still had the temperament of a child.
But Sheng Ling was lucky to have the old lady taking care of her. She only recovered after being ill for two days.
After this experience, Sheng Ling became closer to the old man and his wife. She knew that they took care of her as their own children, and Sheng Ling also treated them as their grandparents, often talking and laughing with them.
Sheng Ling saw that the weather was getting colder and colder. She wanted to buy two warm and comfortable coats for the old lady and old gentleman to wear, but she did not have enough money. Sheng Ling thought about it and went back to take another piece of jewelry to the pawn shop. Done.
After Sheng Ling changed the money, she went to buy them winter clothes.
After Sheng Ling went to the clothing store, she chose a cloak made of the best material, not because it was expensive, but because she wanted the two elderly people to wear it comfortably and warmly.
Taking advantage of a break from classes, Sheng Ling went to the old gentleman's house and gave them some clothes he bought, treating them as a belated New Year's gift.
The two elderly people were so moved by this that they couldn't put it off, because the clothes Sheng Ling bought were all in their size, and even if they were returned, Sheng Ling couldn't wear them.
(End of chapter)