The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 817 Poor and lonely
Along the way, the driver seemed determined to make sense of An Ran, and started talking, unable to stop at all, wishing he could send her to the airport again and let her buy a ticket to go back.

On the way, An Ran passed through the driver's persuasion and the sadness of her mobile phone.

The car drove to Chudanzhi's school in this way.

It's almost 10:30 now, and because it's too cold, I can't see anyone outside the school.

When An Ran got out of the car, she found that it was snowing again, and An Ran took out her wallet.

The driver poked his head out of the car window and said to An Ran: "Girl, if you think it over and want to leave tonight, I will send you off no matter how late, please keep my phone number, I will call and send you off when the time comes."

"I probably won't leave." An Ran laughed inwardly.

The driver looked at An Ran as if he was looking at a lamb that had gone astray and didn't know how to return.

"Then be careful yourself. This year's snow came very early. According to the weather forecast, there will be heavy snow tonight."

"That's it." An Ran paid the money, and seeing the falling snowflakes, she shivered.

The driver drove away, and An Ran dragged the suitcase to Chudanzhi School.

There are a little more people in the school, but it’s already there, and it’s snowing again, so there are not so many people, and you can see one or two from time to time.

An Ran buttoned up the hat on her clothes, she didn't expect it to be so cold, when she called Chu Danzhi a few days ago, he told them about the temperature here, but she wasn't there, so she couldn't understand how many degrees it was. So cold that it has come to this point now.

An Ran has never seen Chu Danzhi's school, and now she has no intention of admiring it. She was thinking about how to find Chu Danzhi. She originally wanted to find a place to call Chu Danzhi. She had thought about this in the car, but she I don't remember Chu Danzhi's number.

She used to remember his number, but after he went to college, he changed his number. Every time he called, he didn't notice to remember the number. It's your own fault.

An Ran was thinking about what to do, but her mind was so frozen that she couldn't think of a good solution. The cold wind pierced into her clothes, and the seams of her bones were piercingly painful. She felt the internal organs in her body, curling up unconsciously. Together, it hurts to shrink.

She kept walking, not knowing where to go.

The snow wet her shoes, and her toes were sore from the cold to the point where she couldn't feel it now. She looked around and saw a man and a woman walking in front.

She went with the mentality of giving it a try.

"Classmate, classmate." An Ran shouted, trotting, trotting was no faster than ordinary people walking.

She yelled several times in a row before the people in front realized that it was her who had yelled, and turned her head to look over.

"Student." An Ran walked up to the two of them, and said in a calm voice, "Student, I'm sorry to bother you, but I want to ask if you know Chu Danzhi?"

The girl looked her up and down, only seeing her small face, "I know."

An Ran has never thought that any words sound better than this one, so she quickly asked, "Excuse me, do you have Chu Danzhi's phone number?"

The girl glanced at the boy.

An Ran was afraid that she would think that she just wanted the phone number, so she quickly explained: "No, if you have Chu Danzhi's phone number, can you call him for me?"

The girl smiled, "Sorry, I don't have any."

(End of this chapter)