Xia seventeen felt very cold and his body seemed to be pricked by a needle.

The feeling was so bad that she could hardly bear it.

I don't know why, she desperately wanted to wake up, but her consciousness was lax, her body and limbs were out of control, and it was even difficult to move.

In her lethargy, she didn't know where she was and how to escape from this hell.

It was getting colder and colder, and her heart began to slow down suddenly.

I'm dying.

This is the only feeling of Xia seventeen.

She thought she was a strong willpower, but at this moment she found that no matter how strong her willpower was, life was life.

Finally, she gave up the struggle and let the cold hit her all over.

The skin, blood and bone marrow are like ice cream, which is bone cold.

She thought she would die like this. She didn't even have a chance to see her favorite person again.

But suddenly, a warmth wrapped her and dissipated the cold in her body.

I don't know how long it took. Xia seventeen finally had consciousness and was no longer so uncomfortable.

She slowly opened her eyes

In the eyes, it was dark and could not see five fingers.

She touched around with her hand and touched a person's body.

The material of the man's clothes is very special. Xia seventeen doesn't know what it is, but she can be sure that this man is not Ji Tingyu.

"Who is it?"

She opened her mouth and her voice was a little hoarse.

The man didn't answer, but he still stood like that.

Xia seventeen couldn't see each other. He didn't know whether he was a man or a woman, or whether he was an enemy or a friend.

She vigilantly moved aside to open the distance from the man.

Just at this moment, there was a sudden click.

The lighter on the hand lit up, and the dim yellow light filled the dark environment in an instant.

Xia seventeen raised his eyes and saw clearly the man in front of him.

Dark sword eyebrows, deep eyes, high bridge of nose, thin lips, knife cut facial contour.

Every inch of his face is so familiar to Xia seventeen.

Almost in an instant, Xia seventeen's tears couldn't help flowing out.

Bean sized tears rolled down her cheeks, drop by drop.

"You still know to come back!"

She choked and hit the man in front of her heavily on the chest.

The man raised his lips and smiled, took her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"As soon as you left, you've been gone for so many years. Do you know how worried I am about you and how much I miss you? And Lao Xia, what do you think he looks like a big man crying every night? And Tang Doudou, the girl is always calling your name in her dreams. And her mother, your photos are placed in the wardrobe!"

Xia seventeen said, crying and patting him very hard.

"Someone asked me: Xia seventeen, where's your brother? I said: he went abroad for further study. In front of outsiders, I should have lied, because I always firmly believe that you won't leave our family like this. Do you know I can't support it after so many years!"

Xia seventeen seldom cries. Even at the moment of life and death, she is always strong and not cowardly.

But at this moment, she cried like a child.

"Silly girl."

Innocent rubbed her hair and said in a low voice, "I'm not back."

Xia seventeen, even though she was crying, did not forget to hum proudly: "Xia, why didn't you come back until I died." Manual update is w faster]

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