A faint fragrance of jasmine came. At the same time, in a trance, it seemed that there was a soft, waxy and charming little girl's voice:

"Brother, are you hungry? My sweet potato, warm ground, for you to eat! "

"Brother, are you cold? Let me warm your hands! "

……

He will never forget that ice and snow, he this night, she maintained a posture and sat in the middle of the night. As she expected, she lost sleep completely.

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