At night, she always has insomnia.
Winter is here, the bed is like an ice cellar, and the hands and feet are always warm. She curled up on her knees and shivered in the bed. It would be fine if he was at home.
She missed him very much.
I blame myself for drunk too much water at night to allow my hunger, and brave the cold wind to go to the toilet in the middle of the night. The north wind pierced the window, and there was a piece of glass missing from the four-panel window, and she pasted it up with paper. The wind was too strong, and the chill got into the room through the gap.
She pulled the door open with a crash, and she was frightened.
A man stood straight at the door.
“Devil! Why didn’t you say a word when you came back?” Shirayuki reflected his appearance, and she distinguished this face. Yes, it is him, he is finally back!
He hugged her tightly, as if to buckle her into his chest.
She leaned on his shoulder and wept, hoping for the stars and the moon, and finally hoping for him back. At this moment, I finally got to rely on.
When her mood stabilized, he slowly pushed her away, patted the snow on his body, and a heart-shaped mark was wetted by her tears on his chest.
He untied the bulging luggage bag, took out bundles of things from it, and laid them neatly on the ground.
She fixed her eyes, and her eyes suddenly lit up, it was banknotes! She had never seen so many banknotes.
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“Where do you get so much money?” she asked anxiously. If the source is not right, she would not dare to spend a single point.
“We met a lavish boss, these are clean money, you can spend it with confidence.” He held her hand.
Her hands were so cold, as if she had just come out of the ice cellar, and he picked her up into the bed with distress to warm her. The ice cellar immediately became a stove.
The sky was bright, and the sleepy-eyed woman habitually reached out to touch the place around her, trying to touch his face. However, it was empty.
Suddenly she opened her eyes and walked around, leaving her house alone and empty.
She doesn’t believe that all this is an illusion.
Open the door, the snow has already stopped, and the doorway is covered with a thick layer of uniform and meticulous snow, inlaid with a string of winding footprints.
Her heart twitched, as if falling back into the ice hole.
Soon, there was a knock on the door. She raised her head and saw two strangers in suits and glasses standing in front of them.
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“Please