Chapter 2 Could it be that she didn’t cry beautifully enough?

Author: Feng Qingzhi

Chapter 2 Could it be that she didn’t cry beautifully enough?

When Si Yan drove near the highway, he saw a group of people standing in front of a gas station in the distance.

In the snow directly in front of them, a vague black figure was crawling hard in the snow.

After finally seeing someone of the same kind, Si Yan's eyes flashed with surprise and she was filled with surprise.

She slowly drove the car closer and stopped, holding on to the bare car door, and tentatively climbed down.

People not far away heard the noise and looked forward. They looked up at the light blue diamond high heels and saw only beautiful ankle bones and slender white calves...

I saw the toes swinging feebly in the air, but they could not touch the thick layer of snow on the ground.

A gust of biting cold wind blew by, and the little girl with wavy hair shook gently, then tightened her skirt and jumped down with all her might.

When she climbed up from the snow in embarrassment, her whole body was covered with snow foam. She gently bit her whitened lips, and her eyes suddenly turned red, and a small teardrop hung on the crescent.

The look between her eyelashes that seemed to be about to fall off made the male compatriots who witnessed this scene feel a little bit in their hearts to varying degrees.

Several people looked at each other, and one of them, a middle-aged man wearing a red windbreaker and a black hat, pretended to be extremely friendly, and stepped forward to ask.

"It's so dangerous outside. How come you, a beautiful girl like you, ran out alone in a car?"

Si Yan sobbed softly, "Originally, I was with a few friends, but they took advantage of my illness and left me alone..."

After a while, her eye circles were stained with a layer of red from crying, and her black and white eyes shone with a faint watery light, as if she had experienced great grievances, making people feel some pity for no reason.

Si Yan cried for a long time, and there was silence in the air. No one even came forward to hand him a tissue out of sympathy.

Could it be that she didn't cry beautifully enough? Not enough to bring rain to the pear blossoms? Not enough to make me feel pity for her?

But this is impossible! Her acting skills were specially practiced in front of the mirror.

With all due respect, everyone here is just wood!

Si Yan felt that it was extremely boring, and just when he was about to stop the performance, a gentle and handsome man wearing a long black down jacket and black-rimmed glasses walked out from behind the crowd. He took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to

Si Yan smiled,

"Stop crying, you won't be beautiful if your eyes are swollen from crying. Just follow us from now on, we will protect you."

Si Yan was stunned: "Really?"

The middle-aged man spoke at the right time, "Of course it's true. Our captain is a level two wind mutant. He's very strong. It's no problem to protect you, a little girl."

"But, they..." Si Yan looked at the female compatriots not far away, whose eyes were filled with blazing fire, and whispered: "These sisters don't seem to like me very much?"

The elegant and handsome captain used a tissue to wipe the tears from the end of her eyes, and comforted her in a gentle voice: "No one would dislike a beautiful girl like you. The people in our team are all very kind.

, I will definitely get along well with you in the future."

Si Yan turned around lightly, avoiding the slutty hand, and then pretended to point to the person lying in the snow not far away, and asked worriedly: "Is he also from your team? He seems to have lost a lot of blood.

, why do you just let it go?"

The man lying in the snow looked really embarrassed. He was wearing a tattered black T-shirt and black shorts. His exposed arms and calves were covered with large and small wounds, some of which were knotted.

Some of the scabs have ulcerated and are slowly oozing blood.

In the snow where he crawled, there were left blood marks one after another, as if the snow was full of large and small red plums.

Two meters away directly in front of him, a piece of bread that looked as big as a palm and covered with green mold was lying quietly in the snow.

The captain, who looked like a gentleman and a scumbag, stared at the man in the distance and chuckled, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "Don't worry about him, he stole something, didn't repent, and hurt someone.

There is no room for such people in our team."

Si Yan frowned slightly and said cautiously, "But, but he is really pitiful. What if he freezes to death?"

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, a woman wearing a flaming red cotton suit with extremely delicate and alluring makeup walked out of the crowd aggressively and said in a sinister tone: "Hey, little white flower, is this the Holy Mother's heart that is overflowing? I feel sorry for him, I'm afraid of him.

He's freezing to death, then go hold him and help him warm up."

Si Yan raised her bare, white and tender arms, and said in a slightly innocent tone, "I'm also very cold, my arms are almost frozen. My sister is wearing such warm clothes, can you help him warm up?"

"What?" As soon as these words came out, the woman was furious. She looked at Si Yan angrily, and then pointed at the motionless man lying on the snow not far away, "Isn't it the captain who said a few polite words to you?

Are you treating yourself like an onion? Who do you think you are? You want to instruct me to do things? What kind of dream are you dreaming about?"

Si Yan sighed quietly in his heart, really, why do women bother women?

Can't you be more tolerant of her?

She raised her head, her eyes full of confusion, "I'm just telling the truth, why should my sister be so cruel? Since my sister doesn't want to help him, then I will help him."

After Si Yan finished speaking, he trudged through the thick snow and walked farther away.

A series of footprints of different shades were left on the snow, and the pink skirt swayed in the cold wind. The girl's slender figure seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, but her steps were full of determination.

The captain, who looked like a scumbag, took off his black-rimmed glasses and gently wiped the white mist on them with a tissue in his hand. A trace of interest flashed in his narrow fox eyes.

This girl is really interesting.

——

Shen Yan felt that he might not be able to survive this time.

The pain from the wound can no longer be felt as the body gradually becomes frozen.

The strong feeling of hunger seemed to become irrelevant in the face of the approaching death.

The piece of bread with green mold in the distance was obviously getting closer and closer to him, but it seemed that he could no longer hook it.

But it would be better to die.

This world has long been completely corrupted and dark, and there is nothing worth cherishing.

Just when his eyes were slightly closed, a thin white wrist appeared in his blurred vision. Going down from the wrist was an extremely beautiful hand. The owner of that hand had been pampered since childhood.

With.

It was such a hand that actually picked up that small piece of moldy bread in the snow.

Is it also because you are extremely hungry?
Chapter completed!