"Brother, do you believe it? Your little girl is still alive, she is still alive, she is not dead. Daddy, Mommy, you must be very sad, but, believe me, I will definitely find her as soon as possible.
Yours."
She sat huddled in the corner. A quilt actually did not block any coldness. The night was still so cold, so cold that it would make people shiver constantly. She could only hold her body tightly and let herself come.
Warm herself. Apart from this, she really couldn't think of any other way to keep herself warm.
But, no matter what, she knows, she really knows, she has to live well, no matter how hard life is, she has to live, because, she still has people she wants to see, and she still has people she wants to see.
Thinking person.
Another night, she huddled in the corner. She could only bury her little face in the quilt. Only in this way could she feel a little warmth, which made her warm a lot. In fact, she didn't sleep well every day.
In the past, when Yin Sa was around, she didn't need to care about anything or do anything. She only had to lie down. He had always taken care of her and made her sleep in good dreams every night.
Now, she has no dreams anymore, only herself.
She sat up, took out a few coins from her clothes, and smiled. Her face was really thinner than before. She had to do a lot of work here every day, and it didn't necessarily mean she had to work.
She has food to eat, so in fact, in less than a month, she has already lost weight to skin and bones. Even her face, which used to have a little baby fat, is now only skin when pinched.
The dimples on his face seem to be much lighter.
Because she is no longer the little princess of the Huairui family, nor Yin Sa's little girl, but just a lowly servant here. She is in the palace. She was sold here. Someone picked her up at the beach.
She, therefore, sold her to the palace. The palace was very big, much bigger than the Huairui Castle. Here, there were real princesses and princes, as well as the lowest-status servants and slaves, just like now
Same as her.
She carefully placed her coins under the table. There were already several inside. These were all she used to buy herself back. As long as she saved enough money, she could leave here and go home.
Maybe there was still a long way to go home, but she never gave up. After putting away the money, she returned to the corner and shrank her body again, but she didn't feel any sleepiness.
Because it's really cold.
She breathed into her hands from time to time. She looked at her hands. Her hands were now covered with wounds, some were frozen and some were cut. However, no one felt sorry for her anymore, only herself.
Feeling sorry for myself.
Brother, if you saw this, you would definitely feel sorry for Xiao Guai, right?
In the morning, it was not bright yet, but they were all about to get up. In fact, for Lotte, sleeping less or sleeping more had no meaning at all, because it was too cold, too cold
Sometimes, she couldn't sleep the whole night.
She put on her own clothes. These were servant clothes. They were very old, but they could keep her a lot warmer. She now likes the daytime, because when she is tired from work, she will feel...
It gets warmer, instead of being so cold that it kills you at night.
She walked out, but she saw a silvery white outside. It turned out that it was snowing. This was the first snow she encountered when she arrived here. She leaned against the wall and looked at the snow in front of her. On the British side
It can also snow. Remember, the first time it snowed, she was reluctant to get up. She always wanted Yin Sa to hold her and continue sleeping because she was afraid of the cold. Yin Sa could only helplessly shake her head,
However, he always had no choice but to continue sleeping with her in his arms, and even helped her ask for leave from school, but he was reluctant to let her suffer a little.
She walked outside, squatted down, stretched out her red hands, and grabbed a handful of snow. Her fingers were trembling slightly. She wiped her hands and face with the snow. Is this right?
Could be cleaner.
She rubbed her hands again and put her hands in her clothes. There was a warm feeling in her hands now. Snow can also be used to warm herself, but it only needs the initial coldness.
.
She stepped on the snow and walked out. There was no one outside yet, but she was the only one. She picked up the broom put aside and began to sweep it. She kept it down, and the white air on her lips exhaled and disappeared.
White snowflakes kept falling on her body, face, and hair.
Soon, many people came here, all slaves like her. They were all sweeping the snow. There was a sound of footsteps. She saw everyone kneeling on the snow, and she followed suit.
She picked up the broom in her hand and knelt on the snow with them. She bit her lip tightly and put her hands behind her, holding them from time to time, as if this could make herself warmer.
She raised her head secretly and saw several people in formal dresses passing by. These were the royal family of this country. They must have come to attend some kind of banquet. She quickly lowered her head, unable to do anything.
Unbelievably, she didn't stand up until all the nobles had walked over, brushed the snow off her body, and then continued to sweep the snow.
Their work was not completed until the green path finally emerged. She picked up a bowl and walked to the kitchen, where they ate their lunch.
She only received a small bowl of rice and half a loaf of bread, because eating here was fought over and she was thin and didn't have any strength, so she could only get these.
She sat aside and bit into a piece of dry bread in her hand. It was hard to swallow without vegetables. For others, these things were inedible, but for her, these were her only ones.
food.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way," a very domineering voice came from beside her. As a gust of wind blew, she couldn't hide in a hurry. Her body was pushed away, and the bowl in her hand fell to the ground.
, there were grains of rice on the white snow, which was also her day's meal. The man left in a big way, but she just looked at the rice falling on the snow, sniffed her nose, and her eyes passed through the hazy spots.