"Hey - Helan! Come back! I accept that you're a fox! Helan-"
The tail light flashed twice sarcastically, gradually becoming a point, then it flowed into the rolling traffic, becoming unrecognizable.
It was unbelievable. This person had really left her behind.
Guan Pipi couldn't help but look at her feet: a very good asphalt road, the ground was very smooth. If it was summer, walking barefoot would have been a pleasure.
However, she complained bitterly in her heart, it was winter.
Although the snow had stopped, the ice had become cold, and the ground was as cold as the air.
No one cared about reaching out. She wanted to call and the phone was powered off. What's more, in the middle of the night, her look was so skeptical.
She walked alone for nearly an hour, and both feet just moved forward unaware.
Then she started to walk forward so strenuously that she began to sweat. After she had walked a long time under the stars and in the cold, she saw the building where she lived. When she'd left, she'd forgotten to turn off the lights, and the light in the bedroom was still bright. When she got to the door, she saw a lot of blood bubbling from blisters on her feet. Although she wore thick socks, her feet were still bruised, and the blood was horrible.
Pipi cried in her heart: It's really a human fox! The fox said that he was angry, and she was the cause!
She gave a slight sigh and looked up, but saw a white shadow faintly sitting on the steps in front of the door.
The posture was familiar and faintly distinguished.
"Jia Lin?"
Jia Lin stood up and shouted strangely: "Pipi, what happened? You're back so late?"
"I... my shoes got lost." Pipi felt a little ashamed and blamed herself for being such a loudmouth.
Fortunately, Jia Lin did not ask much. He was afraid of her embarrassment. When he saw her moving step by step, she collapsed and said, "I've got to go up."
Pipi relaxed on the back of Jia Lin, letting him carry her to the second floor.
In fact, this was not the first time that Jialin had carried her. One time she had wrestled and been injured for a month, and Jialin had taken her to school every day and helped her up and down the building. At that time, he was not very tall, but she was smaller. His tone showed that he was not to be argued with, and she did not try to. She fell on his back with joy. For this, Jia Lin was also teased, saying that he was a slave to his girl.
Jia Lin wore a down coat, but Pipi's breath snuck down his collar, and the silk thread tickled her nose. Pipi's heart beat very fast, her face was red and hot, and she felt that her body was about to be burned by his back.
At the door, Jia Lin put her on the sofa, turned and went to the kitchen to boil water.
"Jia Lin, why were you looking for me so late?" Pipi asked him across the room.
"It's nothing." He sighed softly.