Star Dome Railway: Give the man you love a home

(This book is for women in Bengtie, dedicated to giving a home to all the adult men in Bengtie. Each story can basically be regarded as independent. I will recommend it to all adult men at least once later. All in! Excited.)

(This is my first time writing a novel, so please give the author some time to develop the character. The beginning is indeed very long-winded when I look back, but the more I write, the better it gets. The latter part is really good. If you don’t believe me, go read the next few sections first!)

Shen Jiao dragged her frail body and walked slowly, step by step. Who knew that she would wake up in this snowy place, surrounded by wasteland. Her warm home was gone, and her soft bed was gone too. It was not until she felt the pain of frostbite on her body that she finally accepted that this was not a dream, but a real, strange world.

She wanted to live. She had been walking here for two hours and had not seen any buildings or living things. She was only wearing a nightgown, and the exposed skin was itchy and painful. She felt unbearable pain in all the joints of her body.

As she walked, she felt as if she saw something. Hey, what was that in front of her? Why was there a soldier-like person holding a weapon, appearing and disappearing? Was she dazzled?

She wanted to go forward to see what was going on, or even ask for directions. In this world of ice and snow, this was the only person she saw. He could be a hope, or something else. She had no other choice.

Just as she was slowly approaching, the soldier suddenly seemed to see her. He paused for a moment, then came forward with his gun in hand.

Wow, is this person going to kill me? Shen Jiao was startled, and then she struggled to move her body. She wanted to live, she wanted to defeat this person, this was her belief, her survival instinct.

"Ah..." Shen Jiao cried out in pain. The soldier's spear pierced her shoulder. Yes, she was just an ordinary 19-year-old college student. Not to mention her current physical condition, even if she had a normal body, could she defeat this well-trained soldier in front of her?

Shen Jiao's eyes were red from the cold, and her tears immediately froze into crystals.

Covering her bleeding shoulder, Shen Jiao closed her eyes in despair and slowly fell down.

She doesn't want to die, who can save her?

Is she willing to die like this? She is not willing.

The kaleidoscope of her life flashed through her mind. She was a Chinese from Blue Star and grew up in an orphanage. Apart from a car accident and amnesia, there was nothing unusual about her life. She had always been alone. Teacher Feng from the orphanage was the light of her life. She sponsored her schooling, and she was successfully admitted to a key university. With scholarships and part-time jobs, she saved tens of thousands of yuan. Her life was moving in a good direction, but she woke up one day and traveled to this hellhole.

Her head hurt so much that she could hardly bear it any longer.

Then, what happened? Before she passed out, she seemed to see a hint of deep blue, and then she was completely unaware.

……

"Oh, beautiful lady, do you remember to come back?" Sambo held the girl in his arms and stared at her face for a moment. After feeling the girl's cold body and seeing the bright red wound on her shoulder, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but it disappeared in a flash.

"My dear old bag, you are so wronged. I saved your life, but you have to give me some extra money for this."

Sambo quickly bandaged the girl's shoulder, and took out an antique bag from somewhere. He searched for a large cotton coat in it, quickly wrapped it around the girl, and picked her up.

"Sambo, I am a good guy who often gets into trouble, wants to ask for something in return, but always does what is right without asking for anything."

Sambo, who spoke casually but moved without slowing down, sighed, his expression showing no emotion.