found a lady

It was New Year's Eve, and I was still single, and I couldn't bear to go home and accept the ridicule of my parents, so I simply lived outside.

The winter here is very cold, and there is thick snow on the road today.

Since I have to deliver New Year’s goods to my classmate tomorrow to prevent him from starving to death at home, I can only go out to shovel snow.

I put on a padded jacket for an unknown period of time, and kept stomping my feet to keep warm.Then I can only pray that there is someone shoveling snow at the gate of the community, so that I don't have to shovel for a long time.

My hands were moving, and suddenly I seemed to hit something hard, which made me stop suddenly.

I rubbed my overused eyes and went over to clear the snowdrifts.

At first I just thought it was garbage or discarded clothes, but when I pulled it, not exactly, "him" out, I was blinded.

Damn, what's the matter? !

This is... a... person, right? ?

"He" was just pulled out of the snowdrift by me without moving a bit.

Finally, I mustered up the courage and leaned over to check his breath.

With his body type, he was about a teenager, with wet hair and blindfolded eyes, which made it difficult for me to see the ugly face.I can only notice his complexion, which is dazzlingly white in the snow.

The boy breathed lightly on my hand, and his chest didn't rise and fall too much.

So I had no choice but to take off my coat and wrap him up, and the princess carried him home.

At this time, neither the hospital nor the pharmacy is open.

When I got home, I turned on the heater and put the boy on the sofa.He still hasn't moved and shows no signs of waking up.Sensing that he might have frostbite, I started to undress him.

He was wearing a cardigan and a Mickey-colored coat, not too thick, but not too thin either.

The clothes were all soaked, and when I tried to take them off, I could feel that many places on the boy's body were already stiff, and his body temperature was already very low.

Although he was covered with dry clothes and the room temperature had been adjusted to a high level, the boy still frowned slightly, as if he was feeling very uncomfortable.Only then did I see his face clearly, there was still some baby fat, but the outline clearly revealed his future handsomeness.It is a mold that is a bit like the "children of other people's family" that my mother said when I was young.

I sighed and took off my clothes, carefully holding him in my arms.

Maybe it's because of his small size, or maybe it's because of other reasons. The boy is very light, and he is held in my arms lightly. A little force may have the illusion that his bones will be strangled.

I don't know how long it took, I was a little drowsy, and suddenly felt something in my arms, and I struggled a little.Although it was very light, I woke up in an instant, looking at the weak boy in my arms who opened his eyes, his pupils were as black as ink, and the inside was hazy.

But in an instant, he regained his clarity, turned his head and stared at me blankly, then screamed and struggled.

I was so frightened that I hurriedly hugged him tightly, and was afraid that his frostbite would not heal, so I quickly said, "I rely on me to save you, you have been tricked by me, CNM." Well, I admit that I am not very suitable for explaining things to others.

"Who are you?" He pursed his lips tightly, probably realizing the disparity in strength between me and him.

I saw that he was also in pain, so I gently put him on the sofa, and then put on my coat: "Don't touch it first, I will warm you a cup of milk. Don't go to the ground, your feet are frostbitten." the best."

He looked at me with panic and indifference in his eyes.

After heating the milk, I came out leisurely, and saw the young man with his little feet raised, frowning in pain.

The skin after frostbite began to swell a bit.He seemed to be in good health, but he didn't wear shoes, so his feet were severely frostbitten.

When I walked over, he retracted his little feet again and looked at me with puffed cheeks, as if he wanted to bluff.

I handed him the milk helplessly, he looked at me, at the milk, and took it with a gritted teeth.As if going to die, he took a big drink, then choked and coughed non-stop.

Fortunately, I was careful not to cause too much heat, otherwise I would not only vomit all over the sofa, but also burn my frostbite.

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