Chapter 39 Snow

Red silk woke up from her dream and endured the soreness all over her body and was ready to get up from **. She seemed to have a long dream. In the dream, she seemed to have fallen into the garden pool. She struggled and shouted, but no one came to rescue her. It seemed that someone had been pressing her head to prevent her from swimming to the shore. She patted her head and was drowsy. It was heavy, and his neck was also stiff asleep. Red covered his hungry stomach and was ready to get up and let Qiaoyue make some food for herself.

However, in this bed, the red silk body stiffened and lifted the curtain. What was exposed in front of her was not a familiar small couch bench, but a bare open space. The ground was covered with a layer of masonry of different sizes, and a small square table was placed directly in front of it. Except for a square table and a bed, only one of the room has been extinguished. There is a window on the wall of the charcoal fire. From the perspective of red silk, you can just see the ice and snow melting outside the window.

Where is this? What happened to her? Isn't it a dream, but what really happened? Her brain is getting more and more confused, but she can't remember who pressed her into the water. That face, that face is obviously very familiar. Who is it, who is it? What does that sentence mean? My young lady is waiting for you. Well, she was impatient to wait and let me take you away... The red silk's face turned pale. No, the man was Qiu Ju. It was Qiu Ju who pushed herself into the water, and then it seemed that someone had saved her.

Red silk was not sure where she was now, safe or unsafe, and for what purpose was the person who saved her. So when she heard a conversation outside, she could only pretend that she was still in a coma, covered the quilt and closed her eyes.

At first, there was a clear voice, which was very familiar with "Master, how sure you can wake her up?"

Then a vigorous voice responded, "I don't think so. It's up to her."

It's indescribably strange. Red Silk feels that these two voices are very familiar with each other. Is the other party someone she knows? Red Silk opens her eyes and is ready to shout outside. No, wait and then. A voice in her mind reminds herself to close her eyes again until the people outside the house pushes the door in, she still keeps the tattoo. A state of motion.

"How about it?" The clear voice came again. This time, the red silk dared to make sure that this person was not someone else, but Tang Ziran. Why was he here? Was he brought here by him?

The red silk frowned and frowned, and felt that a pair of cold hands were on his wrist. It seemed that they were holding the pulse, allowing the hand to move from his hand to the eyelids, and then to his lips. The man turned over the red silk eyelids and looked at her tongue, and finally shook his head at Tang Ziran. "You haven't woken up yet, you go out first. I'll think of another way."

Tang Ziran didn't make a sound. He only glanced at the red silk, and finally retreated.

The old man heard the sound of closing the door, stroked the dust on the edge of the bed, sat down, clapped his hands and said, "Ode, don't pretend."

Red silk opened its eyes and saw an expressionless and slightly tired face, surprised, "Doctor Lu?"

Dr. Lu touched his short beard like a rabbit's tail and said, "It's me."

"How do you know I'm awake?" The red silk touched the forehead and asked strangely.

"Looking at you frowning, I really thought you could hide it from others." Lu Yu's expression was still serious, pointing to the forehead of red silk.

The red silk moved its body and said far away from the old man, "Why are you here?"

Dr. Lu stared at her with copper bell-like eyes and said, "You shouldn't you ask yourself why you are here?" He cared about me first.

"Then why am I here?" The red silk held two thick quilts and shivered. The charcoal fire in the room had been extinguished, and the window was open again. She was only wearing a middle coat. Isn't it cold?

Dr. Lu naturally went to the window and closed the window. He turned around and said, "You are so smart. Guess for yourself."

At first, Red Silk was very grateful to Dr. Lu, who closed the window. Unexpectedly, there was a sentence behind the man, which made me don't know what to say. He looked down at the two silk quilts that were incompatible with here and said, "It's okay if you don't tell me, but I seem to hear Tang Ziran calling you master, right?"

Dr. Lu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Little girl, not only your head is not good, but also your ears are not working well. I'll show you in the hospital some other day?"

Red silk didn't have time to hang out with him, and said, "You don't want me to ask, but you have to send me back."

"Go back? Where are you going back?"

"When I go back to my house, I don't know the purpose of Tang Ziran bringing me here. Anyway, I won't believe that he will kindly save me."

Dr. Lu looked at her sideways and said, "There is no good reward for your good intentions. What else can you do if he saves you?" Do you think your girl is good-looking? I want to be a lady who suppresses the village."

Red silk's heart sank. He was right. Tang Ziran didn't seem to have any meaning in saving himself? He doesn't like himself, and he is not too interested in women. Why does such a person save himself?

When the doctor Lu was meditating on the red silk, he reminded, "Tell him when you wake up, don't let him worry."

"Worried, are you joking?" The red silk eyes are slightly shining.

Dr. Lu didn't answer, waved his sleeves and left, "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer losses in front of you."

Dr. Lu packed up the medicine box and was ready to leave. Along the way, he passed a corner of the farmhouse and stopped. Looking at the man's back, he did not walk forward, but stood still and waited for the man to turn around.

After a long time, the man finally turned around as if he remembered. He saw Dr. Lu open his mouth and spit out a few words, "She's awake."

Dr. Lu carefully put the medicine box in a clean place and put a piece of Juanzi in advance. Like Tang Ziran, he walked a few steps and walked in front of him. He suddenly stopped, squatted down and grabbed the snow from the ground. With a pinch, the soft snow immediately turned into ice. It's very simple for you to turn this thing into ice, but it's impossible to turn ice into snow again." Put the ice-turned snow in Tang Ziran's hand. If you push it too hard, it will only push her farther and further. Sometimes, explanation doesn't have much effect. The best way to make a person believe in himself is to be practical, just like this piece. Ice, it's impossible for you to turn it into weak snow again, but if you boil a pot of boiling water and melt it, it will become water. It's up to you to turn into ice and snow.

It is impossible to turn this ice into snow, but if you melt it, it will be much easier to turn the water into snow.

Through the window, the red silk saw Tang Ziran standing in the snow from afar, staring at the things in his hand. What are you looking at? So fascinated.

After Dr. Lu left, she opened the window again. It seemed that it was snowing. From the scattered shadows on the window paper, it could be seen that the snow seemed to be not small. She hadn't seen snow for a long time. Last year, it didn't snow in Jincheng. When she was a child, whenever it snowed, she liked to go to the yard to pile up tall snowmen and green the radish in the kitchen. The vegetables were stolen and put them on the snowman.