The cool wind of late autumn filled the door, making a snow in a daze have a trace of lucidity, just feel like a person standing in front of the bed. The candle was against the wind, and the room soon fell into darkness.

in the dark, a pair of vulture's eyes are fixed on the half comatose man on the bed. Want to kill his hand, split firewood for a long time, arm already numb, want to give him a foot, but can't lift at all.

"don't......" A low noise of mosquito comes from a Xue's mouth

a Xue wakes up again by Qiu Zhu. She only feels that...