"Hello……"

The roar of cars in the rain covered his greeting.

And the person he called looked back, her delicate ponytail falling on her shoulders and back, her eyes flashing with light, and she saw him.

The books she held in her arms became tighter and tighter, and the school uniform wrapped her up so petitely.

"What's wrong?" She looked at him panting and holding his thighs, and a gust of wind blew his fragrance onto her face.

"You are... you are... Chen Lin... right..."

He supported his waist, and in order to look dignified, he held his breath quickly, and then took a deep breath.

"What's wrong...this...classmate..."

She took a step back in confusion and looked at his appearance. She couldn't think of his name in her mind, so she could only frown slightly and asked slowly, with some hesitation.

"Nice to meet you! Classmate Chen Lin!"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and placed his broad palm in front of her.

Chen Lin didn't extend her hand, but his smile grew instead of diminished.

He smiled and took back his hand: "I'm from the Student Union... Here, I want you to cooperate with the Student Union's questionnaire survey. I didn't find you in the classroom just now, so..."

He squinted his eyes and showed his smile even brighter.

"What survey...questionnaire..." She was a little confused. His smile was so bright that she unconsciously became vigilant.

"It's like this... We are investigating the after-school learning plans of outstanding students in the school, so as to promote the excellent learning plan of the student union, promote students to have goals, motivation, and role models in after-school learning, and use the power of role models to improve students' academic performance

Results will lead to an improvement in the learning atmosphere within the school.”

He spoke fluently about the tasks of the student union, and although she refused, she still listened carefully.

"Sorry, I'm not an excellent student. I still have something to do."

Chen Lin turned around and left, and he suddenly walked in front of her.

"Classmate Chen Lin, you are really joking. If the top ten liberal arts students are not good students, then who else is a good student... Let's cooperate with one."

"Classmate, don't waste my time."

Chen Lin rudely detoured. He stepped forward to catch up, but was grabbed by a hand. He turned around and looked over. Under the black robe, a pair of serious eyes made his smile stop.

.

In other words, the red color was too scary, which made his mind unable to turn around in this safe ivory tower.

"My... classmate... who... are you?" He was a little confused and frightened for a moment and stuttered.

In his eyes, the man in black robe flashed behind Chen Lin like a ghost, patted Chen Lin's shoulder like a hero tapping acupuncture points, and Chen Lin collapsed in the arms of the man in black robe.

, he shouted in surprise, and the rumble of the car covered it up again.

He looked around in a panic, but apart from his panic, everyone ignored his surprise and what he meant as if nothing was wrong.

Just when he looked at the man in black robe again to confirm, the man in black robe stood there holding the unconscious Chen Lin, like a stiff stone wrapped in black robe, slowly turned his head to look at him, and said:

A crisp sound made him take a step back in fear.

He didn't know why, and looked straight into those scarlet eyes. He couldn't scream for help, and could only let the world spin before his eyes.

He collapsed to the ground, and the students around him screamed in surprise.

He heard, rustling, rustling, rustling, the noise of raindrops...

The sky is covered with snow! Wind knife and snow blade!

The saplings outside the house slapped against the open windows and doors, crackling like thunder and lightning.

"Miss Colin..." The maid held the window open against the furious snow. For a moment, the snow outside the window cut her hand, and the blood stains bloomed bright red on her hand.

"This won't work..." The maid slowly got down and used a towel to wipe away the snow on the ground.

The white light of the luminous crystal and the warm light of the flint intertwined, making the entire pink boudoir appear much darker.

Maybe it was the snow that pressed down on the sky, turning the night into ashes.

"Cheer up... no matter what..." She wiped it again while looking at Colin sitting on the bed. Everything about her was like a discarded doll, falling on the sheets, alone, letting the wind blow.

The snow was about to dazzle her hair, leaving only her empty eyes staring straight at the trees outside the window.

She no longer blinked or thought.

No matter what the maid said, she didn't respond.

However, she was still crying. The hot tears flowing from her dying eyes soaked her quilt, and the flying birds were rusted on it. She was happy forever.

The maid sobbed softly: "Miss Colin... no matter what... we can't go on like this..."

"Heh...heh...cough...cough...cough..."

Colin smiled quietly and coughed...

"If this continues..." A doctor stood at the door, shaking his head at him in military uniform and sighing: "Miss Colin may not be able to survive the snow... Chief Kraft... I... have tried my best...

…”

Kraft's right hand was bandaged, and half of his body was wrapped in gauze. He looked at Colin, then turned to watch the doctor leave with his head lowered.

There was an echo of wind and snow in the corridor of Colin Manor.

"Colin...Miss Corey..."

Kraft sadly sighed Colin's name.

"Father……"

Colin wailed again, and she cried like a weightless bird on the bedclothes. Her sobs wetted her wings, leaving indelible scars.

A haggard woman walked through the corridor and stopped beside Kraft. She looked at her daughter, but she could only stand dignifiedly, put her hands on her waist, and breathed out her voice quietly.

The black mourning clothes trailed to the ground, as if the heart had been hollowed out and flattened, and it collapsed to the ground.

"Chief Kraft, please tell His Excellency Longxugong that what my husband promised will definitely be completed as agreed. Chief Kraft, please don't blame yourself too much."

She trembled her hands and breathed another sentence into her lungs: "Kerich...she is a strong child...she will be fine..."

Her eyes fell on her daughter, but she could not step forward. Kraft closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Colin...I...failed to protect you..."

His fists under the white gauze were clenched, but stiff and powerless. He had to release his fists, as if a huge boulder had bent his straight military uniform. He had to straighten his chest, but the gauze leaked out.

Bleeding comes.

"Sir Kraft..." Mrs. Colin turned around dignifiedly and slowly extended her hand to the corridor: "Please allow me to see you off."

"Thank you..."

Kraft suddenly bowed to the fullest extent, which was perhaps the most standard bow in Kraft's life.
Chapter completed!