Chapter 117 Orthographic Writing on Legs(2/2)
"Well, it was your sister who asked me to come over to visit Xiaonian. What is Xiaonian holding behind him?"
Chen Xiaonian hesitated, not daring to look at Feng Wuli.
"Can you tell brother? Brother will keep it a secret for Xiaonian."
"Will you keep Xiaonian's secret?" He began to waver, twisting his body around. He is a cute boy.
Feng Wuli smiled and nodded.
A small hand stretched out. Chen Xiaonian's hand was already red from the cold, but he still held a handful of snow tightly.
Feng Wuli looked at the handful of snow in the little guy's hand.
The hospital's central air conditioner is turned on very low, but after all, this is an inpatient department, not a morgue. Even if it is a morgue, the water will not freeze.
Feng Wuli didn't ask where this handful of snow came from. He just looked at Xiaonian's hand that was almost turning purple from the cold and was unwilling to let go. He smiled and said, "Xiaonian, your hand is almost frozen."
Xiaonian just smiled shyly.
"Can I show it to my brother?"
"This is Xiaonian's friend!"
"Big brother, can you see Xiaonian's friends?"
The little guy started squirming again, his eyes looked like he couldn't think clearly, and turned into two circles. He was holding the handful of snow in his hand and didn't know whether to give it to him or not.
Do you want to show it to him?
But this eldest brother is the only one who has not denied his friend.
If it were his mother or sister, he would definitely have asked him to throw away the things in his hands.
"Then, big brother, you have to be careful."
Feng Wuli took it with a smile.
Some patients or doctors passing by the ward looked at them strangely, but they didn't pay much attention.
The sound of footsteps in the corridor came and went, accompanied by the sound of the stretcher wheels being pushed and the clanking of iron in the box.
Of course, this was no ordinary snow. Feng Wuli felt it, it was a handful of snow on a snowman.
It is a monster born in winter.
When people build a snowman, if they accumulate too many people's expectations, they will turn into monsters.
They will be born with consciousness and human emotions. If someone builds a snowman in winter and goes out to look at it after a night, he finds that the yard is empty.
It's not anything strange, it's just that the snowman became a monster and left.
As soon as they are conscious, they will look for a cold place. The sun during the day will make them uncomfortable. They must find a place that can survive the second winter before spring comes, otherwise it will gradually disappear as the winter passes.
But, how could a snowman appear in this summer?
He returned the handful of snow to Xiaonian. Xiaonian coughed for a while after taking it and looked very uncomfortable, but he still held on to the handful of snow tightly.
Feng Wuli supported the little guy. After he coughed, he looked up at Feng Wuli and asked weakly: "Brother, can you take me to find my friend?"
Chapter completed!