The three returned to the apartment.

Xixi raised her frozen little hands and placed them in front of the heating air conditioner.

After a while, she fell asleep, kissed her parents on the face, and ran back to the bedroom to sleep. Only Xu Ziyin and Yun Xianyu were still sitting in the living room.

Looking at the girl who was continuing to knit a sweater under the desk lamp, Xu Ziyin's throat twitched twice, but he didn't know what to say.

After a long while, he said softly.

"Xianyu, is this sweater knitted for me?"

After a hum, Yun Xianyu whispered.

"It's snowing and the weather is getting colder."

"I have nothing to do at home, so I just wanted to knit a sweater for you."

Hearing this, Xu Ziyin's nose felt a little sore.

He hummed back.

"Xianyu, what will you do if I'm no longer here one day?"

"ah?"

"Why are you gone?"

This nonsense sentence made Yun Xianyu a little confused.

Pretending to smile casually, Xu Ziyin said slowly.

"He's just dead."

"You know, birth, old age, illness, death, natural and man-made disasters, these are all inevitable."

"No one knows when a disaster will suddenly befall me. A few days ago, I was watching the news and saw online reports that a mudslide occurred in a place and many people died."

After hearing Xu Ziyin's words, Yun Xianyu suddenly felt flustered.

She didn't understand why Xu Ziyin suddenly talked about such a heavy topic.

She wrinkled her little face into a ball and looked away with a choked cry.

"Xu, Xu Ziyin, you, you won't die."

"Who knows."

Xu Ziyin joked with a carefree shrug.

"Xianyu, if something unexpected happens to me one day, you and Xixi remember to live well."

Yun Xianyu stopped talking and stared directly at Xu Ziyin.

Stare at the person you love so much.

Suddenly, she turned around and ran into her bedroom.

After a while, he entered the kitchen again.

When she came out again, she had a bowl of steaming ginger soup in her hand.

She placed the ginger soup in front of Xu Ziyin and said carefully with a stern face.

"Xu Ziyin, you and your sister have been playing in the snow for a long time just now. Let's go and get rid of the cold with a bowl of ginger soup."

Xu Ziyin didn't hesitate, picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. When he was done, he didn't forget to wipe a handful of water from his lips and said in praise.

"It tastes good. I feel warm in my stomach after drinking it."

Then Yun Xianyu laughed.

The white snow is swaying outside the window, and the girl's smile is like a flower.

The smile was indescribably bright and bright, making Xu Ziyin's almost exhausted heart suddenly brighten at this moment.

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It was already around nine o'clock in the evening when I left Xianyu's home.

There are only three hours left in the countdown to his life.

He threw away the umbrella in his hand and walked forward under the heavy snow. After a while, his body was completely covered with white.

He felt the boundless cold coming, the cold that froze his bones.

Xu Ziyin cried.

With the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time, on the empty street, in the deserted night, he finally couldn't control the fear in his heart and cried loudly.

After crying for a while, he sat blankly on the steps by the roadside again, staring blankly at the lights of thousands of houses covered with snow.

He sat there in a daze for who knows how long, until a voice rang in his ears and brought him back to reality.

"Young man, did you have a quarrel with your family?"

Looking back, there was a kind and smiling face.

Without waiting for Xu Ziyin to reply, the old man pulled him into a noodle soup shop behind him.

"It's okay to quarrel with your family when you're young, but it's not right to run away from home."

"It's snowing so heavily, it would be bad if you get sick from the cold."

"My parents are just saying a few words to you for your own good. My grandson is younger than you, and his usual noisiness is a headache."

"Eat quickly and go home as soon as you're done. My parents must be worried to death now."

As he said that, the old man pushed over a bowl of noodle soup, and at the same time took out a few crumpled bills and placed them on the table, about twenty yuan.

Looking at the steaming pimple soup in front of him and the twenty yuan in his hand, Xu Ziyin's tear ducts surged again.

"Oh, why are you crying more and more the more you talk about it?"

"Eat quickly, the soup will get cold if you don't eat it."

Hearing this, Xu Ziyin picked up the pimple soup and ate it without saying a word. He cried while eating, like an abandoned child.

The old man stopped talking and looked at the wolfing young man with a kind face.

It wasn't until Xu Ziyin finished eating that the old man smiled and said.

"Okay, you brat, you are so old and you still cry all the time."

"Old man, when I was young, I killed little Japs on the battlefield. They were bloody and corpses were everywhere, but not a drop of horse urine was dropped."

"Why can't it be done in your generation?"

"Okay, take a taxi home after eating, don't let your parents worry."

After saying that, the old man hunched over and disappeared into the snow in the blink of an eye.

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Return home.

Xu Ziyin turned on the computer.

He sent emails to Qin Feiyan, Song Shi and Yun Xianyu, but they were sent at a scheduled time, at 12 noon tomorrow.

He didn't want his body to be discovered after it stunk.

I also want to confess something to them.

Now that everyone is gone, there is no need to hide some things.

After doing all this, he called his parents again, but the phone received a busy signal and was not answered.

Xu Ziyin had no choice but to prepare a scheduled text message again and send it.

After doing all this, he turned to look at the clock on the wall.

The time has come to ten o'clock at night.

There are only the last two hours left until the last moment.

He sat quietly at his desk, thinking about whether there was anything he had yet to explain.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I realized that everything had been left to follow up.

By this time, he had finished crying, and all that was left of fear was numbness, and he became a little at a loss.

What should I do in the last two hours?

wrong.

And one more thing.

He opened the system mall.

Looking at the thousand points in the system mall, I started buying.
To be continued...