She wanted to go out and have a look.

But then she remembered that Ling Xiao had told her not to go out before.

For a time, she fell into a tangled ideological struggle.

But in the end, she put on her down jacket, scarf, hat, and high boots and walked out.

"Brother Ling Xiao!"

"elder brother!"

Yang Linlin walked out of the house and felt the severe cold of minus 20 degrees.

The cold wind hit him in the face, as if he had been beaten hard by Muhammad Ali.

Yang Linlin didn't care about her own embarrassment. She inspected the surrounding environment and walked along the route that Ling Xiao had taken before riding his motorcycle.

"Brother Ling Xiao!!"

Yang Linlin shouted, facing this vast white scene, she began to panic.

Her eyes were red, and her mind began to have random thoughts.

"No, nothing will happen to Brother Ling Xiao."

As she spoke, her tears fell.

She continued walking forward.

As night fell, it was pitch black except for her flashlight.

Yang Linlin, who was originally timid, was even more frightened now.

But she was still timid while taking steps.

Her voice was still choked as she shouted:

"Brother Ling Xiao! Brother Ling... Xiao!"

Suddenly, she saw a small black shadow not far ahead.

This frightened Yang Linlin.

She quickly took a step back and kept shining the flashlight.

I saw a sentence coming from the other side:

"Linlin, your flashlight hit me..."

Yang Linlin, who was still in panic, immediately ran forward when she heard the voice.
Chapter completed!