Snowflakes fell one by one from the overcast sky, dressing the entire world in a vast whiteness.
Today, Gu Lingling was wearing a red cotton jacket, and around her neck was a scarf knitted by Grandma Yao with leftover yarn.
Grandma said that winter is inherently gray, so almost all her winter clothes have some color, either dark red or some shade of blue.
Even the scarf is a spectacle of multicolored strands knitted together. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel_fіre.net
It's fortunate that she wore this scarf and the red jacket today; otherwise, soon she would be completely buried in the snow.
Lying in the snow, Gu Lingling thought, last time it was thanks to Yang Yunhai's reminder that she didn't fall here; it seems this time she is destined to experience it.
Otherwise, why did she fall while coming down the mountain, even though she clearly saw the pit?
What's even more terrifying is that the pit is quite deep, and she tried several times to climb out, but all efforts proved futile. After several attempts, Gu Lingling's strength was nearly exhausted, and her body began to stiffen with cold, even if she stomped her feet or ran in circles.
Could it be that her mother misses her?
Gu Lingling seemed to see the mother's loving gaze in the sky, "Lingling, my daughter."
Yao Ruanqian's gentle whispers felt like a bit of warmth in winter shining into her heart.
Lying on the snow, watching the snowflakes falling one by one onto her cheeks, Gu Lingling thought, this time she must be done for.
In such heavy snow, who would come up the mountain?
Who would see the scarf she's desperately throwing up?
Gu Chunhai wouldn't be home until evening, by then she'd probably have frozen to death.
"Mom, is it you calling me?" Gu Lingling lay in the snow, not knowing how long she had been there when she heard a person's anxious voice, "Girl, Lingling, Gu Lingling."
Her embrace is so warm.
Gu Lingling buried her head in that warm embrace, "Mom, I miss you so much."
"Gu Lingling, wake up!" Yang Yunhai's anxious voice came over, shouting her name nervously as he ran, "Gu Lingling, don't fall asleep, do you hear me? I'm Yang Yunhai."
Ah! It must be an illusion; how could she hear Yang Yunhai's voice at this time?
Is it a residual effect from a past life?
Making her once again recall the scene of being carried into the hospital by Yang Yunhai with a big belly, his embrace seemed just as warm.
She was about to die, wasn't she?
Otherwise, why would she hear this now?
"Yes, I'm Yang Yunhai, Gu Lingling, I now order you not to sleep." Yang Yunhai's voice was urgent and worried.
Like a cello's sound, even when yelling, it's still so pleasant.
Gu Lingling thought to herself.
But she's not his soldier, so why shout at her like that?
Besides, she's really tired, and really wants to sleep.
"Open your eyes and see who I am?" Yang Yunhai held Gu Lingling tightly in his arms, "We'll be at the hospital soon, hang in there."
Haha, in a past life, Yang Yunhai said the same to her.
The hospital was here soon.
In a past life, Yang Yunhai saved her, but she repaid kindness with cruelty by leaving the child with him and running away.
If she really encountered Yang Yunhai, Gu Lingling wouldn't know what to say.
Encountering her, is it Yang Yunhai's fortune or misfortune?
If she died, would it affect him?
She hadn't told Yang Yunhai about He Yue's background yet, hadn't warned him not to fall for her.
She can't die just like that!
If she died, Wang Meili and others would surely burn incense in celebration.
She can't die just like that!