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Seeing Xicheng enter the password to open the door, he followed the baggage.

"I will help you carry your luggage in!"

It seems that I was afraid that Xicheng refused. The driver quickly overtook him all the way. Xicheng walked slowly behind him and walked up the steps in front of the snow. The driver put the luggage under the porch.

"I will help you sweep the snow and send a servant to help you make some food."

"No need." West City turned his face and looked around. "I like snow."

The driver licked his lips and said nothing.

"Well, you go back early, what do I need to call again."

Seeing that he did not want to talk more, the driver nodded, turned and walked down the steps, walked out of the mansion and drove away.

Enter the password to open the door and carry the baggage into the living room.

Because the living room and the fresh air system in the room have been closed for a long time, he temporarily decided to come over and did not open it in advance, and the room looked very deserted.

Turning on the temperature control switch, Xicheng did not go upstairs, but turned back to the outdoor and walked toward the lake with white snow.

In winter, the temperature in city A is lower than in previous years. Near the year of the year, there is another heavy snow. The lakeside mountains are covered with a layer of snow everywhere. The lake is also covered with ice and covered with a layer of snow. If not carefully identified, I can hardly see the boundaries of the lake.

I remember when I was young, he always loves to go ice skating with his sister. My sister likes the indoor ice rink. He always likes to skate wild ice...

When you get to the dock, use your hands to get rid of the snow on the stone and sit down.

Watching the snow in the distance for a while, he lifted his palm and smashed in the air. Xicheng took out the smoke from his pocket, took one out of the cigarette case, thought about it, stuffed it into his lips, lit .

In the past, he did not smoke. One was to protect the donkey, and the other was not interested.

After the death of his sister, he packed up her relics and cleaned up a few cigarettes. It was also because of the few cigarettes that he first tried to smoke.

In the past two years, it is not considered to be a cigarette addiction. When you are in a bad mood, you will also take one.

The sky gradually darkened, covering the entire snow lake and the figure of the man, leaving only one cigarette butt.

The last group of blue smoke was spit in the cold air, and the West City got up from the stone station and turned to the direction of the villa.

In the snowy night, only a light in the living room of the villa was lit.

The cold wind swept over the cheeks, and as the knife cut, the man stepped through the yard.

bell--

The doorbell ringing suddenly came from the direction of the gate.

bell--

Another doorbell, this time, very clear, proved not his auditory hallucinations.

West City turned his face and looked in the direction of the door.

It was late, separated by a bush, and I couldn’t see who it was.

So late, who will it be?

Is it true that the driver has to send the servant to take care of him?

Xicheng picked up his eyebrows and turned to the door.

Bypassing the shrubs, you can already see the gates, and there are no traces of the car. It is just a vague sight of a black shadow. It seems that someone is kneeling at the door.

He stepped up and the shadow became clearer.

Not a person, it seems to be a package, a bulging mass.

He looked up and looked around. He didn't see other people's traces. His eyes swept over the unidentified mass. Xicheng stopped doubtfully. When he was wondering, the package suddenly moved.

Then, the blankets on the top were separated a little bit, and Xicheng looked at it with his eyes open.

day!

What did he see!