When it comes to Moscow, the first impression many people have is that it is cold, and the second impression is that it is very cold.

In fact, in July in the summer, the temperature in Moscow can reach a maximum of 37°C. Its most prominent climate feature is probably that extreme weather is very frequent. In winter, it is not impossible for it to snow continuously for a month.

The number of days with temperatures below zero can reach about 103 days, and the number of days with average temperatures above zero is about 194 days. Even in summer, the temperature may drop sharply and turn to continuous rain, wind, frost, rain and snow.

Zhaoyue slowly walked out of the waiting hall carrying a white suitcase.

He was wearing a black mink coat, with long dark red hair interspersed in it. The snow-colored fluff was thick and along the collar of the coat, making him look like a young powerful man who had just arrived.

A young lion with its neck held high.

Florent came to him wearing a white conductor's uniform. He leaned down and leaned into Zhaoyue's ear, speaking carefully, with a sense of admonishment.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid... there are some changes regarding what I promised you."

"..." Upon hearing this, Zhao Yue turned to look at him with her rose-red eyes. Florent suddenly felt a huge pressure coming on him, so much so that he could hardly breathe.

"Reason." He dropped these words calmly and moved on without looking back.

Florent became increasingly embarrassed and had no choice but to follow up with a smile.

An adult man who was dressed maturely and looked quite authoritative was talking down to a boy who looked like a child. Their strange combination attracted the attention of many people at the train station.

But neither party obviously cared about this, and Florent was even more anxious to explain.

"It's like this. The old patriarch wants to see you, and you have to talk to him face to face about the time to go to Black Swan Port."

"Old patriarch?" Zhaoyue suddenly stopped. Florent was caught off guard and stopped in his tracks. He took a few steps forward before recovering, so he hurriedly stepped back.

"Admiral Golichna?" Zhaoyue asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Yes, that's the one you were thinking of." When talking about that admiral, Florent's eyes showed visible admiration.

"...Tell him first that the conditions he promised me must be fulfilled, otherwise there will be no discussion." It was a pity that Zhaoyue could not empathize with him, as he was not yet a pillar of the country.

If you let Lei's movie go without him, let's see how the house god is going to work now.

"..." Florent froze, a little unbelievable, but honestly speaking, this may be the best attitude towards an old lion.

But perhaps it was due to a change in his mentality that when he faced the aging man in power, he no longer showed the respect of a pilgrim. He nodded in an incomprehensible way, then involuntarily came to the counter, found the landline and dialed the number.

When he picked up the phone and heard the melodious music coming from the other end, he suddenly woke up like a dream. He subconsciously turned around and met Zhaoyue's cold eyes.

He looks young, and his height that cannot reach the counter may be ridiculous, but anyone who knows the inside story of the Nibelungen trip knows what kind of power is hidden in that underdeveloped body.

Florent didn't think that his body could compete with Deadpool's strength, so he couldn't get along with him. He was the first one to suffer, so he asked for a girlfriend. He just wanted to enjoy the sweet relationship silently.

So, he chose to follow his heart.

"Hey!" Even though he was about to die at any time, Admiral Golicina still spoke with great energy. His plain tone reminded him of an old man who had once held great power and had taken a back seat.

"Uncle, it's like this..." Florent was already riding a tiger, so he ignored it. He thought that he was going to say goodbye anyway, and it would not be unacceptable if he was banned like this.

"..." The old man fell silent after hearing this. Florent's nervous heartbeat exceeded the upper limit again. Even through the noise of the Moscow train station, he could still clearly hear his own heartbeat, like a drum beating one after another.

one time.

"I agreed, please ask him to come over." After the old man said that, he hung up the phone directly, leaving Florent, who was at a loss, still holding the phone's receiver and facing the impatient look of the counter lady.

"Sir, you can put it down after the call is connected. Please don't disturb others." The blond Russian woman knocked on the glass, and Florent woke up as if from a dream. He apologized repeatedly and lined up behind him.

The team gives way.

Only a few of those guys were blond and blue-eyed, and most were Asians with black hair and black eyes.

They were carrying travel bags and their faces and bodies were dusty. Compared to Zhaoyue, they were the ones who wanted to stay in Moscow, just like later generations who went to study in the United States.

Foreign countries always seem to be more developed than the backward domestic countries. Wave after wave of people come under the guise of learning advanced knowledge, but I don’t know how many of them never return.

Because the United States has offered a high price, they yearn for the favorable material conditions and high-end academic atmosphere, and are unwilling to return to their homeland, which is like a remote country.

However, is the life of adding bricks and tiles to high-rise buildings really more exciting than building a three-story bungalow?

"The old master agreed," Florent turned around and whispered. He still finds it incredible until now.

He rarely saw that old general giving in anywhere. The old general refused to admit defeat throughout his life. Even when he faced the pressure of the powerful German army during World War II, the young general at that time still seemed heroic and courageous.

Even though he was shirtless in the middle of winter, he dared to bayonet with the Germans, although in the end he returned to technical research.

"Then let's go," Zhaoyue nodded, seemingly not surprised.

Florent was confused in the wind, and he couldn't understand it. The upper-class people spoke like the Riddler, making people unpredictable.

Full of doubts, he took Zhaoyue and found a white vodka car in the snow-covered parking lot.

Although they have changed to another car, it is still the same brand in general. The veteran seemed to be very nostalgic, and all the pick-up and drop-off arrangements were made with vehicles of this age.

"Please..." Florent, like a loyal waiter, took the lead in opening the passenger door. Without saying a word, Zhaoyue buried herself in and sat in. The white suitcase was placed on his lap.

Florent sat in the driver's seat, while Vodka's driver's seat was still on the left side. Russia's driving habits are not as different as those in some European and American countries.

Vodka's old-fashioned engine ignited slowly. The engine of this old machine roared with a harsh sound, and the blazing white headlights illuminated the road lined with frost.

Heavy snowflakes were already flying outside the car window. Zhaoyue sat in the passenger seat and reached out to pat the accumulated snowflakes on her body, especially those falling on the fluff between her neck.

Wearing this kind of fur-collared clothes on a snowy day is both painful and joyful.

The pain is when it snows, the snowflakes fall on the fluff and melt, and when you rub your face, it feels so cold.

The happiness is that the cold is really something that you can control outside your body. As long as you put your face against the down, the refreshing warmth will make you feel comfortable involuntarily.

To sum up, in order to enjoy the best warmth, it is best to use it with a scarf on snowy days.

From the time he set foot on Russian soil, the season has quietly arrived in November. At this time, the temperature in Russia has already been below zero. If it coincides with a second cooling, it is not impossible to reach minus 20 or 30 degrees.

When the time comes to walk on the frozen Yenisei River, you will be able to experience the feeling of being three feet deep under the ice. That way, not to mention Zhaoyue, even the weight of a dozen adults can be easily supported.

In order to show off their toughness and strength, Russian men do not miss the sport of winter swimming. Even with the physique of a fighting nation, it is common for Russian men to fall ill due to a sudden cold after one winter swim.

In the midst of his thoughts, in the distance where the wind and snow mixed, the lights of a suburban manor were looming, like a snow country shrouded in mist.

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