Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

Chapter 52 (Sorrow)

It's freezing cold,
Stiff fingers at work in the morning.

The driving wind blows the ice needle surface,
Cold into the skin and cold in the collarbone.

Yue Bingxing's heart is as cold as gold, and Heng Zhiyuan looks forward to pity. (This article expresses the author, who played the game in the middle of the night the night before, the alarm rang just as he fell asleep, he was going to work again, he froze in the middle of the road, and a car running a red light passed the author while waiting for the traffic light. It whizzes past, as if it is cold water pouring noodles. After a day's work, I can cultivate immortals again at night. Suddenly, I think that I have to spend money at the end of the month.
(End of this chapter)