Farming by blowing the lamp: the little girl of the fool's family

Chapter 257 Li Jinyang, My Li Jinyang (plus more)

The cold snowflakes fell on her face, Yang Jiayin reached out to pick them off, only then did she feel that her cheeks were already wet with tears.

Could it be for the man below?

She looked at the man's movements suspiciously.

I saw that he seemed to have fallen into madness, his hands had already been cut by snow and ice, and the bright red blood was very obvious in the white snow.

But he didn't know the pain, frantically looking for something in the snow.

Yang Jiayin stared at his movements closely, and her heart was tightly held together.

Just like that, it was getting dark soon.

The man was still tireless, digging in the snow all night without giving up.

When it was dawn, Yang Jiayin could clearly see that the fingers of his hands were already stained with blood, and it seemed that the bones of the fingertips could still be seen...

Yang Jiayin felt sorry for him.

However, he was still persistently digging and searching, with firm eyes.

The fluttering snowflakes finally stopped.

The sun shone through the clouds and shone warmly on the earth, causing the endless snow fields and rolling snow-capped mountains to emit a layer of crystal clear white light.

Like grains of salt sprinkled on the ground, it looks refreshing.

Yang Jiayin was immersed in such a beautiful scene, only to hear a hiss from the man below, "Yinyin!"

I was suddenly pulled back to my thoughts, and the feeling of heartache began to appear again.

Yang Jiayin clutched her chest and looked down.

I saw the man crazily throwing himself down in the snow, his hands trembling forward stretching out...

Behind him, a big hole had already been dug all around, and what his hands touched at this moment was a piece of blood-stained skirt.

An ecstatic expression appeared on the man's face, and then, desperately, he continued to dig around the corner of the skirt with both hands.

Yang Jiayin tilted her neck to watch his movements with complicated eyes.

Seeing the hope, the efficiency of digging becomes higher and higher.

Soon, the man dug out a "female corpse" from the snow.

Yang Jiayin looked carefully, her heart trembling violently.

Isn't that "female corpse" her? !

A flood of memories surged out, causing her head to explode... Yang Jiayin's light and transparent body floated in mid-air, holding her head in her hands, struggling painfully.

"Li Jinyang..."

She struggled to squeeze the words out between her teeth.

Then, with a flash, the figure floated down towards the "corpse" in the snow.

"Sound sound, sound sound."

Feeling her body being gently shaken, the bones in her whole body were about to fall apart, and a low voice called out to her ears.

Yang Jiayin opened his eyes with difficulty.

In the eyes are Li Jinyang's red eyes, and the blood splattered on the face, which has dried up, and the mature black stubble, all of which are unfamiliar to Yang Jiayin, but at ease.

Yang Jiayin suddenly grinned, revealing a bright smile.

Stretching out his hand to caress Li Jinyang's thin chin and cheeks, he softly called out, "Li Jinyang, my Li Jinyang."

Hearing this, Li Jinyang suppressed his emotions for more than a month, and then broke out in an instant.

His body trembled, and then he hugged Yang Jiayin tightly in his arms without leaving a trace, his head was lying on her neck, like a child, he began to cry uncontrollably .

This is the joy of being lost and found again, and the excitement of crying with joy.

(End of this chapter)