Samara pursed her lips, but she didn't say it.
Roland finished the rest of the porridge. After eating, he returned the things and stood in front of her bed, "I've been lying down for a whole day. Do you want to go?"
As he asked , he held out his hand to Samara.
Samara drank a bowl and a half of the porridge. . Although it was not much, there was food in her stomach, and she didn't feel hungry. She slept for another afternoon and felt much better.
But if you say you are walking, you can’t go anywhere.
It was already dark outside, and the snow was still drifting. Although compared with last night's heavy snowfall, today's fine snow is very insignificant, Samara, who has just recovered from a severe illness, maybe in trouble again after walking .