The snow is freezing, and the snow region is experiencing the heaviest snowfall in hundreds of years.
It was as if a hole had been opened, and thousands of years of snow on the other side of the sky were trying to come down.
There is only one piece of white snow in the vast snow field, and the town that was originally inhabited is heavily covered below.
The snow is biting and the fire is warm.
Su Mo's eyes are more and more confused, and various fragmented pictures in his mind begin to emerge.
But those fragmented pictures can not form a complete line.
No time, no sequence, no logic of the broken picture let Su Mo feel in reading a book torn by people, messy and disorderly.
The body gradually recovered, but still did not repair, the more weak...
"Not much longer..." Su Mo said.
Su Mo looked at the snow outside the window, no one responded in silence.
The snow is getting worse...
In the evening, Wang Liu came to the school, carrying a pot of wine in his hand, and sat down on the straw mat opposite Su Mo.
"Why is Brother Wang here again?" Su ink looked at Wang Six with a sad face, opened his mouth and asked.
"The weather is cold, I will bring you a pot of wine slowly!" Wang Liu put the wine in front of Su Mo and did not say much.
Su Mo saw that Wang Liu seemed to have something on his mind, got up and took the wine pot to the stove to warm up.
When the wine was hot, he took two bowls and sat down again, poured two bowls of wine, and pushed one bowl in front of Wang Liu.
Wang Liu took a look at Su Mo, shook his head and smiled bitterly, raised the bowl to Su Mo's bowl touched it, and drank it up.
Su Mo also drank a bowl, and then asked, "What's wrong?"
"Granny is dead!" Wang Liu said softly.
Su Mo a leng, a long time did not speak...
After living to the school, Su Mo will go to Grandma's home every day.
Spend time with an old woman who is alone.
When the snow was big, Grandma called Su Mo not to go, "the snow is too big, then don't come again!" It's too cold, the stove is comfortably tight, I don't bother to open the door..."
Sue ink know grandma is dont want to Sue ink every day under the wind and snow, just to accompany her for a while.
But she said this, he could not refuse, so he gave her two mattresses and some food.
Who had thought not to go for two days, the kind and saved his life of the old lady left...
The world is fickle...
"It is the end of life, but if not today did not see the smoke rising, the family went to see it still do not know when to find..." Wang Liu sighed and continued, "It's just that the snow is too big to bury Grandma well."
I can only... Leave it there!"
Su Mo was silent, poured himself a bowl of wine, and drank it all.
"Then put it first, wait for the snow to pass, and then send Grandma well."
Wang Liu nodded, looked at the incessant snow outside, and murmured:
"I don't know when this storm will end, if it goes on like this, every family won't have enough firewood!"
Su Mo looked up to Wang six, there is a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Wang Liu sighed: "The firewood originally used for cooking is enough, and every family should have plenty." But this day is too cold, are used to warm, this snow is no longer afraid is going to break the fire!"
Su Mo looked at the pillars of the school and said: "When the time is really not enough, first dismantle this school." Burn the beams of the school first!"
Wang Liu shook his head, "The school can not be demolished, the children in the town must have a school to read."
Su Mo said: "Live first, wait for the snow to pass and then cover."
Wang Liu still shook his head.
"Also, let each family no longer live separately, three or five families together, can save some firewood!" Su Mo continued.
Wang Liu nodded, did not speak again, sat for a while and then left.
Su Mo looked at Wang six into the snow, the heart unconsciously up a sad feeling.
Night, Su Mo sat in the school, the town fell into an endless quiet.
Only outside the town there seemed to be a howl of wolves.
The faint howl of the Wolf reveals a lament... What a blizzard!
...
That day, Wang Liu came to the school again with a pot of wine and a knife of fresh meat.
At this moment, Wang Liu's face is more vicissitudes of life, and there is a lingering sense of gloom on the locked brow.
Wang Liu is still sitting in front of Su Mo, looking at Su Mo is still sitting alone, opened his mouth and asked: "Mr. Wife?" Why has it been so long?"
Su Mo know he asked is Gu Yu, but Gu Yu is still in the retreat to restore repair, also do not explain, but casually said: "too cold, has been in the house."
Wang Liu nodded, handed a pot of wine and a knife of fresh meat to Su Mo and then turned around and left, without saying much more.
Su ink see Wang six leave attitude seems very strange, as if the right foot hurt.
Wang Liu deliberately in front of Su Mo want to cover up this point, resulting in his walking posture is very stiff.
Su Mo looked at the fresh meat in his hand, it seemed that he could feel a trace of heat from the meat...
Watching Wang Liu disappear in the snow... Su Mo sighed deeply.
... There's no fresh meat in all this snow.
That night, Su Mo out of the school, into the snow, the icy cold wind blowing Su Mo white hair knot on a thin layer of frost.
Su Mo step by step into the snow, onto the street, quiet street only he.
The faint lights of each family shine on the white snow in the street, reflecting a light red makeup.
White-haired Su Mo walked towards the exit of the east of the town, came to the exit, saw that under the fence has been covered by the snow but still can see some light in and out of the footprints.
Su Mo sighed and looked back at the faint lights of each family... Sure enough, even food is scarce?
The big knife of fresh meat is obviously Wang Liu and a few people in the town out of the town to hunt back, and Wang Liu was also injured in the hunt.
Presumably, they hunted down a snow Wolf.
This ice and snow, the wolves are fierce, can hunt back a snow Wolf is obviously God's blessing.
Just one snow Wolf, how much does each family get?
However, Wang Liu still gave himself such a big knife of meat.
The amount of meat that knife, pressure Su Mo a little out of breath.
Outside the town, the howl of the Wolf continued, with a desperate wailing, ringing through the snow.
Su Mo shook his head back to the school, the school in the weak candle fire swaying in the wind.
If the helplessness of the world comes from man-made disasters, it can also rise up and fight, but when the natural disaster comes, let the world fight against what?
This vast natural disaster, let people powerless to do.