Chapter 410: 410: He is not a god

Jiang Ling knew he could control as much as possible, but his voice still choked, "Ashu..."
She sniffed: "I can't find you anymore."
Inaccessible outskirts road.
Both sides of the road are covered with dead wood.
The whole world is quiet, as if sinking into despair of isolation and helplessness.
Can't find it.
I can't find you anymore.
Jiang Lingzhi silently shed tears, and the tears fell drop by drop on the snow and melted.
The person on the other side of the phone did not speak, but could hear a slight breathing.
"I, I can't get a car..."
It seems that I finally found an emotional outlet.
Jiang Ling knew that the tip of his nose was red, and desperately resisted the emotion of crying, but he couldn't help choking in his throat: "I want to find you, but there is no taxi here... I, I want to go home, but I can't find it. What do you do..."
She said without beginning and ending, a small group of squatting, hands and feet cold.
Because the temperature is too low, there is a condensation of white mist in the mouth when speaking.
On the phone, he never spoke.
There was only the sound of howling wind, mixed with low breathing, and faintly mixed with the sound of braking.
Jiang Ling knew that he squatted on the side of the road, his legs were a little numb after a long time.
"70 kilometers, so far, I can't go back."
She sobbed and whispered, rubbing her tears with the back of her hand.
"No 70 kilometers."
The person on the phone spoke suddenly, his voice as lazy and low as ever, but he was very caught off guard.
Jiang Ling was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react a little: "Huh?"
Not 70 kilometers?
However, the map shows 70 kilometers.
She choked and explained: "I, I looked at the map, my place is really 70 kilometers away from your home."
At this point, she couldn't hold herself back.
"It's too far, me, I can't go back, Baidu told me, I have to go for three days."
After three days of walking, she might die on the road.
Jiang Ling knew he sniffed, cold and helpless.
I don't know if it was her illusion. Through a mobile phone handset, she seemed to faintly heard a sound of a door closing.
"Well, then I will shorten the distance, 70 centimeters, okay?" Li Shunan spoke again, the magnetic cold voice sounded close to his ears.
Jiang Ling realized that her nose was sore, she began to choke again: "You, are you telling me the distance on the map?"
Knowing it is impossible.
She didn't even tell him his specific address.
He is not a god.
How could she fall from the sky every time and come to her.
She still wanted to say something.
At this moment, a pair of white sneakers stopped in front of her.
Knowing that his eyelashes flickered, Jiang Ling froze for a second, slowly raising his head along the pair of sneakers in his teary eyes.
The man stood in front of her with the light on his back, with sharp edges and corners, with thin lips pressed lightly. From the bottom up, he could see his crow-feather-like eyelashes hanging down, light brown eyes, but deep emotions. Rumo.
Against the white background, only his outline is clear.
The picture seemed to freeze in an instant.
People who should have been 70 kilometers away suddenly appeared in front of him, as if they were dreaming.
Stay, 70 cm away from her.
Jiang Lingzhi was still holding a mobile phone in his hand, so he squatted on the ground and looked up at him. His eyes were red and tears were falling down.