Chapter 305 (1/2)

The hunting team returned to Harbin with a full load. Looking at the back of the hunting team, a thick layer of dust was left on the horizon. Hearing the cheering cry of the hunting team, Lu Ziming just smiled bitterly and said nothing.

Maybe it's a different state of mind, maybe less concern and hope. Lu Ziming feels more like a feather flying in the wind. He has no sense of belonging and floats in the wind.

He didn't complain that the hunting team didn't keep their promise. They had their own life. They lived in their own world. Why should they impose their own way of life on them? Maybe this is happy, at least they are happy now.

The hunting team was killed and injured in this ambush. The result has made them happy. This harvest is enough for them to calmly spend the first half of the year. Who will consider what will happen in half a year? This is not a problem they should consider.

Lu Ziming did not leave. In the evening, the weather changed. Snowflakes floated in the gray sky. At first, they were just scattered like catkins in the wind. Soon, the vast white snow shrouded the whole wilderness and became quiet around.

”It's snowing”. When I left the square city, it hasn't snowed yet. It's almost a year now.

Looking at a crystal snowflake falling in the hand, there is a trace of sadness in the sadness. It is a kind of inexplicable pain and suffering, and a sadness abandoned by all things. The snowflakes slowly melted in his hands, which reminded him of the little girl selling matches in the cold night. The bonfire around him was no longer warm. He tightened his neck, shrunk his body into a ball, and still felt the deep chill in his heart.

”Losing hope will lose a lot, losing ambition will lose everything!”

For a long time, Lu Ziming didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. He didn't really understand what ambition meant until he saw the hunting team happily returning to Harbin?

Sometimes I really want to live a simple life, a simple life, a simple day, a simple life experience, everything is as ordinary as running water.

Lu Ziming slowly stretches his body, making it easier for the cold to invade his body, and calmly feels the existence of the world. There are cold and heat, day and night, laughter and crying. All these are the real feelings.

The water vapor of ”gululu” rises from the teapot. The broth is very hot, leaving a hot trace on the cold lips. A warm current enters the stomach along the mouth and then spreads to the whole body. There was a little shining spark on the firewood, which floated into the air and gradually disappeared in the dark. There was no prairie fire. It seemed that it didn't exist.

The burning fire makes a ”crackling” sound, and the window cracks in the wind make a ”whining” sound. The night is quiet, and the whole world seems to be asleep. There is a vast expanse of white outside the window. The silver dress tightly wraps the vast earth, and you can only see the snowflakes flying all over the sky in the gray black empty night sky.

This is a staff dormitory building. Judging from the abandoned beds, the previous conditions should be good, but most of the furniture has been removed, and some of the remaining furniture has been regarded as kindling by the latecomers. Lu Ziming only found some smelly bedding in the corner, which can barely keep warm.