Chapter 54： (2/2)

A silver-gray sports car drove out of the Zheng family's gate, sped down the mountain road, turned sharply in the inner lane, and swept away a large fan-shaped snow and fog.

Speed ​​can often give people a feeling of lightness in weightlessness for a few seconds, temporarily reducing stress.

Zheng Fei stomped on the accelerator, galloped, and breathed the fresh air filled into his lungs, but he didn't know that this was about to become his last complete and sober 24 hours. The high concentration of soothing agent flowing in the blood gave him sufficient reason to make He was able to think calmly in front of his father and make choices that did not go against his own wishes, and at the same time overwhelmed ten or twenty times overdangering the precarious pheromone balance.

After returning to his downtown apartment, the 24-hour efficacy coverage period ended, the suppressed Alpha pheromone furiously counterattacked, and his spouse worsened at an unexpected rate.

In the early morning the next morning, Fei Zheng was awoken from a strange street corner.

He lifted his head from the steering wheel, his spine and scapula clucked for a long period of sitting, accompanied by sharp pain.

Through a layer of glass, snow was falling quietly outside the window.

The morning light in winter is like a person in winter, being lazy and not arriving early. The long street is still dark, and the tall and tall street lamps are erected one by one, illuminating the empty streets without people. Under the dim light, every piece of snow is dim yellow, falling white in the light, and black in the dark.

The fog was so heavy that it was gray and gushing in the sky. Looking further afield, the flagpole-like street lights disappeared, leaving only one shadow after another.

There are many old residential buildings along the street, low and scattered. At the bottom of the building is a row of shops, all of which are topped with tacky Song-like signboards and hung with old metal roll-up doors. Public trash cans are ugly dark green, plastic bags, disposable chopsticks, and degradable lunch boxes with soup are piled up, scattered all over the place, and buried in snow all night.

Where is he?

Looking at the dirty appearance of this street, I am afraid that it is some suburb of Yuanjiang.

The car was extremely cold, the sunroof glass was under heavy snow, and the air conditioner had stopped running. The instrument panel backlight is completely off, and the interior lights are completely off. Only the diligent IWC quartz watch also shows the current time:

05:30 AM.

Zheng Fei moved his fingers, his joints were frozen so inconveniently, his skin lost most of his touch, and he could not feel the leather texture on the steering wheel. He tried to start the car to warm up, but the engine was disturbed like a hibernating beast, grunting in his throat, complaining a few times, and then fell asleep again.

The air conditioner could not be turned on, and the temperature inside the car continued to drop, approaching the freezing point. He was wearing a thin shirt and waistcoat, and the cold had penetrated into his musculoskeletal bones, so cold that he couldn't stop shaking.

He lowered his head and clenched the steering wheel with both hands, but exhaled a hot nose.

Because the root cause of the tremor is not cold.