On the next day.

"Ding-dong— ding-dong—"

Luo Xiaoxi heard the disturbing voice in her dream.

But she didn't wake up fully and seemed to fall into a dreamlike fantasy.

In the dream, she seemed to be hung in midair. Under her was the burning blaze and up her was the falling snow.

She said, "Shit!" in the heart. "It is a true situation that ice mix with fire."

"Ding-dong— ding-dong-ding-dong—" ...