The weather was getting colder and colder, and the air seemed to be frozen into ice. Even if you were wearing a thick padded jacket or down jacket, you could still feel the pervasive cold air getting into the clothes. The body was cold, but the bones were even colder, and the refugees' upper and lower teeth were constantly clicking each other making the black symphony.
Yuan Xiaoyi and many people huddled together, sitting in front of the window of the refugee building with knees bent. She was leaning on the side of her classmates, pulling the placket tightly to prevent cold wind from entering her body and freezing herself into a cold dead body.