When Huaiyu climbed up the crack in the ground with a headlamp, she was still wet all over - the dry clothes were still in her bag, but she no longer had the energy to change clothes. She could crawl back only because of her perseverance. Supported.
The headlight was dim and almost out of power. At this moment, she lay on the cold ground and took a few breaths. Without saying a word, she shouted: "Brother Zhou Qian..."
Her throat was hoarse and astringent. She cleared it and shouted again——
"Brother Zhou Qian!"
The passage that can enter the underground river is not on the riverside where Zhou Qian can easily observe the situation on the other side, but since he saw the sunflowers side by side at noon, his heart has been tense. Although I am not outside the range of the big tree now, I still remember it all the time.
At this moment, his keen hearing heard Huaiyu's voice. After being stunned for a moment, he started the car without hesitation, turned around and returned to the narrow crack in the underground cave.
And there, Huaiyu only stuck out his head wearing a red helmet like a gopher.
"Brother Zhou Qian! Come quickly!"
Her cheeks were blue, and her body was shaking uncontrollably as she spoke. Her soaked clothes could still hold up in the underground river, but as soon as she climbed up she was hit by the cold wind, and the cold immediately became unbearable.
She gasped and let Zhou Qian pull her out. At this moment, while being held in his arms and stuffed into the carriage, she trembled and told him: "Lin Xuefeng... I brought... back... Under...under...the ice has melted a bit..."
"I know! The thermal blanket is here. Take off your clothes and get in bed first! I'll boil water for you when I get home!"
Zhou Qian looked at Huaiyu and nodded, closed the carriage door, and then took the tools to the narrow entrance of the cave.
The eggshell knife paired with a huge hammer can easily break the rocks at the door, which also makes the space larger. He also put on his new headlamp before getting in.
This is a rocky beach.
Walking further inside, you can see the deep and slow underground river in front of you. Under the light, it seems like a deep unknown. It is really chilling to face this alone in the dark underground.
And right on the shore - even Huaiyu no longer had the strength to drag Lin Xuefeng ashore. At this moment, the huge ice sculpture tightly wrapped in tree vines was still in the water on the shore.
Zhou Qian hurried over.
Walking in the underground river with huge ice blocks was not without burden, so she walked for more than four hours. At this moment, the ice blocks underneath had melted into the water, and no traces could be seen.
When Zhou Qian unwrapped the tree vine, he saw the silver thermal insulation cotton inside and reached out to touch it. The ice layer protecting Lin Xuefeng was also melting.
This is normal. After all, the water in the underground river is above zero. Lin Xuefeng is soaking in it, and the insulation cotton is not perfect. It is expected that it will melt.
But it was precisely because of this that Huaiyu simply gave up her plan to carry it - without ice to reduce friction, she couldn't pull a few hundred kilograms.
Zhou Qian made a prompt decision, and without saying a word, he took apart the water-soaked tree vines, then took apart the insulation cotton, and allowed the melted ice water inside to slowly flow into the pile of rocks.
Under the illumination of the headlight, he was also a little sluggish.
Because Lin Xuefeng, who was lying there, looked pale, with quiet eyebrows... as if he was in a long deep sleep, and it didn't look like he was dead at all.
But as long as you move your eyes downward, you can see the ferocious black branch on his chest, the bright red traces, and the withered rose flower soaked in water.
No wonder Huaiyu said before that this state was difficult to describe, because even at this moment, even if he could no longer feel Lin Xuefeng's breathing, he couldn't bear to conclude that he was dead.
He carefully avoided the hideous wound that he did not even dare to take out the murder weapon. At this moment, he sighed and could only re-wrap it with thermal insulation cotton. Then he carefully padded the vines and moved outside with extreme caution. As for whether this bumpy situation will make matters worse... they have no other choice.
It only took ten minutes to get down, but it took Zhou Qian more than half an hour to bring Lin Xuefeng up!
He was sweating profusely. At this moment, he carefully put Lin Xuefeng aside on the ground. He turned around and saw the carriage door open. Huaiyu, whose cheeks were still pale but had already changed into dry clothes, came out: "Brother Zhou Qian, you just froze him directly." Take it back or put it in a tree cocoon?”
Zhou Qian frowned: "Wear the scarf before freezing it? How to freeze it? Pour hot water and let the cold wind blow overnight?"
Huaiyu also reacted and smiled at the moment: "Then I will pull out the cocoon."
"I'm coming!" Zhou Qian stopped her: "You rest for a while, I'll clean up - go back to bed. I'll bring the water in after a while. You can then get up and take a hot bath."
"It's okay."
Huaiyu shook her head, but in fact she had been shaking in bed for a long time, and there was still no heat in her body, and the soles of her feet were freezing. Now that she put on clothes and moved around, it became less unbearable.
What's more, there is no shortage of time.
Zhou Qian had already neatly gone to the upper level to pull out the cocoon, and she opened the insulation cotton. After a long time, she finally saw Lin Xuefeng's appearance clearly again.
Looking at him through the ice, I always felt that he was painful and quiet.
But now that he was in close contact, his pale eyebrows were still quiet, and his expression seemed less painful.
Huaiyu didn't know if it was her own mental illusion. She curiously stretched out her fingers to touch his eyes - under the eyelids, the eyeballs did not move at all, but were cold, with a slight tinge that belonged to a living person. soft.
The cheek was also cold, without a trace of blood, but soft to the touch. Huai Yu poked it carefully.
However, his eyelashes were very thick. At this moment, when Huai Yu's fingers touched him lightly, he still didn't know anything about it.
Much like facing Sleeping Beauty.
This...should be still alive, right?
"Lin Xuefeng! You must live."
Huaiyu looked at him expectantly and said sincerely at this moment: "I work really hard. I have done everything I can... You should also work harder."
She looked at Zhou Qian who was looking for a place for the tree cocoon, and then whispered: "If you really can't survive and it's too tired and hard, then there's nothing wrong with giving up. I'll take you back to the Rose Corridor, and you can sleep. Under the deep soil, there are flowers, which are also very romantic.”
"We will all be there in the next few decades."
After these few months of living alone, she has been able to accept the inevitable separation. Even if he said these words at this moment, the hope and expectation in his tone still had a beautiful flavor.
It seems that whether he survives or not, it is as romantic as she said.
Lin Xuefeng lay there quietly, with handsome features and a peaceful expression.
Like the pine trees in the mountains and the moon in the human world. (End of chapter)