Jiang Xuening asked, "Do you want to go forward?"
Maybe they are lucky enough to fight against God and dare to go out before the heavy snow closes the mountain, or maybe the snow is not heavy, it will stop soon, and it will not affect their itinerary.
But Xie Wei shook his head.
After looking forward for a long time, he didn't answer, he just turned around and walked back down the ridge.
Jiang Xuening stood at a high place and stared at his back, like a lonely crane in the wild mountains.
It is indeed too risky to drive against the coming snow and wind.
It is not safe to find a place to rest temporarily.
If the wind and snow is too heavy, the two of them will be trapped in the city of sorrow, and they will have to consider whether there is a possibility of freezing to death and starving.
- Both are possible, why did Xie Wei choose the latter
She remembered that Xie Wei didn't like snow.
Is it just that
Lightly frowned and stood for a moment, Jiang Xuening finally suppressed the question and followed him back on the same path.
By this time the cloud had spread over.
The light in the mountains was not bright at all, and it was covered by the floating haze, and it gradually filled with a depressing and uneasy atmosphere.
The leaves are still.
Insects and ants hurriedly crawled on the surface of the soil and rotten leaves as if they were fleeing.
It took them a long time to find a cave at the foot of the mountain not far behind. There are traces of water erosion on the upper part of the rock, and a few stones fell at the entrance of the cave, which were blown by the wind for a long time and melted outside.
The inside is only two feet deep and ten feet wide.
The height is not more than ten feet high, and some places are relatively low, and you have to bow your head to pass, which is quite rugged.
When Jiang Xuening cleaned up the rubble and dirt in the cave, he found a few tufts of gray and black hairs, like those left by hares. It is estimated that some small animals also came in to take shelter from the rain when there was a big storm in the past.
They are taking up their place.
But that's fine.
When she went outside to find a lot of late autumn withered grass to spread on the ground, she thought that if they came later, they would just throw themselves into the net, and they would inevitably fall into her and Xie Wei's belly, so she didn't have to find anything to eat by herself.
The snow may stop for a while, or it may not stop for a long time, no matter what kind of situation, they are afraid of cold, and they are afraid of hunger.
Therefore, after Jiang Xuening cleaned up the cave, he collected branches and dry wood everywhere.
And Xie Wei took a bow and arrow and went to the deep mountains and jungles.
It wasn't until it was dark that Jiang Xuening saw him come out of the opposite mountain from a distance.
In his hand he was carrying a plucked pheasant, a peeled hare, and a small deer on the other side, all of which were worn on bamboo poles.
His face was cold, and there was a lot of blood on his robe.
Jiang Xuening's eyelids couldn't help but jump: These days, thanks to Xie Wei, his archery skills are good, but he can hunt some wild animals in the mountains to feed his stomach. But he was originally a lover, and he knew that she was not very likely to see blood, so after hunting wild animals, he usually dealt with them on the spot, neither letting her see it nor getting the slightest blood on her body.
And now...
She vaguely felt that something was wrong, and was deeply shocked.
Xie Wei, however, did not react at all to the blood stains on his body. He indifferently inserted the bamboo pole dressed in wild animals into the crevice of the rock, and then went out again. The wall is not particularly thick, to block some wind and snow coming in from outside.
Then sit down and make a fire.
During the whole process, not a word was said.
Jiang Xuening suddenly felt an unparalleled depression.
Not from the coming blizzard.
Just from the person in front of you.
She didn't say anything, just sat down in a fairly clean place opposite him, hugged her knees, and looked at him silently.
Night fell quietly.
The wind was howling outside.
The light in the cave became extremely dim.
Xie Wei's face was also blurred.
But the knocked flint began to flash.
His calm and icy silhouette flashed brightly and darkly, illuminated by a sudden flash, and then plunged into the darkness after the flash was extinguished, as if caught in an endless tug. Until the sparks landed on the dry grass, the orange-red flames slowly burned, and the darkness around him was gradually dispelled, illuminating the front of his whole person, leaving only the swaying wobbly on the bumpy mountain wall behind him. shadow.
For some unknown reason, Jiang Xuening breathed a sigh of relief when the fire finally rose.
Xie Wei looked at her.
She avoided the direct gaze, and instead looked out of the cave, and then exclaimed softly, "It's snowing!"
It finally snowed.
The gloomy sky in the middle of the night was like a dark curtain, a huge hole was pulled out by the sharp claws of the wind, and thousands of snowflakes fell down, and the wind blew like goose feathers.
Some even fell on the branches piled at the entrance of the hole.
Looking at this posture, I am afraid that it will be covered with silver and white in less than an hour.
Jiang Xuening watched for a while, and his heart was really heavy, but he pretended to laugh easily: "It seems that we are trapped here and can't get out for the time being."
She thought that Xie Wei should turn to look at the snow at this time.
However, when she turned her head, Xie Wei's eyes still fell on her, silent and silent, like a piece of snow blown into the hole by the wind.
He didn't even look outside, but after seeing the reluctant smile on Jiang Xuening's lips gradually disappear, he lowered his eyes again and added firewood to the fire.
Xie Wei Fuqin's fingers are beautiful.
It seems that it takes little effort to break a few branches, and then throw them into the fire. Some leaves that were not dry enough were licked by the flames, curled up and made a small crackling sound.
The cave was suddenly very quiet.
Jiang Xuening guarded the fire with him, sitting opposite each other, and no one said anything to break the silence.
Jumping flames, burning deep in the pupils.
At this moment, there is a kind of ordinary ordinary.
In this isolated place, any language loses its meaning. She and Xie Wei seem to have a tacit understanding, there is nothing to talk about, and nothing to talk about.
Occasionally she also added a few sticks to the fire.
But my thoughts seemed to fly far away, and all the bright and painful memories from far and near came one after another.
Jiang Xuening buried her face in her arms, looking at the burning flame, she felt the tiredness from the previous busyness surged up, and gradually became a little sleepy.
I didn't know when I closed my eyes.
In the confusion, he seemed to hear someone's suppressed cough.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the soft grass that had been paved earlier, with a blood-stained robe draped over his shoulders. And Xie Wei lost a robe, still sitting facing the fire, holding half a slender branch between his fingers, just staring at the fire motionlessly.
Jiang Xuening thought that she was probably too kind.
Otherwise, why would you feel a little sour at the tip of your nose
She opened her mouth to say something, but looking at Xie Wei's side face lit by the fire, she didn't say anything. She just got up, folded the robe, handed it back to him, and said, "Thank you. You don't sleep. for a while?"
Xie Wei then looked back at her and took the robe, but did not put it on again.
His fingertips felt a little warm on the soft fabric.
At that moment, he wanted to ask: Jiang Xuening, do you believe that there are demons wandering in the world? In the deserted city without people, in the empty snowy night.
- He didn't dare to sleep.