It was raining torrentially.
Mei Songran walked in the forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow, only the sound of "crashing" rain could be heard in her ears.
Rainwater flowed down his cheeks, blurring his vision, and he could barely see three meters in front of him.
"Qinghe! Qinghe..."
I don't know how long I walked, shouting until my voice became hoarse, and I didn't get the slightest response.
Mei Songran's heart gradually sank.
In fact, the shooting location is not too far from the mountain village.
Although Ye Qinghe's body is a bit thinner, he is still a man. If all goes well, it should be time to go back by now.
In the worst case, he encountered some accident...
Thinking of this possibility, Mei Songran felt it became difficult to breathe, and couldn't help clutching the clothes around her heart.
Continue to search aimlessly in the mountains, shouting.
Still no response...
"Qinghe, where are you..."
Mei Songran exhausted all her energy and fell to her knees in the rain.
Just when he was hugging his knees and shivering from despair or the cold, a faint and familiar voice suddenly came out of the noisy rain that enveloped the world—
"Song Ran?"
Mei Songran was stunned for a second, then suddenly raised her head.
Following the source of the sound, in the cave not far away, he saw Ye Qinghe who opened his eyes wide and looked at him incredulously.
"Why are you in-"
Before the brain could react, the body had already moved first.
When Mei Songran regained consciousness, she found that she had rushed up to the cave with the strength she didn't know where, and hugged Ye Qinghe tightly in her arms.
"Great, you're fine, you're fine..." Mei Songran repeated nervously.
The person in his arms suddenly let out a suppressed cry of pain.
At this moment, Mei Songran had calmed down slowly, and quickly let go of the person upon hearing the sound.
Ye Qinghe frowned, gasped.
His trousers were rolled up to his knees, and there was a deep gash on his smooth calf. The bright red blood was still flowing out, which looked a little scary.
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"What's going on, does it hurt?"
A look of pity appeared in Mei Songran's eyes, and her voice subconsciously softened.
He carefully supported Ye Qinghe to sit on the stone.
After observing the wound for a while, he took off his clothes and wrung them dry, then tore them into strips and bandaged them up for Ye Qinghe.
Move gently, for fear of hurting him.
"I, I'm fine, I just accidentally fell... Song Ran, you shouldn't have come to me. It's raining so hard, and it's almost dark again. What if something happens to you?"
Mei Songran froze.
The anxiety, worry, and despair from when he was searching in the rain just now surged up all at once, and he, who had always been restrained, couldn't help but growl.
"Then what if something happens to you? What do you want me to do!"
When Mei Songran appeared in front of everyone, she was always calm and measured.
At this moment, his expression was agitated, his chest was heaving due to violent panting, and his eyes were also bloodshot.
The surrounding air suddenly became quiet.
Ye Qinghe's eyes slowly turned red, and he lowered his head.
After reacting, Mei Songran regretted for a while.
Thinking about opening his mouth, when he was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, he saw Ye Qinghe stretch out his hand that he had been holding tightly and didn't let go.
As if presenting a treasure, the intact jade inside was exposed.
That pretty face was a little pale, and she looked at him cautiously and with a bit of aggrieved eyes, and her soft voice was full of flattery.
"Song Ran, I found it for you...don't be angry with me again, okay?"