Mo Chuan couldn't hear her voice. A few strands of her hair were floating beside his ears. It was very itchy. He wanted to brush them, but held back.
He could hear her subtle breathing, soft and shallow.
She slept.
He slowed down his pace and walked more lightly, so that she could not feel the slightest bump.
Why go to her? Why should we save her
He is also asking himself.
Is it just because she looks like her
Or because...
Mo Chuan didn't dare to think about it anymore. He just felt her warm breath brushing the back of his neck, making his whole body stiff.
Her arms were wrapped softly around his neck, her cheek was pressed against the back of his neck, and she slept deeply.
"Devil in white, I will never let you go..."
She suddenly tightened her arms.
Mo Chuan paused.
Is she awake
not at all.
She was just dreaming. In her dream, she saw the man in white wearing a silver mask. He suddenly took off the mask, but behind the mask was a bloody mouth, which opened suddenly and bit her neck.
"ah!"
She was shaken suddenly and woke up from the nightmare. She felt that she was covered in cold sweat, even on her forehead.
"Hey, where is this?"
When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in a cave, with clean and soft wild grass spread under her, like lying on a straw mat.
There was a bonfire burning in the cave, but she was alone.
She frowned and soon remembered that she fell asleep lying on Mo Chuan's back.
"Are you awake? Drink some water first."
Mo Chuan walked in from outside and handed her a water bag.
She took it and drank heavily, almost choking.
After she finished drinking, Mo Chuan handed her some freshly picked wild fruits.
She was so hungry that she ate one piece of fruit in three mouthfuls.
Mochuan sat next to the bonfire, stuffed a handful of wild mushrooms into the belly of the freshly skinned hare, picked a few large leaves, wrapped them in wet mud, and buried them under the fire.
He did it in a formal and orderly manner, but it made Shen Rumei giggle.
He had obviously never done such a job before, and although he behaved gracefully, he forgot two things.
There was no salt or cider on the hare, so the flavor when roasted was not as good as the wild antelope she roasted.
However, Shen Rumei still ate with gusto.
After eating enough rabbit meat, drinking enough mountain spring water, and taking a long sleep before, she felt energetic and full of strength.
"Let's go back. I'm worried about Ling'er," she said.
Mo Chuan stared at her: "With Zhui Feng taking care of him, nothing will happen to him. If anything happens, Zhui Feng will find a way to notify me."
Shen Rumei nodded: "I miss him."
There is nothing wrong with this sentence.
Mo Chuan said no more, extinguished the bonfire and squatted down with his back to her.
She understood what he meant, but shook her head.
"I can leave by myself."
Mo Chuan walked in front silently, and Shen Rumei followed behind. She broke off a branch and used it as a crutch to save some energy.
As she walked, her pace slowed down.
Mo Chuan stopped and turned around, looking at her.
She bit her lip, knowing why he became silent along the way. There were some things she didn't want to explain.
"That devil in white..." She paused, "He didn't do anything to me."
He really didn't do anything except threaten her.
A flash of doubt flashed in Mo Chuan's eyes.
If it really was nothing, why would she say that she belonged to the man in white
Shen Rumei saw through his thoughts and snorted: "You are overthinking. He is poisoned and wants me to help him detoxify."
So that’s it!