Is this mocking him or provoking him.
Mo Qianyi gritted his teeth and took a wooden stick to vent.
Then, he picked the fish on the stick and walked ashore.
Stepping on the moist grass along the way, he stopped when he saw the girl sitting on the tree with her eyes closed.
Then he strode over and said, "Look at what the old man caught for you, big fat fish, stinky girl, if you didn't take you to play in the river when you were young, you are still suing."
The girl did not move, nor did she respond to his words.
Mo Qianyi seemed to be used to it, so he found some dry branches and set fire to the fish.
Perhaps it was too quiet in the air, and he began to mutter to himself, "It's already like this, just let it go."
He paused, and then said: "From the moment he betrayed, he has been unable to look back. Perhaps this ending is the best for him."
That kid's personality is too extreme, he will be ruined if he doesn't get it.
Even if he broke free of Mo Luan's hand at the last moment and didn't take her to die together, but he used death to stop time, always stopping at the moment she held his hand and didn't give up.
It seems that the two have never turned back.
They were trapped in the forest for the past two days, and Mo Qianyi also thought a lot.
At first, I was very angry with that kid, but now I think he is hateful and pathetic.
After the fish was grilled, Mo Qianyi took it in front of Mo Luan and smiled and said, “Smell, when I was a kid, I grilled fish every day. Is there a nostalgic taste?”
Mo Luan blinked, finally raised his eyelids, and met him.
Mo Qianyi's heart trembled, and she thought that her sister finally had a reaction.
He clenched the branch tightly and said cautiously: "Sister, eat some, brother's craftsmanship hasn't regressed at all."
Mo Luan said, "Don't you hate me?"
Mo Qianyi's heart tightened, and he was about to get irritable subconsciously, but was held back by reason.
He put aside his eyes, and before he could speak, the girl in front of him spoke again, "I'm very tired."
She was pale, and there were bruises on her forehead as she rolled down the hillside.
The wound cut by the steel plate on his hand has been condensed, and the rags wrapped around it are muddy and bloody.
Both of them are very embarrassed, but compared to the external dilapidation, the sadness of the girl from the inside out in front of them is more uncomfortable.
Mo Qianyi said: "If you are tired, go to sleep for a while."
"I can dream." Mo Luan's lips were dry and pale, "He can't breathe in his chest, and there is always a picture of him falling into the chemical pool, angina, and almost unable to breathe."
Listening to her words, Mo Qianyi felt uncomfortable to death, even the unpleasant words she had just said did not care.
For the first time, he lowered his voice and said, "It's okay, it will pass, and everything will pass."
Time can take away all sorrows and grievances. He hopes that his sister's time can pass faster, and forget these awful unpleasantness.
Mo Luan laughed. This laugh didn't mean anything, but Mo Qianyi felt uncomfortable looking at it.
"When I picked him up, he was so gloomy and vicious, like a ferocious little wolf. As long as he is released from the cage, he will be out of control."
"Later, he put away all these temperaments, and I don't know when he started to become well-behaved and sensible."
"Even Grandpa Su saw him and liked him very much. He and the friends around me are also in a very good relationship. Only when facing enemies, his fierce wolf attributes will be revealed. "