“… I’m going to tie a nice knot for you.”
Yan Bubu mumbled as he tied the bandage around his wound, and Feng Chen raised a hand and gently touched his face. His warm fingers slid down his cheek and gently caressed his smooth skin.
Yan Bubu rubbed his cheek against the hand, then looked at Feng Chen and immediately fell into his deep eyes.
Feng Chen's fingers fell on his lips, carefully tracing the shape of his lips. Yan Bubu didn't move, and after a moment he asked vaguely: "Brother, do you feel that you love me especially now? Do you want to kiss me especially?"
Feng Chen still didn't respond, but just looked at him with his dark eyes, as if he agreed, or also as a hint.
Yan Bubu was encouraged by his eyes. She felt her heart beating uncontrollably and the air began to become sticky. She immediately leaned over and kissed him.
As a result, his lips just fell in the air, and he seemed to have thought of something, and he paused and looked at the fire next to him: "Ah, the water is boiling, I'll go stir the fire."
Feng Chen was put back on the haystack by him and he watched him rush to the fire, put out the flames with ashes, and then get a bowl of boiling water.
"... Binunu, our firewood is almost gone. Go get some more branches from that dead tree. I'm going to start cooking again later..."
Feng Chen looked up at the top of the cave silently, with no expression on his face.
Binunu went to fetch firewood, while Yanbubu started to clean up, wiping the floor with a grass ball. The setting sun leaked through the gap at the entrance of the cave, dyeing the stone surface and his face orange, and the soft curly hair was also coated with a layer of light brown.
But his mouth was not idle either, he kept talking to Feng Chen.
"Brother, I think it's actually not bad like this, just the two of us, always together."
"We used to be together all the time."
"That's different. You're always on missions and have meetings at the military headquarters. We're not always together."
Speaking of the military, Feng Chen immediately thought of Chen Size and his parents, and his expression gradually became cold.
"We still have to go back. We can't just lie here." He murmured.
Yan Bubu turned his head and glanced at him. "You will recover soon. Just lie down for a few more days at most. Your spiritual realm will also recover."
Feng Chen was silent for a moment, then hummed softly.
Yan Bubu wiped the floor and continued, "… Why did Mimosa pudica help us? Of course, it is a good plant and it has prevented those soldiers from jumping off a cliff and dying. But it not only saved us, but also helped me find you. It even helped me find food and water."
Feng Chen thought for a moment and replied, "I think it may have something to do with the ability of Mimosa pudica to read fragments of our memories."
"oh?"
"You once told me that no matter if it's a plant or a human, what's wrong with wanting to live? I later told Chen Size your idea, hoping that the military can consider sending the main plant of the Mimosa pudica to the Amisi Polar Region." Feng Chen moved his body slightly and changed his posture. "Maybe the Mimosa pudica read our memories, so it felt grateful and helped us."
"Is that so..." Yan Bubu put down the stone spoon in his hand and said thoughtfully: "In fact, we didn't succeed either. The military is still trying to find a way to deal with it. But just because we mentioned this, it was willing to help us. It seems that plants are just like people. If others are good to me, I will be good to you."