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Chapter 29

When Sang Li woke up, her whole body was weak and her lips were dry and cleft.

They are no longer in the sea. Xiaomian is carrying her on her back and is walking in the rugged wilderness.

The cold soaked sea water, and drinking a lot of sea water and the fear of almost suffocation, made her sick, felt dizzy and uncomfortable, and even her throat was hoarse, "Xiaomian, I'm so thirsty."

There are all Gobi-like rocks nearby, no pools or rivers, and Qu Qingmian cannot find a source of water to drink.

Their baggage was lost when they jumped into the sea of ​​ink, and now they have nothing on them.

Qu Qingmian turned his gaze to the sparse grass stems and was about to get the grass juice to relieve it. A gray hemp rabbit suddenly jumped up and ran very fast!

He quickly placed Sang Li on a large smooth stone, rushed forward like the wind, and chased the rabbit.

Sang Li leaned sideways, supported her elbows, and Xuxu looked up. She found blood on the ground, and she immediately sat up nervously.

Qu Qingmian soon came back with the rabbit's ears. The rabbit was still thrusting its hind legs desperately, and its short tail hair exploded.

There were mostly sharp stones on the ground. He picked up a thin piece and pressed it against the rabbit's neck. He looked at Sang Li with inquiring eyes.

I can't find the water source for the time being, so I can only drink whatever I want. Fortunately, this is how he came from the dark scene, but it is really a bit difficult to ask a girl to drink animal blood at home.

Sang Li didn't look at the rabbit, she looked at the boy's feet.

After soaking the gauze shoes in water, I don’t know how long I have been walking in the Gobi wilderness full of sharp stones. The soles of the shoes may have been worn out, and the blood stains were stained on the places under my feet.

She said softly, "Xiaomian, come here and let me see your feet."

Qu Qingmian didn't move and asked in deaf ears, "Do you drink?"

After a stalemate for a while, he realized that he would not reveal his wounds. Sang Li had to give in, pursed his lips that were so painful that it was numb and nodded.

The boy was quick to move, but he paused slightly when he held the rabbit up to her mouth.

He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, and felt guilty and a little sour.

In Yaoshui Town, she works hard to make money, buying the freshest meat, vegetables and vegetables every day, giving him the best food, clothing and expenses.

Now, because he killed someone, he met a monk and had to go on the road to escape. She was sick and haggard and couldn't even drink water.

He suddenly developed a desire, a desire to be strong, a desire to give her something better.

Sang Li had no idea. She was not that slutty. She was always running away for the last time she was in the book. In order to survive, she also drank animal blood.

The salty and hot mouth was in the mouth, and the rabbit was still struggling faintly. The short fluff was tied to her face. She swallowed her mouth wide, and her almost smoking throat was relieved. When her body was about to retreat, she gently wiped the corners of her lips with a hot smear.

Sang Li opened her eyes in surprise and saw Xiaomian withdrawing her hand, her fingertips with distinct joints were stained with blood.

He... he wiped the blood of the rabbit from her lips with his fingers?

Sang Li was stunned and subconsciously licked her lips.

She knew that Xiaomian was cold and warm, just like treating Brother Yan. Although she was inexplicably avoiding the alienation, she was ruthless in helping him avenge when something happened to the other party.

It's like treating her, although she is taciturn and cold, she must take care of her every time she is sick or in danger.

He will remember people who are good to him in his heart. Sang Li has always known this, but it is true that he is not close to him. But just like this... Is this action a little too close to her?

Qu Qingmian had no expression. He picked up the dead rabbit on the ground, turned his back and squatted down, "Stay on the way."

Sang Li looked at the boy's broad back and thought of the blood stains left by stepping on the ground step by step, and refused, "I can—"

Before he finished speaking, the boy carried her back and forth his back.

Sang Li didn't dare to struggle, for fear that Xiaomian would bear a bigger load and her feet would definitely hurt more. She could only beg softly, "Xiaomian, I just felt dizzy and uncomfortable. It doesn't matter, it's okay-"

The boy's clear and slightly deep voice interrupted her, "Shut up."

Sang Li moved her lips, but she still said nothing more. The afternoon autumn sun was warm and sunny on her sick and chilled body, which was very comfortable. Xiaomian was rushing fast, but her spine leaned forward slightly, very steady, with almost no bumps. Gradually, she fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already dark and there was greenness around me. The sparse forests and the greenness of wild grass on the ground all cheered Sang Li.

It was cold at night, and there was a fire in front of me. On the fire, two rabbits were roasted. The fragrance drifted away. She woke up by smelling the smell.

Gulugulu

Sang Li couldn't help but scream when she looked at the roasted rabbit meat until golden.

Qu Qingmian turned the rabbit meat over, and after a while, he took one and handed it to her.

Sang Li swallowed and blew the rabbit meat in her hand. After it wasn't so hot, she tore off a small half and handed the other back to Qu Qingmian, "I'm enough to eat so much. Don't waste the rest, you can eat it."

One day and one night, this was the only time to rest and eat. She was actually very hungry, so hungry that she could eat a cow, but Xiaomian was walking with her back along the way, which was too much consumption.

Besides, Xiaomian, who is fifteen years old, is still growing taller and has a strong appetite. How can a rabbit be enough to eat?

The fire made a light crackling sound, and the boy raised his dark eyes and handed over the one in his hand that was roasted until it was so oily. "Both are yours, mine are behind you."

Sang Li looked back and found that there were indeed several rabbits that were cleaned up and skewed together. Then he happily held the one in his hand and took a bite, "I can't eat two at the same time. Xiaomian, you eat this one first, and then bake it later and then eat it."

"There is a pool two hundred meters south. You can clean it after eating."

Sang Li's eyes lit up suddenly, "Water pool? Is there a water pool nearby?"

She was so happy that she obediently took the other roasted rabbit meat she handed over, "That's so good!"

During the day, she slept in the sun while basking in the sun, and she felt a lot of sweat and felt uncomfortable all over. When she heard about water, she felt that her weak body was a little lighter.

Seeing that she was so easy to satisfy, Qu Qingmian relaxed a little, "Walking forward a few days later, we should be able to see a new ferry. Once we get on the boat, we will feel much more relaxed."

Sang Li thought for a while and said, "But we have no money."

If those monks hadn't arrived too fast, they wouldn't have jumped into the sea of ​​mourning and lost their luggage. Thinking of this, she was a little confused. She didn't know how to walk the future path.

"Don't worry, I'm there."

The boy's voice was low, and the firelight was hidden in that delicate side face, which made him look even more magnificent. Sang Li calmly and calmly.

Yes, Xiaomian is by your side, and no difficulties are anything.

The pool was soaked in the cold in autumn nights, so Sang Li naturally didn't dare to jump down and wash it. She picked it up and drank it for a while. Then she took off her clothes and washed it quickly on the shore. Then she couldn't help but scream and ran back. It was so cold!

Qu Qingmian heard the scream, his face changed, and his body suddenly moved.

Sang Li continued running with her arms tremblingly. Seeing the boy's nervous look, she couldn't help but bent her eyes and smiled, "Xiaomian, do you care about me very much?"

She finally sat next to the fire, reached out to get close to the hot flame, and her eyes were still on the boy, bright.

Qu Qingmian had a calm face and turned around toward the pool without saying a word.

Sang Li originally wanted to say that she had seen the thick paintings of paintings and knew that he just looked cold and cold, but his heart was actually hotter than the fire.

But when she saw the little awkwardness, she didn't dare to say anything again, for fear of getting angry and ran away. She raised her voice and shouted at the back that was about to disappear into the darkness, "Xiaomian, what I care about the most is you!"

What is teaching by one's own body? This is.

Xiaomian is ashamed to express herself, so she should take the initiative. In a relationship, even if the blood is thicker than water, the most stable family affection between them needs to be expressed in words in addition to their behavioral concerns. Two people who do not have a stable relationship naturally need to let the other party know how important he is.

Qu Qingmian jumped into the biting cold pool, plunged in, and after a long time, his heart was still slamming violently.

He had long since ignored whether it was true or not.

Even if it's pretending, he's willing.

Sang Li sat beside the fire, waiting until she was dozing off, worried that she would be dizzy in the pool and was about to go over and take a look. Xiaomian came back, her hair was loose and she was dripping with water droplets.

She quickly moved to the side and gave up the seat that was most suitable for roasting fire. When someone came over, she touched the back of his hand with the back of his hand. It was warm, and Sang Li'an was worried.

It seems that the boy is not afraid of the cold. She set her eyes on the boy's feet, "Xiaomian, please let me see the injuries on your feet, okay?"

In order to avoid falling into a stalemate of rejection again, Sang Li rubbed over, "If you don't let me, I will wait for you to fall asleep. When I fall asleep, I will secretly watch."

Qu Qingmian looked at the water light that was swept through her eyes, "..."

Although it was strange to show people's feet, he still fulfilled her wish.

The boy took off his shoes and socks, and as Sang Li thought, the Gobi desert along the way, crossing mountains and ridges, the soles of the shoes were worn out.

The skin is cold and white, the ankles are still thin, and the deep marks that have been struck by chains in the dark field for many years have faded in the past two years.

The first time Sang Li looked at a man's feet was different from what she imagined.

In the past, she always thought that men were synonymous with rough and smellyness. Not to mention looking at the feet, if someone dared to take off his shoes in front of her, she would definitely be cursing if she covered her nose.

But Xiaomian let her know that men can also look different, clean and refreshing, delicate and flawless, as if they emit a dry and refreshing fragrance.

Sang Li looked down and saw the thin and dense soles of her feet, which were full of holes and were not a piece of good flesh. She felt so distressed that her eyes were sore, "You won't be allowed to carry me tomorrow."

"Um."

Sang Li continued to accuse, "Don't you even know what the pain is?"

"No pain."

She felt very aggrieved, as if her feet were injured, and she sucked her nose and tears that would not fall off. "How could it not hurt? Xiaomian, you are flesh and blood and not a stone, how could it not hurt."

Thorn

Sang Li pulled off the hem of her dress and bowed to wrap his feet.

The girl moved closer and hugged his feet without any hesitation to put them on her legs. Qu Qingmian's face suddenly turned red, not only her ears, but also her neck.

He wanted to hide back, and a tear fell down his instep, warm.

Qu Qingmian was fixed on his mind, and the warm tears seemed to flow into his heart, wet and warm.

The only thing that I got used to bleeding and injury in the dark in my early years was excitement and cheer. When someone was so sad that he cried because of this small wound, he truly realized how good it was to be cared about.
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