Hong Ling lowered her head and took a sip of the soup. She started eating the soft jerky meat in the clay pot. She no longer looked at the sleeping bag, but stared at the bamboo door blankly, as if Wang Fusheng would push the bamboo door open and walk in the next moment. This article was first published. When the bamboo door opened, she would also involuntarily shrink her body to resist the cold that surged in.

But looking at it, she had already added water to the pot of soup in the fire three times. After eating four meals, she still couldn't remember the fog. When the light outside began to slowly become dim, Hong Ling suddenly woke up and it was going dark, but Wang Fusheng did not come back.

This discovery surprised Hong Ling suddenly, and her slow brain seemed to be moved by the extreme cold. At this time, he began to slowly recover. He thought of many possible odds, no matter which one, the result was not very good, and Wang Fusheng might never come back.

Hong Ling could be sure that Wang Fusheng would not leave him alone, because in such extremely cold weather, without this cave, without the food in the cave and the wolf-skin Wang Fusheng would soon die. So Wang Fusheng could not leave by himself. There was only one possibility that he had not come back so late, that was an accident.

Logically speaking, Wang Fusheng would not come if he had an accident. Hong Ling was already happy because there was still plenty of dry firewood in Shandong, let alone food. More than thirty gray wolves left them with too much meat. It is enough for two people to eat at most one a day.

There are sleeping bags and wolf skins in the cave. If she lives here alone, she doesn’t have to worry even if she takes another half a month. At that time, the cold winter has passed long ago. She always felt uneasy from Wang Fusheng before, so Wang Fusheng didn’t come back, so she doesn’t have to worry about survival issues.

But Hong Ling couldn't be happy about what she should have been happy about. She looked at the bamboo door over and over again. She hoped that Wang Fusheng would push the door and walk in the next moment. She also walked behind the bamboo door several times, but there was no trace of Wang Fusheng coming back. The sky outside completely dimmed, and only the rustling sound of heavy snow falling. Such a sound gave Hong Ling endless sense of loneliness.

When Wang Fusheng was there, he always told her not to do this or that. Even in such cold weather, he would rather go out and stand than take a shower at night to sleep. He had to take off his clothes before going to bed and was not allowed to wear clothes to sleep.

Although the sleeping bag is high-tech, it is still very cold when you lie in without clothes, and it takes half a day to warm it up. Although she will feel even colder when she walks out of the sleeping bag tomorrow. It seems that she is sleeping in the sleeping bag all night while wearing clothes, and the originally thin clothes will not keep warm.

But it feels comfortable to sleep while wearing clothes. You can walk out directly when you wake up in the morning, instead of putting on the clothes even colder. But Wang Fusheng just doesn't allow it. So Hong Ling feels that she should hate Wang Fusheng, and she shouldn't be unable to come back after he goes out and is worried about his safety.

"I should hate him, he won't come better." Hong Ling said to herself, but her eyes couldn't help looking at the bamboo gate.

In the past, when it was just dark, it was Hong Ling's happiest time. Even if she didn't eat dinner, she had to take a shower as soon as possible, and then get into the sleeping bag. Because the sleeping bag was so comfortable, it was dark that Hong Ling looked forward to every day, but today I don't know why she didn't want it to be dark. Even the sky outside was already dark, but she got into the sleeping bag as soon as possible. Even the clay pot on the fire for a hot water to take a shower.

"Why aren't you coming back yet?" Hong Ling was very confused. She felt uncomfortable sitting on the wolf skin, so she stood up and walked constantly in the cave, and stopped from time to time to look at the bamboo gate. She ran over and looked at the bamboo gate several times. She endured the biting cold outside and leaned her ears close to the bamboo gate to hear if there was any sound of Wang Fusheng coming back.

But once again, Hong Ling was disappointed. She had no watch, and she didn't know what time it was now. But it had been dark for a long time, so it added water three times to the clay pot in the fire, which was added when it was dark. If you don't eat half of the clay pot, you need to add water every three hours to avoid the water inside being boiled.

Hong Ling remembered that she added water once while eating. After that, she walked in the cave with annoyance, chewing the dried meat in her mouth without touching the broth in the clay pot. But she still added water twice, so it was already very deep at night. But Hong Ling, who had no pajamas, believed that it should have been dark just now. As for the three water added after dark, she was just an illusion.

Hong Ling added water to the clay pot once again, although she didn't believe she had added water. Because this indicates that three hours had passed. The night outside was colder than the day. Wang Fusheng, who was only wearing combat uniforms, especially Wang Fusheng, who did not have enough food, could not survive, but Hong Ling kept looking at the bamboo door.

When Hong Ling didn't go to drink the soup, but added water to the clay pot four times, the sky outside became dawn. Hong Ling never hated dawn as much as today. Although Wang Fusheng would urge her to get up every day at dawn, let her leave her comfortable sleeping bag, sit on the wolf's skin and freeze next to the fire for a day. But every time it was dawn that the cold winter had passed one day, and although the temperature had dropped, it was one step further before the end of the cold winter.

But today Hong Ling felt that it was not that she had taken another step from the cold winter, but that Wang Fusheng had taken another step from death. She desperately thought that adding water to the pottery jar was an illusion, but it was not an illusion when it was dark and bright again. Hong Ling felt that she had spent so long a lifetime, and Wang Fusheng did not come back overnight.

"The temperature will rise a little when it dawn, which is more beneficial to him. It is more beneficial to him." Hong Ling came to the fire and added some firewood, and then started eating. This time Hong Ling ate a lot more than any previous breakfast.

When he felt like he could no longer eat, he was almost vomiting, and then he stopped and started to put on his clothes. He also put Wang Fusheng's casual clothes on his body, and then stuffed a lot of jerky meat into his pocket. Hong Ling walked towards the bamboo door.

The palm of her deer-skin glove touched the bamboo door, and Hong Ling took back her hand and touched the tears on her face. She didn't know when she shed tears and her vision was blurred. Wipe out the tears and held back her tears, because when she went out, the tears would freeze into ice, which would hurt her eyes. Wipe the tears on her face and hold back her tears. Hong Ling removed the wooden stick with the bamboo door lowered from behind the bamboo door and pulled the bamboo door open suddenly.

The cold outside the cave instantly made Hong Ling's blood coagulate, and her body, which had already eaten a lot of things, began to become stiff. Don't say that you went out to find Wang Fusheng, you could not even close the bamboo door. Hong Ling felt that she should regret it, and regret that she should not be so impulsive. It would be great to stay in the cave and wait for Wang Fusheng to come back.

Impulsively ran out and even I was about to freeze to death. But Hong Ling did not have the fear of being about to be frozen to death. Instead, she waited uneasy all night and seemed to be frozen by the cold. She felt an indescribable feeling of comfort in her heart, and it seemed that she would die just like this. Hong Ling's vision still became blurred. She could not move, and many snowflakes fell on her body with Feng Xuan, and she melted her cheeks with some warmth, and then they were frozen into ice. Gradually, Hong Ling seemed to be wearing an ice mask.

Hong Ling tried desperately to move, but her stiff body could not make any moves. She seemed to hear the sound of her life being frozen a little bit. This was like an illusion, but the gradually unconscious body made Hong Ling know that this was not an illusion.

"Let you stay in the cave and not come out. The coldness now is not something you can resist, so why are you so disobedient?" A stiff voice trembled in Hong Ling's ears.

Hong Ling, who was about to be frozen to death when she was dying, was stunned and then her life slowly passed away from the ice sculpture, was stunned and then her heart was filled with ecstasy. She wanted to throw herself into the arms of the voice owner, but her stiff body could not make any moves, and even her face was frozen. She could not even see the master who made her nervous for a day and a night.

Hong Ling felt her body being hugged by a stiff arm and dragged it into the hole. The arm seemed to be colder than her frozen body. Then there was the sound of the bamboo door closing, and naturally, Hong Ling felt as if she was lying on the familiar wolf skin. Hong Ling had never felt that the wolf skin was so soft.

Hong Ling's training in the cave a few days before returning to the cold made her blood start to flow, and her stomach quickly transformed the food she had just sunk to provide energy for her body. Gradually, Hong Ling recovered control of her body. Although her hands and feet were still a little stiff, the ice hanging outside her body began to melt, and her eyes could see things again.

Hong Ling turned her head ecstatically and looked at the extremely clear voice over the days they spent together. First of all, it was not Wang Fusheng who hugged Hong Ling's eyes, but a person. A woman, Wang Fusheng was pushing off the woman's body bit by bit, as if it had turned into clothes like ice armor. Even the clothes that were frozen on her body seemed to be ice cubes did not have time to take off.

Looking up along the woman's body, Wang Fusheng, whose eyebrows and beard were covered with frost, his purple lips were squirming, as if he was chewing something in his mouth. The temperature of the fire made the ice crystals melt on Wang Fusheng's body, making Wang Fusheng look so hot that he kept smoking.

It seemed as if he was afraid of hurting a woman. It took Wang Fusheng more than ten minutes to remove the woman's clothes that looked like ice. Hong Ling had never seen Wang Fusheng so gentle, and suddenly Hong Ling was a little jealous. Why was the woman lying next to the fire on the other side not herself?

When Wang Fusheng took off all the clothes of the woman, the melted ice on both sides wet the wolf skin under his body. The frost on Wang Fusheng's eyebrows also completely melted. His lips, which were chewing dried meat in his mouth, were no longer black and purple, but seemed to have recovered a little bit of anger.

"Don't look at it and wipe yourself with a towel, and change the wolf skin under your body, otherwise you will be frozen again soon." Wang Fusheng's voice was no longer a little softer as he had just been frozen.

He did not immediately replace the wolf skin under the two people's bodies, but let the girl lie on it. He began to slowly take off the combat uniform. The combat uniforms were of good quality. After the ice hanging outside melted, the inside was not frozen. Perhaps this was also the reason why Wang Fusheng was able to come back alive.

He pushed off his clothes, took the towel that Hong Ling wiped his body and hair, and Wang Fusheng wiped the girl's body and wet hair in reality. Then he picked her up and placed it on the dry wolf skin that Hong Ling had replaced.

"Do you want to put her in your sleeping bag?" The girl felt a tremor as soon as she put down Hong Ling. She took off Wang Fusheng's clothes she had just worn, and the clothes inside were not frozen into popsicles, so she still wore them without water.

"Take it slowly, the temperature is too high at once and it will cause greater damage to her. It is better to reply a little bit." Wang Fusheng pushed off the combat uniform, took off his inner body and left only a pair of shorts, then walked to the pond, fryed a basin of water with a bamboo tube, and wiped his body.

It was extremely cold outside but the water in the pool was not frozen. Perhaps this was the reason why the temperature in the cave could be so different from that outside. After wiping his body, Wang Fusheng walked over and did not cover himself with wolf skin, but instead exposed his body to allow the flow of skin and blood to adapt to the temperature difference between the hole and outside the hole.

"Who is she?" Hong Ling couldn't help asking curiously as she saw Wang Fusheng take a bowl of soup with a pot and hold the naked girl. She drank the soup first until she finally lowered the temperature. When she felt it was right, she fed the girl to the mouth of the fake death girl. Hong Ling couldn't help but ask curiously. Because it can be judged from Wang Fusheng's expression that the two people should be very familiar with each other. Even Wang Fusheng risked his life and went out for her.

"A thief." Wang Fusheng looked at Xue Qinglian in his arms and showed a smile on the corner of his mouth. Even though this smile was a little stiff because of his facial muscles that had not recovered. But it could be seen that Wang Fusheng was very happy, or when he saw Xue Qinglian subconsciously swallowing the soup into his stomach, he finally felt completely relieved.

"A thief?" Hong Ling stared at Wang Fusheng with wide eyes and felt whether she had heard it wrong.

"A thief." The stiff muscles on Wang Fusheng's face finally softened a little and repeated. Hong Ling opened her mouth and wanted to ask something, but finally shook her head and stopped talking.

Wang Fusheng fed Xue Qinglian a bowl of soup. He felt that Xue Qinglian's body temperature slowly recovered and he felt completely relieved. Then he walked to the side to open the sleeping bag. He didn't know what zipper was on the sleeping bag. The originally cylindrical sleeping bag suddenly opened and turned into a quilt.

"Can this be used as a quilt?" Hong Ling looked at the sleeping bag that turned into a quilt with incredible surprise. Thinking that he had always occupied the sleeping bag before. Wang Fusheng could only cover his wolf skin. For some reason, his cheeks were a little hot, and it seemed that there was something in his heart.

"Yeah." Wang Fusheng answered a simple word, then put the quilt on himself, walked over and hugged Xue Qinglian in his arms. Then he began to eat slowly. Wang Fusheng's stomach was already hungry, and his stomach kept making protesting sounds. But he still resisted the temptation of food and fed Xue Qinglian first, and then began to eat a little by little by little by himself. Wang Fusheng ate very slowly. It was as if he was carefully savoring the delicacies of mountains and seas. After drinking a bowl of broth and eating a few slices of jerky, Wang Fusheng stopped.

He started feeding Xue Qinglian, and Wang Fusheng spent the whole morning eating and was constantly feeding Xue Qinglian. However, except for the first time, the next feeding amount was very small, but the number of times was very many. Hong Ling, who was completely relieved, felt the cold again and wanted to get into the quilt, but in the end she could only sit next to Wang Fusheng indifferently.

"I knew you would come to save me." In the afternoon, Xue Qinglian woke up and felt naked, especially when she was lying in the man's arms, she was stunned at first. Then she felt the familiarity of the man's breath, and her tight body slowly softened, arching towards Wang Fusheng's arms like a kitten.

"You may not have such good luck next time." Wang Fusheng glared at Xue Qinglian in his arms. To be honest, she didn't know that Xue Qinglian had arrived. He had lost his force and magic and could not deduce where his uneasiness came from. He could only search everywhere in the heavy snow with a vague feeling in the dark. Finally, he found Xue Qinglian, who was almost frozen, and brought back in a snow nest.

"It will definitely be. Because you are here." Xue Qinglian looked up at Wang Fusheng's face and smiled brightly. The beauty that looked like the blooming of snow lotus made Hong Ling's eyes dazed. Xue Qinglian seemed to feel something was wrong. She turned her head and saw Hong Ling almost screaming. The two women looked at each other and turned their heads to stop looking at each other. Xue Qinglian's body subconsciously shrank into Wang Fusheng's arms again, holding Wang Fusheng's waist tightened a lot, and she didn't care that she was wearing nothing now.

"Don't run to such a dangerous place in the future. I'll give you anything. This is not the first time you've got it from me." Wang Fu moved vividly and turned the Xue Qinglian who was snuggling in his arms, hugged her from behind and tightened the quilt. The two of them sat and stood up. The position just now was for feeding, but the quilt was running everywhere.

"Yeah." Xue Qinglian nodded gently without refuting anything, and handed Wang Fusheng the slices of meat to her mouth and ate them slowly and chewed them. Although the smile on her face looked very comfortable, Xue Qinglian had the urge to cry, and tears kept spinning in her eyes, and she kept holding it, and finally she slid down.

The cave fell into silence. Hong Ling took a wooden spoon and served her broth. She forced herself to stop looking at Wang Fusheng. She even shouted in her heart as envious and jealous as a little girl: "Do you die quickly when you show your affection."

But I don’t know why Hong Ling felt sour in her heart, especially Wang Fusheng’s words, “Don’t run to such a dangerous place in the future, I’ll give you something to you”. This sentence made Hong Ling feel indescribable. This sentence is a bit like Wang Fusheng has not let her go out and say it’s cold outside these days, she has to get up in her sleeping bag, and she has to take a shower at night. She is a little angry that she cannot discipline herself, and even uses the words very stiff, but she has a deep concern.
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