It is true that people love to think crankily in their leisure time.

Just like Wang Hao at this moment, his head is full of all kinds of ghost stories and supernatural events, one after another.

Woo woo woo, the cold wind is whistling in my ears.

Wang Hao smoked a cigarette and looked around vigilantly. The fire burning in front of him flickered in the cold wind, swaying endlessly.

Yang Yimo leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep, it seemed to be a little cold, she hugged Wang Hao's arm and tightened it tightly, she clicked her mouth and swallowed. Wang Hao gave her the clothes and pulled the zipper of the clothes up.

Cooing alone, Wang Hao picked up another handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth.

I'm so hungry.

I haven't eaten anything for a day, and going to the mountain is still a hard job.

It would be nice if there was a bowl of hot beef noodles at this time, Wang Hao thought longing in his heart.

......

The rescue team searched at the bottom of the mountain, and kept calling the names of the two people, but the cold wind was howling, and the sound couldn't go far at all, and it was swallowed up by the strong wind. The light of the flashlight shone on the snow all around.

In such heavy snowfall, it has undoubtedly added a lot of difficulties to the rescue team, and even some people have begun to wonder if the two people fell to their deaths and were buried by the heavy snow, which is not impossible.

The cold wind mixed with snowflakes slapped on the face.

"Wang Hao, Yang Yimo ......" the rescue team shouted loudly.

Wang Hao and Yang Yimo's position was already low, not far from the mountain wall. There is a search and rescue team, and when they are closest, it is only 500 meters, but they are not moving forward, and they miss it alive.

After searching all night, there was no news, and the search and rescue team did not have much hope for the survival of the two people. It's good enough to find the bodies of two people, and for them, it's a bad deal.

The sky lit up slightly, and Yang Yimo also woke up.

"Woke up. Wang Hao's voice was a little hoarse. It's been all night, why hasn't the search and rescue team come here yet?

"Hmm. Yang Yimo snorted, and her stomach growled: "You haven't slept all night?"

He didn't dare to sleep, for fear that the fire would go out, and even more so for fear of missing the search and rescue team.

Wang Hao stood up and moved his feet: "You wait for me here, I'll go find some firewood, and by the way, I'll see if there's anything to eat." "There should be rabbits in such mountains," he thought.

Ahem, Yang Yimo coughed lightly twice, feeling dizzy, but she didn't say it, afraid that Wang Hao would worry.

Wang Hao didn't dare to go too far, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to come back if he walked far, and it was too common to get lost in the mountains, especially when there was no sun today.

Picked up some branches and threw them into the fire.

Yang Yimo kept coughing, Wang Hao touched her forehead, it was hot, and his heart sank: "Momo, you have a fever." ”

"It's fine. Yang Yimo said weakly, but he couldn't help but tighten the clothes on his body. She only felt the cold like an ice cellar, and even her body couldn't help but shiver.

Wang Hao was anxious for a while, and the two of them hadn't eaten properly for a whole day and night. And at this time, Yang Yimo still had a fever. But why hasn't the search and rescue team come yet?

In such a desperate moment, he inevitably pinned all his hopes on the search and rescue team.

Wang Hao picked up Yang Yimo, hugged him in his arms, and sat forward, closer to the fire.

"Wang Hao, do you think we will die here?" Yang Yimo's breath felt hot.

"No, it won't. Wang Hao said firmly: "Believe me, someone will come to us soon, and we won't die here." Having said that, his heart was full of uneasiness.

Yang Yimo raised his eyes to look at him and smiled, "Actually, it's not bad to die together." ”

"What are you talking nonsense?" Wang Hao frowned and reprimanded.

Yang Yimo's fever became more and more serious, his face was red, he was trembling in Wang Hao's arms, and he had even begun to talk nonsense gradually.

"I'm hungry and cold. ”

Wang Hao couldn't do anything, so he could only hug her tightly, comforting her over and over again: "It's okay, it's okay." Except for comforting Yang Yimo like this, he didn't know what he should do. Yang Yimo's forehead was hot, Wang Hao hugged her and put his face on his forehead: "Momo, it's okay, it's okay." ”

"I'm so hungry. Yang Yimo kept talking nonsense.

Wang Hao gritted his teeth, picked her up, and walked out of here, surrounded by a vast white expanse, without the slightest figure, and the cold wind roared wildly.

In this icy and snowy land, it seems that only the two of them are left.

"Is there anyone, help. Wang Hao shouted helplessly: "Help, is there anyone?" He hugged Yang Yimo, and suddenly his feet went soft and he knelt on the snow.

Hopeless, he felt the despair completely.

The vast ice and snow, the howling cold wind.

In the cold of a snowy field, it is impossible not to be afraid.

"Is there anyone, help. Wang Hao roared helplessly.

But all that responded to him was the howling cold wind, and Yang Yimo was in his arms, shivering, and muttering nonsense in his mouth.

Cold and hungry.

If they can't wait for the rescue team, they will either freeze to death or starve to death here. What's even more dangerous is Yang Yimo, she has such a bad fever, if she is not sent to the hospital in time, she will definitely be in danger.

I heard that fever can make people stupid.

"I'm so hungry, Wang Hao, I'm so hungry and cold. Yang Yimo was babbling nonsense, and Wang Hao's heart was like a knife.

He hugged Yang Yimo and returned to the place where the two of them lived, and the fire had gradually weakened unconsciously, and it would soon be extinguished. Yang Yimo had a fever, he didn't dare to put Yang Yimo here, and went out to find firewood, but there was no fire, how long could two people last in such a cold weather?

At this moment, he saw the big tree not far away next to him, hesitated, he still put Yang Yimo here, Yang Yimo's body curled up in a circle, and his mouth kept babbling.

Fortunately, Wang Hao had a small folding knife in his hand, and it took him a lot of effort to buckle off a large piece of bark, and then he used a knife to open a small piece, a small piece, and pressed it on the fire, so that the fire would not be extinguished quickly.

He pursed his lips, picked up two handfuls of snow, and stuffed them into his mouth.

The cold snow turned into water and flowed into the stomach, not to relieve the feeling of hunger, on the contrary, to feel even more hungry.

"I'm hungry, I'm cold. Yang Yimo kept talking about being hungry.

Wang Hao touched her face distressedly, and at this time, he suddenly remembered that a way to relieve hunger and thirst that he had seen on TV, but he didn't know if it was true or not.

He hesitated, took the folding knife, and slashed at his wrist......