The colorful pink in the world comes from the most primitive sketches of thousands of creatures, without color, without dye, and even he is the brush. Perhaps it is this brushstroke, the most essential outline, that forms this extremely colorful world, and at the same time, he is the protagonist and the most loyal "fan" in his paintings.

Of course, the self under this brush may also attract others, such as Donnami at this time, who is more and more curious about Yang Yi's past.

And Su Ying didn't think about it much, she completely overflowed her words before her admiration for Yang Yi, and the little stars on her face were all over her face, and as for the other clues, she naturally ignored them automatically.

Since the birth of Chinese civilization and the inheritance to the present, what is worshiped and pursued in the eyes of the Chinese people is the unity of learning for the application of the world and intellectuality, such as the respect for soldiers in the world today, which is also based on the inheritance of culture.

At this time, the forest was completely covered in darkness, and even if there was moonlight, most of it was covered by the dense foliage of the trees, with only a few scattered fragments of light scattered.

Fortunately, this is not a real battlefield, nor is it a real primeval forest, Yang Yi and the three of them are not troubled by the worries of life, they are not threatened by the attack of wild beasts, and at the same time, there are enough materials in the backpacks of the three to maintain the needs of the night.

"Keep up and don't get lost. Yang Yi, who was walking in front, turned his head and whispered to Donnami and Su Ying, his words were so light that he seemed to be afraid of alarming the gluttonous birds of prey in the forest.

The three of them walked for more than an hour, and finally found a relatively hidden cave.

"Hey, I'm tired. As soon as she arrived, Su Ying sat down directly, sighing again, and pinching her legs and shoulders, perhaps for Su Ying, this intensity of training was too much.

Yang also found some dry branches, while slightly covering the entrance of the cave, and used it as a material for making a fire, although it is summer, the temperature in the mountains at night is still low and very humid.

"Home" did not appear very abruptly this time, and slowly developed in the evolution of history.

In the primeval forest society, people are often threatened by wild beasts, and even fight directly with wild beasts, at that time, people found that when facing wild beasts, if only one direction is facing the wild beasts, people will have a greater chance of survival, and slowly produce a narrow space, which is the prototype of "home", which was replaced by caves at that time.

Later, with the advancement of construction technology, it evolved into the current home, and gradually people also became dependent on this narrow space, which is now known as home.

When Yang Yi lit the branches, the flames instantly expelled the darkness, and the branches made a crackling sound from time to time, burning louder and louder.

Su Ying saw that Huo couldn't wait to drag down her military training, revealing a pair of delicate jade feet.

Looking at Su Ying's move of taking off his shoes, Yang Yi couldn't help but naturally show a smile, as if Su Ying's behavior evoked his inadvertent memories.

"Brother Yang, don't be afraid, my feet don't stink. "I remember a smiling face patting his chest and reassuring the crowd around the campfire.

The moment his shoes were taken off, he directly smoked people including Yang Yi.

"Little Lizi, that's what you said doesn't stink. ”

The young man named Xiao Lizi smiled and had a taste of a conspiracy succeeding.

When Yang Yi slowly got used to those stinky feet in the days that followed, until one day he could no longer smell the unforgettable smell.

Su Ying didn't pay attention to Yang Yi's body, so she didn't notice the gentle smile that Yang Yi rarely showed, and it was difficult to guess that her actions would touch Yang Yi's deep memory.

And Donnami clearly captured Yang Yi's smile through the flames, and that smile was very enjoyable, very light, and very gentle.