The car didn't go far before it turned into a small fighter plane and went into stealth.

Su Huan immediately started the autopilot and found the medicine box for Lin Xiang to treat his wounds. The bullet passed through the left shoulder, and blood flowed all over the driver's seat.

He first gave her a hemostatic dissipation, and then found a needle and thread to close the wound.

Lin Xiang leaned on the cushion, his face was bloodless, and his eyes were swollen from crying, as if the whole person had been emptied. When the medicine was applied, she didn't move or say a word, and he would rather she cry out in pain.

He wanted to give her an anesthetic injection, but she pushed away: "Just sew it like this." ”

"It's more comfortable to get some sleep," he said. ”

"I don't want to fall asleep, I'm afraid of dreaming. She smiled feebly, but he didn't see the smile in her eyes.

He had no choice but to squeeze out a smile and say, "I'll sew it beautifully." As long as I do the work with my hands, I can do it well. ”

She closed her eyes and endured in silence.

Su Huan felt sorry for her. She was sad not because of the pain, but because it was Chang Feng who did it, which was more uncomfortable than telling her to die.

He did everything possible to be good to her, he knew that she loved Chang Feng, so he pushed her to his side, he didn't do this so that Chang Feng could completely break her heart.

He gently put his arms around her, telling her that no one would find them, and that when he stole out the plane, he dismantled the tracking system and turned off the communicator.

"And where are we going?" she asked.

"Go to a place that is not marked on the map. He said.

Su Huan wasn't really sure. They flew in a northwesterly direction, circled all night, and at dawn they reached the north-west of the country.

Angola is a backward small country on the inland sea, with a small land area, sparse population, high vegetation coverage, and a bird's-eye view from the air, the whole country looks like a green agate. Su Huan finally stopped the fighter by a small lake.

The lake is indeed very small, covering an area of about two acres, and the lake water is as quiet as a mirror. The lake is surrounded by a dense bamboo forest, the lake reflects the blue of the sky, the green of the bamboo, the cool breeze caresses, the lake surface wrinkles layers of ripples, as if the wind dyes the green lake.

Su Huan took a deep breath and nodded with satisfaction: "That's it." ”

Lin Xiang stepped off the fighter plane behind him, and the haggard on his face subsided a little.

He approached her and stretched out his hand in the air to draw to her: "Well, there, in the middle of the lake, we can build a house out of bamboo, and then build a trestle to the shore." ”

A smile hung on her pale face: "Shouldn't we build a bridge first, and then build a house?"

He withdrew his hand and said, "It's okay to do it the other way around." ”

She nodded and said, "Okay, let's show our strengths, I'll cut the bamboo, and you will be responsible for building bridges and houses." ”

"You're not healed. He stopped her, but she didn't answer, but stretched out her right paw and slashed off a piece of bamboo with a wave of her hand.

“...... Well, you take it easy, the wound is open, and I'm not responsible for sewing it. ”

He watched her walk into the bamboo forest, and after a while, the bamboos were thrown out one by one. He also hurried to work.

He inserted the thick bamboos diagonally into the bottom of the water, tied them into two rows of bamboo hedges for support, and then laid flat bamboo planks on top of the two rows of bamboo hedges, and the trestle was quickly paved.

Then, they laid the foundation in the middle of the lake and began to build a house. However, in most of the day, a two-story small bamboo building was capped.

Lin Xiang tied a staircase to the trestle connecting the bamboo building, and when she tied the last piece of bamboo tightly, she was already sweating profusely.

She took off her shoes, sat down on the last step, and lowered her feet into the lake. She loves the feeling of being busy, exhilarating and unavoidable.

The coldness of the lake instantly invaded every vein of her, and she greeted Su Huan excitedly. He heard her cry and jumped off the roof and ran over.

Lin Xiang said: "Look, there are still fish in the lake! Let's go get two fishing rods!"

Su Huan sat down beside her, thought for a while and said, "I can make a fish trap, so fast." ”

Lin Xiang slapped him and said in disgust, "Why is it so fast?

Without saying a word, she stood up and ran barefoot to make a fishing rod. She caught earthworms as bait, and when there was no fish, she cut the bamboo strips into thin strips.

Su Huan looked at it and couldn't help laughing: "It's not a matter of being slower, it's a problem of not being able to catch it at all." ”

But Lin Xiang insisted on giving it a try.

As Su Huan said, they sat on the lake for nearly an hour and only caught a small fish the size of a palm. In the end, they waited for a sudden torrential rain, and they hurriedly ran into the bamboo building.

The fish that had just not been hooked were now dizzy by the raindrops, jumping up on the water, Su Huan cursed, but Lin Xiang laughed in front of the window.

"You're still laughing. He took off his shirt, grabbed a towel, and walked over to help her untie her long hair and wipe it.

She nudged his hand: "Don't be nervous like an old mother, it's not wet." ”

He insisted: "You can't touch the water in your wounds. ”

She also stiffened: "Just two drops of rain, as for it?"

Lin Xiang struggled, but Su Huan wrapped her whole in a towel and wrapped her into his arms.

She pressed against his chest, felt his skin burn, could clearly hear his pounding heartbeat, and the heat he exhaled fell on top of her head. She looked up at him and met his fiery gaze.

"I don't want to be your brother anymore, okay?"

She knew what he wanted.

Lin Xiang didn't answer, closed his eyes in a trance, and didn't resist his falling lips.

Su Huan's kiss was very light, and he cautiously tried it. It's not the same as another person's domineering and aggressive kiss......

The thought swept through her like a bolt of lightning, and she opened her eyes and gently pushed him away.

His face was close at hand, and she could clearly see the hurt look on his face flash, and then, chagrin, hung over his eyes, like a child who had done something wrong.

"I'm sorry......" Su Huan muttered.

She felt a sour feeling in her heart, and suddenly, she found that Su Huan was the one who had silently protected her for thirteen years.

He is the one who deserves her love.

"It's not ......" Lin Xiang raised her eyes and looked directly at him, no longer dodging his gaze, she laughed: "I'm just a little unaccustomed." ”

He was relieved when he heard this, and he also laughed: "I'm not used to it either. ”

He reached out to hug her and accidentally touched the wound on her shoulder, she screamed softly, and he quickly let go.

She said, "It hurts, don't touch it." ”

"Can you touch the rest of the place?" he whispered softly.

She laughed and trembled in his arms: "There are some things that you don't need to ask me. ”

"What then?"

"Just do it. ”

This time it was she who stood on tiptoe and responded passionately to his kiss.