The sound of rain, the sound of the wind, the shaking of the branches in the forest, the rain curtain fell sparsely or suddenly, the flashlight fell to the ground, rolled into a shallow pit, the light flickered a few times, and then darkness.

The birds, startled by the sound of gunfire, still screaming violently, circled over the treetops.

"Poof!"

In the darkness, the sound of the blade being pulled out was so dull that it seemed to shock the soul, and Taeyeon, who was pale and frightened, subconsciously took a step back, and then, she heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

This voice was like a thunderclap, stimulating the girl's frightened almost sinking brain to wake up for a moment, and she hurriedly groped her way and walked a few more steps, and in the darkness, she whispered: "oppa...... oppa……”

No one answered!

Her voice began to tremble, and in the thick ink in front of her, it seemed to be replaying the gunfire that had just flickered a few times, as well as the three huge, thunderous roars.

The feeling of fear hit the heart, and the girl cried: "oppa...... Oppa, where are you...... Don't scare me, okay......"

She screamed, her footsteps hesitated, and after a few steps, she tripped over something, and her body staggered and almost fell. But it was just because she tripped over it that the girl almost jumped up with joy.

As she tripped over something on her foot, she heard a faint, but familiar, chuckle.

"oppa!" Taeyeon quickly crouched down, groping and screaming happily, and after a while, she heard Ahn Joon-hyuk smile a little weakly, "...... You, you almost stepped on my head......"

The girl burst into tears and laughed, and groped to make sure that he was lying on the ground. Hurriedly tried to help him up.

"Don't, don't move. Ahn Joon-hyuk gasped and stopped her movements, "I got shot......"

"Woo......"

"Hehe, silly girl, I'm still talking to you, what are you crying about...... Don't cry just yet, I still have a flashlight in my pocket, take it out, I'm going to make sure about the gunshot wound first...... Right. It's that pocket ......."

Not much. This dark space lit up again, and the light that suddenly bloomed made the two who had long been accustomed to darkness a little uncomfortable. Taeyeon blinked blankly, waiting for the sight reflected in her pupils. The moment when it became clear from blur. She covered her mouth. Tears flowed out.

Ahn Jun-hyuk lay in front of her with a pale face, and under the strong light, he could see a large area of bright red under him. Blood flowed on the ground and spread with the rain.

For a moment, she almost thought he was dead.

The heart was clenching, but the girl quickly suppressed the pain, knelt down in front of him, carefully lifted his upper body up and rested it on her lap, and then swept the light of the flashlight over him as he instructed.

"A gunshot wound was in the left rib, and the clothes were ripped off there...... Well, the bullet grazed and it wasn't serious. The second gunshot wound was in the left thigh...... "Taeyeon didn't dare to look at it, tilted his head slightly, and paused when he heard his words, and then showed helplessness: "...... I can't see that wound!"

The girl gritted her teeth, "I...... I'll help oppa see!"

As she spoke, she looked away from the wound that had been half stained red on her trouser legs, and the bright red blood stabbed her head.

She's just an ordinary girl, and before today, she hadn't even killed a chicken, so she had never seen so much blood. But she forced herself not to faint, with a flashlight in one hand and a trembling hand to take the dagger handed to her by Ahn Joon-hyuk.

"Be careful, cut your trouser legs...... Yes, that's it, see the wound?"

"Look...... See!"

"Is there any blood?"

Taeyeon stared at the wound with a pale face, recognized it for a moment, and shook her head, "No, though, but it keeps bleeding......"

Ahn Joon-hyuk breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good if it doesn't, it means that it didn't hurt the artery, Taeyeon, you press it on the side of my wound with your hand, I'm going to see if the bullet stays in the wound!"

“…… Hmmm!"

The girl bit her lip, barely controlled her fingers from shaking, reached around the wound and pressed it a few times, and every time she pressed it, her heart beat violently with the twitching of the muscles touched by her fingertips, as if the sharp pain had also reached her heart.

Ahn Junhyuk's weak but calm analysis rang in her ears: "...... There was no obvious foreign body sensation, there was no strong radiating pain to the touch, there was probably no problem with the bones, you put your hand behind my leg and felt it for a wound. ”

Following his instructions, Taeyeon touched it, then pursed her lips and nodded.

It wasn't until this moment that An Junhyuk showed a hint of a smile: "Good luck, the bullet passed through, okay, help me up!"

Taeyeon agreed, squatted up with difficulty, let go of the wound on his left shoulder, put his right arm on his shoulder, and barely helped him up, the two staggered to a tree, Ahn Joon-hyuk sat down slowly with the trunk of the tree, and with the light of the flashlight, he unbuttoned his clothes, cut out a few strips of cloth with a dagger, and began to bandage himself.

These Taeyeons couldn't help, and seeing that his lips began to turn blue in pain because of his continuous movements, the girl was stunned for a moment, got up, limped over to the kneeling corpse, and groped around him with nausea and fear. The corpse that gradually became cold in the darkness was scary to think about, and there were several times when she almost cried, almost rushed to the side and vomited, but she forcibly held back these feelings, and when she couldn't help it, she covered her mouth, wiped her face fiercely, and muttered something in a hypnotic whisper.

When the first gunshot rang out, she ran over and heard the threat of the dead man to Joonhyuk's oppa from a distance. He could have continued to hide, as long as he didn't show up, the dead person couldn't do anything about him, no matter how powerful the firearm was, it had to be able to hit people before it could be lethal.

He could kill for her, face the threat of a pistol for her, what else could she not do?

After a while, she came back again, her whole body was trembling slightly, her teeth clucking, but she still handed over a few things, and said, "O...... oppa, I found the bandages on him, and, these three bottles of medicine and ...... Gun ......"

Ahn Joon-hyuk looked at her in surprise, then smiled somewhat, took the items from her hands, looked at the light, threw away two of the bottles of medicine that didn't work for him, and unwrapped the bandage.

"Heh, it turns out that he is a gangster doctor, no wonder he can find the smell of blood on my body......" While pouring out a few pills and stuffing them into his mouth, chewing and swallowing, Ahn Junhyuk pressed the bandage on his thigh and abdomen, which was bleeding a lot, and tied it with a strip of cloth.

The flashlight released its light faintly, the rain curtain was connected in a line in the area covered by the light, the wind was still howling, only the hovering birds, after a moment of mourning, returned to their nests, and the forest returned to the tranquility of a rainy night.

In such a quiet, I don't know how long it took, Ahn Jun-hyuk suddenly said, "Taeyeon...... I'm sorry!"

Taeyeon, who didn't know what she was thinking, was stunned when she heard this: "What?"

"When you were in the car, you heard them say that they arrested you for something, right? After resting for a while, the pain was probably weakened, and he regained a little physical strength, Ahn Junhyuk no longer looked weak, and said with a wry smile: "These people are all coming at me, and the reason why they arrested you is also to use you to blackmail me." You're being troubled by me......"

Before he finished speaking, a somewhat hot body in the icy rain leaned over, mixed with a faint fishy sweet smell, and the smell of a girl lingered in his nose. Taeyeon lifted his arm and put it on his shoulder like she had helped him up, but this time she gently wrapped her hands around his neck and rested her head silently on his shoulder.

"OPPA doesn't need to apologize, OPPA, didn't I already ...... them all"

The girl's hand around his neck tightened, for her, killing was a heavy topic anyway, Ahn Joon-hyuk was also silent, ignoring for a moment that the distance between the two was currently close to each other, which had exceeded his psychological bottom line after recognizing Taeyeon as his sister.

The glow of the flashlight began to weaken, Ahn Joon-hyuk turned it off, and the surroundings fell into darkness again, the mountain wind blew from here to there with a drizzle, and the traces of them could not be seen in the night, only the coldness of the whirling past.

After being quiet for a long time, Ahn Jun Hyuk spoke again: "Are you afraid?"

He didn't say what he was afraid of, but Taeyeon knew that what he asked was whether he was afraid of seeing a dead person, and whether she was afraid of seeing him kill someone!

Of course, there is fear, but in her heart, there is not only fear!

Leaning sideways to his shoulder socket, she tried to absorb the temperature of his body in such a wind and rain, no matter how much fear there was, as long as it was like now, with him by her side, she could not care. Fear could not dispel the warmth and security that he brought when she was at her most desperate, nor could it dispel the worry that her heart seemed to hang when she saw him alone facing the pursuers, and it could not dispel the sadness that she almost collapsed for a moment when she saw him lying in front of her, covered in blood.

People say that feelings that don't go through wind and rain are always extra fragile, and she thought, she probably used to be like that.

She thought she liked him, but in that small mountain village in Jeonju, he only vaguely refused, and she just took half a step and flinched.

With reserve, with a little self-pity, she immersed herself in her sorrow and tried to pretend to be strong, thinking that that way she would not live up to her heart, and now that she thinks about it, her so-called liking is really fragile and childish ridiculous.

What women are best at is to deceive themselves, if there is such a thing as today, maybe after a while, she will really regard him as a brother, the figure that once thought about it gradually became weaker, and the once strong emotions will also be washed away by time to be indifferent, and they may eventually go the same way, and then a long, long time later, recalling those pasts, there will be some memories that cannot be remembered.

Why should you be afraid?

How many men can a woman find in her life who are willing to shed their blood for her?

She found this terrible night!(To be continued......