The wind stopped without warning, and Lin Yan and Rong also stood in front of the tent with big eyes and small eyes, silent to each other. The fire under their feet gradually extinguished, reflecting on the faces of the two men.

A large area of dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky in the distance, and the lightning was mixed with the whining sound of the unknown sky, which made Lin Yan's heart lose his mind.

In just fifteen minutes, the place they were in had cooled down by ten degrees. In the distance, thunder and lightning can be seen slashing across the earth from the sky, tearing the sky apart.

Lightning flashed and thundered, and dark clouds were thick. The wind that had stopped before began to blow again, and the wind swept the grass clippings and slapped on Lin Yan's thick Tibetan clothes.

She shivered coldly, and her eyes looked straight into the distance like doomsday lightning and dark clouds.

This is nature, just show you his bright and picturesque scene, and in the blink of an eye, all the beautiful ones will be torn apart. The dark clouds in the sky were superimposed into a thick layer, and the gray clouds seemed to be pressed down directly.

Lin Yan subconsciously shrank into Rong Yi's arms, and Rong Yi reacted and reached out to pinch her shoulder.

"Don't be afraid."

How can they not be afraid, they are in a plain, there are no buildings around, and there are no places of refuge. Now the thunder and lightning are thick and dense, and the purple cracks are like the pupils of a snake.

A noisy and shrill voice came from the walkie-talkie, and then Chen Weiyan's voice sounded intermittently: "Hurry up...... Hail...... Urgent...... Pre...... Police ......"

Then came a cacophony of noises.

Hail, she glanced at the thermometer equipped on Rong Yi's body, which was about to approach freezing. She reacted quickly and rushed to the side of the car to open the trunk.

"Grab your stuff and go." Lin Yan wiped a handful of rain stars that began to drift, and looked at Rong Yi, who was still holding the camera.

Her voice was interrupted by a thunderclap on the ground, and she jerked back, Rong Yi took the camera into his arms and walked over. He opened the back door and stuffed Lin Yan in the back seat.

"Don't move here." Rong Yi turned around and took the equipment and camera mount, and threw them into the trunk. He started the car, the engine of the car was a little sluggish, and he glanced at the temperature, which was minus three degrees.

Rong Yi slammed on the accelerator and finally started the car when the rain dropped. Lin Yan leaned forward and looked at Rong Yishen frowning, wanting to help but not knowing what to say.

They have no other way now if they can survive a simple thunderstorm. Now it is a hail warning, the weather on the grassland is unpredictable, and they don't know what will happen if there is a sudden hailstorm.

Now all they know is that even if they risk being struck by lightning, they will have to drive through this steppe without buildings. The impact of the hail depends on its weight, and Yung has prepared for the worst, minus Celsius, which means that the water droplets on the clouds quickly form hail and fall to the ground.

His car was covered with ice, and at first it was just rain and the ground was icing, but now he could hear Xiaoice crystals crashing against the metal and glass. Rong Yi glanced back at Lin Yan, who looked nervous, and tried to calm his voice as much as possible:

"Lin Yan, squat in the gap in the back seat, close the window, if the hail starts in a while, you just bury your head and wait for me to take you to a safe place."

Lin Yan nodded, she glanced at the dense thunder and lightning in the distance, and squatted in the gap in the back seat. Rong Yi looked at her small figure, piled the backpack on the back seat beside her, and then slammed on the accelerator and drove down the road towards the city.

This was the longest thirty minutes of their lives, and it was also a piece of history that they felt extremely memorable every time they remembered it in their later memories.

There were flashpoints on the road in the distance, hail was about to start to crack on the car the size of a child's fist, Lin Yan held her head in the dark and listened to the constant sound of metal knocking in her ears.

Her mind was now not whether the multi-million off-road would be scrapped, but more about whether they could get out of this place before the hail intensified.

Outside the car window is the herdsman's bag that Lin Yan Gallery was waiting for, and it can be seen that the ground is in a mess, the bonfire has not been lit, and everyone should be in a hurry to evacuate. Rong Yi deliberately went around to take a look, and after making sure that there were no remaining people, he drove down the road towards the city.

The hail outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, and the dense hail hit the surface of the car, and Rong could dimly see the craters of different sizes being smashed into the hood in front of his car.

The dense hail hit the glass, and instead of being hit into broken ice, it rolled down in front of the car with a bang, the glass wipers were hindered by the hail, and the light shone on the road was a solid layer of hail.

Rong also estimated the distance, glanced at a crack in the front glass in the lower right corner, and then glanced at the glass of the rear window in the rearview mirror, fortunately, it was relatively intact and there was no crack.

But probably because it was a tailwind on his side, the glass in front of the car hit a lot, and now there are some small cracks.

They had been driving on this only road for fifteen minutes, and the endless darkness and lightning in the distance were so thrilling that he couldn't see Lin Yan's expression under the burial. But looking at her appearance, it should be the first time I have seen this kind of scene.

I must have been scared. It's just like the first time I encountered a cold wave on the prairie of country E, how frightening I was to be in a deserted situation around me.

Lin Yan listened to the sound of ping-pong in the dark, and her heart became even more flustered. She felt as if she had been walking for a long time, but she still didn't look like she was going to stop. She opened a crack and saw the buildings in the distance, and the back of the driver's seat, which was also straight.

The sky was full of thunder and lightning, and the hail hit the glass densely, and the glass in the lower right corner had been knocked out of the lines. The glass in front of Rong Yi was also smashed out of many lines.

It seems that it will be shattered by hail in the next second. Lin Yan wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say when she opened her mouth.

It seems that she shouldn't distract Rong Yi at this time.

Finally entered the construction area, which is a rural area on the edge of the urban area, which is the first batch of new rural areas that the country began to plan. The houses are basically two-story buildings, and Rong Yi followed his memory to find the past, and sure enough, he found it in that place.

At the same time, Lin Yan heard the sound of glass breaking, and she wanted to come out, but Rong Yi yelled back.

This was followed by the sound of the horn blazing, the humid air in the car, probably the front glass of the car was broken, and a lot of raindrops and ice crystals poured into the car at once. Lin Yan reacted, put on a drawing board, and went to see Rong Yi's situation.

Rong Yi turned over, put the drawing board between the gap between the back seat and the front seat, and squeezed together with Lin Yan, Lin Yan saw the blood on his forehead and arm up close, and bit her lip.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine." Rong Yi's tone was calm, as if he was saying something inconsequential. Lin Yan was just about to ask a question when she heard the door of the courtyard where they were parked creak open.

A middle-aged man dressed in Tibetan clothes knocked on the window of their car with what looked like an iron door. Rong Yi opened the car door and asked Lin Yan to follow the man back home.

As soon as Lin Yan entered the door, she saw a middle-aged woman beckoning her to another room, the room was very narrow, a bed took up most of the space, fortunately, it was warm and clean, the hostess should always clean up, and many of the furniture were neatly arranged.

The middle-aged woman had a kind face, but she spoke Tibetan that she could not understand, so she kept saying that she had to fold her hands in gratitude according to their religion.

Then the sturdy Tibetan man just now came back, with Rong Yi behind him. Lin Yan hurriedly ran over and looked at Rong Yi's wound, Rong Yi held her hand to look at the wound, communicated with the man in Tibetan, nodded and pulled her into the room where the middle-aged woman took her just now.

"Nina said that this is the only room to live in now, and it may be a problem for you." Rong Yi sat by the window and looked at her to make sure she was not injured before leaning on the edge of the bed behind her.

The middle-aged man came again to deliver the things in the car, and Rong Yi seemed to thank him, and then her wife sent a pot of hot milk tea and a pot of hot water.

Lin Yan hurriedly took out the medicine box to check Rong Yi's wound, Rong Yi looked at her busy appearance, and smiled lightly: "It's just a bruise when the glass is broken, it's not a big problem." ”

Lin Yan took a cotton swab and hydrogen peroxide, and moved the oil lamp on the table closer. She first looked at the wound on Rong Yi's arm, and there were two pieces of broken glass on it. She found the tweezers, and gently pinched them out after eliminating the poison.

Rong Yi looked at her serious appearance, her damp hair was attached to her bright cheeks, and the cinnabar that Yang Zhuo had given her in the afternoon was still there, which made her a little moving. Her Tibetan robe was mostly open, revealing her long skirt underneath, the collar of her long skirt was a little messy, and her soft chest could be faintly seen.

Rong Yi was just about to open his eyes, when he saw Lin Yan turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone and cover his eyes.

"Don't move, I'll show you the wound on your forehead." Her voice was hoarse and soft, and her fingers were long and soft.

Lin Yan was afraid that the flashlight would hurt his eyes, so she subconsciously covered his eyes, and now it seemed to be a little intimate, but she didn't think much about it, and was completely affected by Rong Yi's wound.

It took Lin Yan more than 20 minutes to inspect and repeatedly make sure that the wound was free of broken glass, and then the poison was eliminated and began to be bandaged.

"I'm not very good at bandaging, but that's all I can do, tomorrow if the weather is better, we'll go to the hospital for tetanus and deal with it again." Lin Yan said softly, after treating the wound, she suddenly relieved her strength, recalling that the scene just now was simply a bridge of escape from death in the blockbuster of Country M.

Rong Yi looked at her again and reached out to hold her fingers, her fingers were a little trembling, and her fingertips were cold. Rong Yi grabbed her hand and pulled her closer: "Is it cold?" Your fingertips tremble. ”

Before Lin Yan could react, she only felt that her hand was wrapped in a warm big hand, and she saw Rong Yiqingjun's eyebrows in a daze.

"Need a hug?" He asked.

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