163 Weak melancholy

There he tried to support his limbs, but the weak and soaked white fox's spirit still couldn't support the weight of his whole body there.

Again, for the first time, I fell again and again, and I fell so heavily in the cold water that my whole body was so heavy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The white fox's spirit only felt the coldness of the water temperature there, and only felt a real difficulty there,

It's very difficult there, something very difficult, and it's difficult and overwhelming, overwhelmed and it seems to be struggling there.

Still doesn't work? Or is it going to fall like this?

Did you fall down so weak again?

Just sighing there, sighing deeply and melancholy, as if feeling sad there,

It is a kind of sadness of a choice to face her own life and death, and sometimes, she just feels that her life and death have long been determined by herself.

It's as if she can't make any decisions, and her life seems to have nothing to do with her.

She was like an unrelated bystander, and then, she just shook her head there gently,

Some disappointed, some helpless, but once again poured into the cold cold water, only where the whole body trembled,

She was still spasming, she just felt cold and hot, as if her head was hot.

She just felt like her mind was faint.

A certain period of time in this world seems to be empty there, as if it is blank there,

Just hesitating there, gasping for breath there, as if he was about to run out of breath there,

It's just that I'm terrified, and I'm just there that I'm confused, and I feel powerless, and I feel as if I'm on the verge of collapse and weakness.

It was the edge of life's struggle, she seemed to be hovering there and the edge of life, always belonging to the struggle of life,

It was a path of struggle, just because she was alone. Just because she wanted to get up.

Although the white fox's Yin Ling was generally soaked in the cold water with her head and body, her mind was still clear, and she was just vague and wanted to get up.

Sometimes, it's as if the brain is no longer able to think there, as if the mind has been emptied there.

It's a kind of pain that has been evacuated, but it is still hazy there with some consciousness, some subconscious, some subconscious,

It's just that I vaguely feel like I'm going to get up, I'm going to get up again, I just feel like I can't soak in this cold water anymore.

Otherwise, she would have thought that she was going to die, and that she would be like a cold corpse, there she would never come back to life.

A lot of times, what kind of thoughts are already there, but it's hard and difficult to put them into action.

So, when I was in trouble, I waited and waited there, but not for the sake of what I really waited and waited for.

It's just that time flows there, and every day seems to flow there evenly and at a uniform speed,

However, when faced with difficulties and problems, there will always be hesitation, confusion and helplessness and depression.

In that hesitation, so hesitating, and then, so waiting, waiting for a long time, just waiting there because of fear.

Some of the things are there for something, and some of the things seem to be there struggling for nothing.

It's not for anyone else, it doesn't seem to be for yourself, it doesn't seem to be for that thing,

However, sometimes what kind of actions are made at that moment is something that I can't explain.

Even the white fox's spirit himself couldn't understand why he suddenly had to turn over,

Then she realized that it was somewhere near a waterfall or a cliff.

Then she fell straight as a perpendicular line with the flowing water.

If you have to fall like this, isn't that going to be a mess?

If there were rocks down there, she would have fallen, but if it was a deep pool, she would probably have drowned.

She couldn't help but tense up in the falling air, and then, in the darkness, her limbs crawled wildly,

Although she herself didn't know what was going on, it might be a natural reaction when she was in a hurry.

At that moment, she suddenly seemed to fall on a slender branch,

Just as her body was about to fall from the slender branch, the white fox's spirit bit the branch like a life-saving straw.

And then, hanging in the air, clenching the branch with her own teeth to maintain the weight of her whole body.

The small branch still seemed to be a little unable to bear the weight of the white fox's spirit, and it bent slightly downward.

And the white fox's spirit was in a hurry to bite the branch, and his teeth were still aching, and his body was still too heavy.

I'm afraid it won't last long if you bite the branch, right?

The white fox's spirit was there, biting the branch vigorously, and at the same time thinking quickly in his mind, trying to find some appropriate methods and methods, and that would be good.

However, under that panic and urgency, she was just there blindly complaining about herself, complaining that she didn't stand up properly at that time.

If she could get up and pay attention to her surroundings and find herself lying on the edge of a cliff or waterfall, she wouldn't be so stupid as to roll over.

The white fox's spirit was still a little annoyed and complained to himself in his heart, but the little branch seemed to be a little unsupportable there.

There was a "squeak", and the little branch broke right there.

The white fox's heart was suddenly there, as if it was about to sink into a hell three thousand feet deep, and she screamed in horror in the bottom of her heart.

However, she fell on a flat ground, a small piece of flat ground not very far from the little branch, and it turned out that she was not hanging very high.

She was very glad that she exhaled deeply on the flat ground, and for the first time realized how good it felt to be able to lie on the flat ground.

I didn't expect that life was such a strange and strange encounter, and it could suddenly fly there as if it was a disaster.

However, just when I thought that there was no way to face that kind of life, it was as if I had discovered new opportunities and possibilities there.

There is a feeling of a bright village.

This series of sudden rises really scared the cold and tired white fox's soul so much that his heart almost jumped out there.

Thankfully, in the end, everything was unharmed.

She was going to lie motionless, because even if the twigs were not very high from the flat ground,

But it was still very uncomfortable to fall off like this, and it also threw Yin Ling's whole body as if it had fallen apart there.

And, because it was a moonless night with no stars, it was too dark all around, and after she had calmed down,

I can still feel that the other layer of myself still has the droplets of water that continue to pour down.

The white fox's spirit suspected that he had just fallen into a cave in the middle of a cliff, and that cave had a small piece of flat ground protruding from it.

And the small protruding flat ground above the not too high place was the small branch that the white fox's spirit had just bitten.

If all of this had to be reasoned out in this way, it would seem to be the same thing.

Thinking about it like this, it seems quite reasonable, and if you have evidence, at least you can convince yourself.

However, there is still a little bit that I still can't convince myself,

That is: how could all this be so coincidental as if it were too coincidental there?

How could there be such a coincidence?

The white fox's spirit was just there confused and puzzled, she was just there to follow the sound of the water and stared blankly at the darkness outside the water curtain.

There I was looking forward to and waiting for the dawn, and I wanted to wait until the dawn to find something there, at least during the day, and I could see some things clearly.

It wasn't as dark as it was at night, it was all too blurry, and she didn't even want to move.

After some tossing, coupled with the warmth of the whole cave, the white fox's spirit gradually became a little sleepy there.

Just when the white fox's spirit was there with her mouth open and whispering to Hatche, a little sleepy, she heard her back,

That is, what kind of strange sound is there in the other place where the sound of the waterfall is made, that is, behind the white fox.