Inside the cabin, when Ye Zimeng was treating the wound on his face, the sky was almost dark, and the surrounding qiē seemed to be covered with a layer of gray-blue fog.

She used her trekking poles as a crutch, swung around the house a few times, found a flashlight, turned it on, and the room lit up.

On the ground, the gas stove used by Wei Jin to cook snow had long been turned off, and the boiled water was poured into the thermos flask on the side.

Ye Zimeng leaned on her trekking poles and poured herself a cup of boiling water, and when she finished taking small sips, Wei Jin had not returned.

She pushed open the wooden door and looked outside, it would be completely dark, he hadn't come back yet, nothing would happen, right?

There was some uneasiness in her heart, and she stood at the door with trekking poles, frowning.

This place is accessible in all directions, and she doesn't know which direction the other party has gone, and she doesn't know where to look if she wants to. What's more, she herself is still a disabled person, and if she goes out for a few steps, she can directly fall into the snow and chew the snow. Maybe when the other party comes back, he can see a humanoid ice sculpture lying at the door.

Ye Zimeng suppressed the worries in her heart and touched her stomach. I decided to wait a little longer and fill my stomach first, and if the other party hadn't come back by then, I would have to go and find it. If your stomach is full, you can at least live in the snow for a little longer.

With that in mind, she jumped back into the house, picked up the clean snow on the side, and threw it into the pot. Then she bent down and turned on the gas stove, took out the instant food products she had brought, and when the water boiled, threw in the food for two.

In this way, you can also show off your virtuous virtue at Wei Jin's place, look at it, I have injured my feet, and I specially cooked dinner for you, such a good woman, it's hard to find a lantern, why don't you hurry up and get rid of me?

Ye Zimeng thought happily, and when the time was almost over, she turned off the gas stove and lifted the lid of the pot, and the smell of meat suddenly came to her nose.

It smelled so good, she took a deep breath, threw the lid aside, took the bowl and began to scoop the food.

Looking at the full bowl, she was happily about to stop scooping, but the wooden house was pushed open with a creak, and Wei Jin, who was cold, walked in.

She looked up at the voice and said with a smile, "You're back?" I thought something had happened to you. ”

Wei Jin was rarely slightly stunned, put the big camera bag aside, and began to shake off the snow stuck to his body: "No, there is something on the road, delayed." ”

"Oh, that's it." Ye Zimeng straightened up and handed over the bowl in his hand, "No, yours." Don't thank me, thank you for saving your life. ”

He paused, his eyes swept over the bandage on her hand, and his ten fingers were wrapped like that, so he couldn't toss a little less, and eat some dry food, can't he?

But he didn't say anything, reached out to take it, thanked him lightly, and then put the full bowl on the folding table casually in the next second.

Ye Zimeng raised her eyebrows and reminded him: "It's better to eat it while it's hot." ”

"Hmm." He answered and stepped aside to flip through his chopsticks.

She then withdrew her gaze and took another bowl, intending to start scooping it for herself.

However, Wei Jin, who came over with chopsticks, stopped her and said to her, "I'll come." ”

She looked up, a little puzzled: "Huh? ”

He said succinctly: "Your hands, it's better to be careful." ”

Ye Zimeng looked at his ten fingers wrapped in bandages, oh, handed him the soup spoon and bowl in his hand, stood aside and watched his movements, emphasizing the ownership of this bowl of food, "This is mine." She paused, gesturing to the bowl on the table, "That's yours." ”

Is there a difference between "......"? Wei Jin was speechless, closed the lid again, and then placed the bowl in front of her.

"Of course there is a difference." Ye Zimeng, who has always been good at observing people's subtle expressions, held the chopsticks and said matter-of-factly, "That's what I served, so it's yours." It's yours, so it's mine. ”

Incomprehensible Wei Jin: "...... Eat it. ”

The two had dinner, and it was not convenient for her to have ten fingers, so he automatically took on the task of cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

After everything was cleaned up, Ye Zimeng sat boredly on the wooden board and looked at it over and over again. Wei Jin, who was holding a small wooden house and holding a camera and didn't know what he was doing.

She exhaled, "That's how you live every night?" ”

"Hmm." He answered without raising his head.

She pouted, and finally understood why he had said that he didn't need a woman in his life. Isn't this clear, his life is enough as long as he has a camera. If you ask him who he will save first if the camera falls into the water at the same time as himself, he will definitely choose the camera 100% of the time.

Ye Zimeng glanced at the camera in his hand with an unkind look, her rival in love was not even a person, it was really an extremely sad thing.

Look. After raping for a long time, Wei Jin has become accustomed to it and has successfully become immune to her sight. So she withdrew her gaze a little boredly, got out of the plank bed, took the trekking poles beside her, and limped out of the cabin.

Hearing the movement, Wei Jin glanced up and saw that the other party was just sitting on a wooden chair at the door, so he lowered his head again.

It was pitch black outside, and the snow during the day was not clear at night, with only a general outline, but the chill was even more pronounced at night.

She rested her hands on her cheeks and looked up at the starry night sky.

The skies in the highlands are always beautiful, both day and night.

After looking for the legendary constellation for a while, Ye Zimeng felt a little sleepy, so she stood up and jumped back into the house again: "Brother Wei, what time is it?" ”

Wei Jin raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Half past eight." ”

"Well, I want to sleep, are you going to pitch a tent for me?"

He nodded, put down the camera in his hand, and stood up.

Ye Zimeng jumped in front of his mountaineering bag, took it out, and handed it to the other party: "Where do you want to tie it?" ”

"On the board." He took it, unzipped it, and took out the light blue tent that had been folded and placed.

"What about you?" She looked at the planks and saw that there was only enough space for a tent. She really hoped that the two of them could sleep in the same tent, and they could sleep if they were crowded anyway, but the other party definitely didn't agree, so she didn't mention it.

It's a long time coming, she's not in a hurry.

"Mine just stuck to the ground." He cleaned up the clutter from the planks and began to pitch her tent on top.

Ye Zimeng stood aside and poked the snow layer on the ground with a trekking pole: "But this is snow." ”

"It's okay, just spread the food cloth."

After a while, the tent was set up, Ye Zimeng walked over with a sleeping bag and a headrest, because of the injury on her foot, she carefully climbed into the tent like a snail in the process.

Finally moving into her own space, she shook off her sleeping bag and began to take off her coat.

The jacket is a large winter suit, and if you want to take it off, you have to unbutton it one by one and unzip it one by one.

But because the clothes were brand new, the buttons were very tight, and her ten fingernails were injured, and she could only use the strength of her fingertips to break them, but the problem was that she couldn't break them despite this, and if she wanted to break them, she had to endure a temporary pain in her hands.

Other times, it hurts, and she doesn't care much. But now, Wei Jin is here, so she has to care. Such a good method of flirting doesn't have to be in vain, and her brain is not in the water.

Ye Zimeng's eyes were shining, and he deliberately broke a button with the injured part, and successfully exhaled in pain.

Wei Jin, who was setting up a tent for himself outside, said 'What's wrong' before he could ask, the zipper of the blue tent was pulled from the inside, and a little face that was white in pain was revealed, and he said pitifully: "Brother Wei, can you do me a favor?" I hurt my hand and it's not easy to do it myself. ”

He didn't notice anything wrong, put down the tent at hand, and walked to her: "What's the hurry?" ”

As soon as the words fell, in the next second, the tent zippers were all opened, and Ye Zimeng, who was kneeling inside, appeared in front of Wei Jin.

She pointed to her clothes with her bandaged ten fingers: "The buttons are too tight, you can help me undo them." ”

The cabin was quiet for a minute, Wei Jin raised her eyelids and glanced at her, turned around and went back to continue setting up the tent without saying a word.

Moreover, his face seems to be a little blue.

Ye Zimeng blinked and said tentatively: "Brother Wei? ”

"Take it off yourself." His voice was a little condensed.

She snorted with her nose and muttered in a voice that the other party could definitely hear, "Why do I want you to help me when I can take it off?" It's not like I'm not wearing any clothes, I've got three thick warm clothes. Really, I don't mind a girl's family, what does he care about as a big man? I don't understand this world. ”

She quietly glanced at the other party's back with her peripheral vision, and while preparing the bitter meat plan, she continued to 'whisper and complain': "Forget it, I'll come by myself, but what brand is this dress?" Why are the buttons so tight? I'm sick, hey—it hurts me! ”

The five fingers in his hand were clenched into a fist and let go, Wei Jin threw down the tent in his hand and walked straight towards her, with a fierce momentum, his face was pale, he bent down without saying a word, and reached out to touch the button of her clothes.

When the goal arrived, Ye Zimeng straightened his upper body and quietly observed the face that was close at hand.

What should I do, his face looks better up close, I really want to kiss it like this.

She followed the instructions from the depths of her heart, quietly stretched her neck, and wanted to kiss him.

However, he suddenly distanced the two of them, and his eyes met her sharply.

The intention was debunked, Ye Zimeng blinked and gave the other party a smile frankly. Anyway, in front of him, she has never hidden her thoughts, so even if she is exposed, she is not embarrassed.

In this case, he could still laugh, Wei Jin was completely out of control, so he increased the speed of his subordinates to unbutton.

But the buttons were tight, and there were a few that he couldn't undo at once.

So, what she just said seemed to be the truth......

After unbuttoning it, he immediately retreated, turned around with a wooden face and continued to set up the tent.

Ye Zimeng stuck out his tongue, and while unzipping himself, he thanked with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Wei." ”

She shrank into the tent again, took off her coat, and began to dig into her sleeping bag.

But her left leg couldn't be used, and her ten fingers couldn't be forced, so the sleeping bag could only be pulled to her waist, and she couldn't pull it anymore.

Ye Zimeng sighed and whispered: "Brother Wei, send the Buddha to the west, and do me a favor again~"

She didn't mean it this time, she really couldn't pull it, Amen.

It's a pity that the story of the wolf is telling her that her credibility is not high, and Wei Jin outside has not moved at all.

She bit her lip and raised her voice: "I can't pull my sleeping bag, I can't move my left leg, and I can't use my fingers......"

Wei Jin sighed, unzipped her from the outside, pulled her sleeping bag up, and after placing her properly, he wanted to quit.

"Wait." Ye Zimeng stopped him.

His temples jumped slightly: "What's the matter?" ”

"You know, I slept so hard that no one told me to get up. So when you wake up early tomorrow morning, you must wake me up and don't leave me here alone! ”

"Hmm." He reluctantly answered, stepped out, and helped her re-zip it.

Ye Zimeng closed her eyes, but three minutes later, she spoke up again: "Aren't you still sleeping?" ”

"......" Wei Jin helped his forehead, "Half past eight, it's still early." ”

His biological clock has always been to sleep at eleven o'clock at night and wake up at half past six during the day.

"Oh", Ye Zimeng inside turned over cautiously, and explained uneasily, "You must make sure to wake me up tomorrow!" ”

“…… Well. ”

"Also, it's not easy to wake me up, you can just do it!"