Time passed day by day, during which Song Qingyi stayed in the wooden house every day and looked at books and had nothing to do, and the man would also deliver three meals a day to Song Qingyi on time, so as not to make Song Qingyi hungry.

It's just that every time Song Qingyi wanted to talk to the man and wanted to reveal his identity, he was directly ignored by the man, making Song Qingyi helpless.

"Are you sure you sent someone to send a letter to Meng Yu?" While eating, Song Qingyi put down his chopsticks and asked the man in front of him with some confusion.

So many days have passed, if the letter was really sent, Meng Yu should have come to pick him up, but why hasn't he come yet.

Song Qingyi looked at the man in front of him with suspicion, waiting for his answer.

"Hmm." The man only replied lightly and did not continue to speak, still eating.

Seeing the man's appearance, Song Qingyi hated that iron could not become steel, if it wasn't for the fact that she didn't know where she was, and she was worried that Meng Yu would not be able to find herself when she came, she really didn't want to stay with such a weird person.

After the meal, the man still left as usual, Song Qingyi sometimes read a book, and sometimes looked at the scenery outside.

"No, I have to get out of here, what if he doesn't want me to leave at all?" Song Qingyi looked at the mountain peaks in the distance and finally decided.

It's been so long, and Meng Yu still hasn't come, and this weird man won't say anything, and the next thing is to rely on himself.

After thinking about it, Song Qingyi decided to sneak down the mountain while the man was away.

I chose a random path and decided to use my luck to see if it was the way down the mountain.

Walking through the dense jungle, constantly paying attention to the surrounding situation, Song Qingyi kept walking along the road.

When he saw a bright light in front of the jungle, Song Qingyi's eyes suddenly showed light: "I think the front is the exit." ”

Song Qingyi was full of anticipation, and kept speeding up the pace and walking towards the bright light in front.

It's just that when Song Qingyi walked out, what caught her eye was a wooden house that she was no longer familiar with.

She's back!

"Isn't that the way?" Song Qingyi was a little disappointed, but she didn't give up, picked another one, and continued walking.

However, Song Qingyi was disappointed again, no matter how many paths she chose, she still returned to the original point in the end.

The sky has darkened, Song Qingyi is already exhausted, and seeing that there is still one way left, Song Qingyi has pinned all his hopes on this.

Seeing that the time was almost there, and the man should have come at this time, Song Qingyi returned directly to the wooden house.

Not long after Song Qingyi sat down, the man had already come and put down some pastries for Song Qingyi.

"Where did you get this pastry?" Song Qingyi looked at the packaging on the pastry, it was obvious that he bought it outside, and he was immediately full of hope for the remaining road that had not yet been taken.

The man glanced at it and said, "I bought it." ”

It was still a cold and indifferent voice, but this time it made Song Qingyi feel particularly good.

"I'm going to cook." The man looked at Song Qingyi, who was eating the pastry in his hand with a smile on his face, and left the house directly.

Song Qingyi didn't say anything, as long as she waited until dawn tomorrow, she could take that road when the man left, and she could finally leave this place. 04

I couldn't hide my smile and laughed.

On the second day, Song Qingyi saw that the man had left, then packed some things, and then left towards the remaining road that had not been taken.

Although Song Qingyi has watched the man leave these days, every time the man disappears in the blink of an eye, she doesn't know how to go, and now she has to slowly grope for it.

At the thought of being able to leave this place today, Song Qingyi's heart was very excited.

This road is very difficult to walk, and the road is full of potholes, and if you are not careful, you will fall.

But at the thought that at the end of the road, he could leave here, Song Qingyi insisted on walking.

After walking for more than an hour, Song Qingyi was already tired and panting, and when he saw that there seemed to be a way out not far away, Song Qingyi suddenly had strength.

However, the reality is always so cruel, when Song Qingyi walked out with a wooden stick, what caught his eye was still a familiar cabin.

At this time, the man was standing outside the wooden house looking at Song Qingyi who came out, and because the mask was blocked, Song Qingyi couldn't see his expression.

Song Qingyi swallowed her saliva and walked over helplessly.

"Where did you go?" The man is still the same as usual, even when he sees Song Qingyi leaving, it is still plain, as if everything in the world cannot make him have emotional fluctuations.

After listening to the man's words, Song Qingyi still felt that he couldn't tell what he had done in the past two days, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to get out of this door.

After pondering for a while, Song Qingyi smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm about to die of boredom when I hold back in the house, so I'll go out for a walk." ”

The man didn't speak, and the deep eyes behind the mask kept looking at the package on Song Qingyi's body.

Seeing the man staring at the package, Song Qingyi hurriedly opened the package, revealing that it was full of wild fruits and food: "Aren't I afraid of being hungry, so I brought some food when I walked." ”

Song Qingyi's heart was very worried, and the afterglow of her eyes quietly looked at the man.

After listening to Song Qingyi's words, the man turned around directly and said, "Let's eat when the meal is ready." ”

Seeing that the man didn't pursue it again, Song Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly glad that he only brought snacks when he left, in order not to be hungry.

However, thinking that he had exhausted all the roads and still hadn't found the exit, Song Qingyi couldn't help but feel that he was not a ghost hitting the wall. Looking at the rustling jungle outside, Song Qingyi trembled and quickly returned to the wooden house.

The man brought up all the meals that had been done, and served a bowl of rice for Song Qingyi, and then said lightly: "Don't run around in the future, it's dangerous." And there is no way out here, don't think about leaving, wait for Meng Yu to come with peace of mind. ”

Song Qingyi's chopsticks that were about to pick up vegetables paused slightly, and he was shocked: Could it be that he found out about my plan?

This is also the first time that a man has taken the initiative to talk to himself, and he has said it for so long, but it makes Song Qingyi feel uneasy.

Smiling awkwardly, Song Qingyi took a piece of potato and ate it in a bowl to hide his nervousness and said, "Don't worry, I still have to wait for Meng Yu to come over, and I won't run around." ”

Listening to Song Qingyi's words, the man simply responded.

When he had finished eating, the man walked out the door. Song Qingyi hurriedly followed behind him quietly, wanting to see how the man left.

Every night the man will not be in the cabin, he will definitely leave, and she must know how to leave this place tonight.

It's just that when Song Qingyi stared at the figure in front of him tightly, in the blink of an eye, the man disappeared in front of his eyes, and Song Qingyi rubbed his eyes in disbelief.