The cramped space, despite the rustling of the rain, could hear his heavy gasps, and his eyes were staring at me. One moment I felt so close to him, but this moment I found that the distance had never been shortened, and my definition of him was still after all: more acquaintance than strangers, less trust than friends, and 108,000 miles different from another emotion.

Because, from the very beginning, there was no possibility of fermentation of this emotion.

That's it, when this is over, it's better to part ways sooner, I said to myself.

No more attempts were made to speak, and silence spread. The chill penetrated into the pores like tens of thousands of ice needles, and I hugged myself into a ball, shrinking so that I could no longer shrink back, and my vague thoughts seemed to return to that year, and after a long time, my consciousness gradually blurred.

It was the sudden heaviness on my body that woke me up, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the light, and it was already dawn, and the rain that had been wanton all night finally stopped. I turned my head slightly, and I saw the face of the man who was lying on my right shoulder, lowered my eyes and stared at him for two seconds, and then reached out and pushed him to the ground. That night, his position was untouched, and he always sat on the outer edge of the rock.

Sniffed the somewhat blocked nose, although the physique is good, but it can't stop the cold of the wet clothes and the wind and rain, in the end it is still cold. The reason why I stretched my lower legs, was sore, numb, and curled up for a long time. After taking a few deep breaths of the morning scent of leaves and earth, his gaze fell back on the man who had fallen to the ground and never got up.

His cheeks were slightly red, his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and some stubble was popping out of his chin. He smiled, he was right, he was really handsome, and he didn't even feel ugly when he looked decadent. Just drenched in the rain overnight, as for the severity of it like this?

After hesitating, he still put his hand on his forehead, as expected, it was hot.

One thing that is desirable is that he is so macho, even though I have fallen out with him before, he still does his duty as a man and keeps most of the wind and rain out. Based on this, I couldn't ignore him, sighed lightly, held him under the armpit, and wanted to drag him under the cave rock, but when my hands passed through, I was stunned, and I pulled out one hand and spread out my palm, a faint red touch was very dazzling.

One turned him over with all his might, gasped, and squinted his eyes at the tearn piece of fur on his back, revealing the bloodstains that had been soaked white by the rain. It's not that he can't stand the cold and burns his brain, it's that his wound is inflamed.

The scene of the previous fight with the flower panda quickly flashed in his mind, when the strong wind hit the back of his head, he was resisted one after another, and his back was swept by the panda's claw. It's a shame that we're all wearing fur coats, otherwise the consequences of that claw would have been even worse. At the time, I thought he was too cruel, it turned out that there was a reason for everything, and it was in this situation that he stabbed the panda in the back of the heart.

My heart is like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, there are all kinds of flavors, but there is only one taste of sweetness.

We got up and strode away, gritting our teeth and angrily stomping on the dead leaves under our feet. After saying those words to him one after another, I was going to draw a line with him, and even had the idea of parting ways when the rain stopped at dawn, but I always inadvertently touched my heartstrings. For example, his suspiciously gentle tone, such as his behavior of standing in front of me all night knowing that he was injured, such as him lying there so groggy.

I was some distance away from the rock, and I noticed something strange behind me, and when I turned my head to look down, it was a wolf following me. Stared at it in annoyance: "What are you doing with me?" Go back and look at him. The head wolf didn't move, and his wet fur looked a little embarrassed.

It seems that it is following me, and he roared out his dissatisfaction hatefully: "Isn't it that I have some barbarian breath on my body, do you need to guard me like this?" Didn't you just block the rain all night, and I didn't let you do it! After roaring, my frustration intensified, and I turned around and continued to trample the dead leaves, and ten minutes later, I returned to the same place with the wolf......

He didn't move one after another, and he still lay there in that position, deep and sleepy. I narrowed my eyes and approached him to crouch down, first taking off the fur coat, then reaching for the short dagger in his pocket and slicing the fabric from his back. After carefully looking at the wound, he went to his pocket again, there was no pocket in his jacket, he took out his trouser pocket, and finally found his cigarette case, needless to say, the cigarettes in it had already become waste, but the zippo lighter in the cigarette box was still usable, and the tip of the dagger was smoked, and the lid was closed and stuffed into the pocket.

The dagger gestured at his wound, gritting his teeth and moving his hand. The wound has been soaked in the rain for too long and turned white, not to mention the growth of bacteria, it has become carrion, which must be dug up, but in the absence of anesthetics, it must be extremely painful.

Almost at the same time as the knife was dropped, he woke up one after another, and at the same time that a cry of pain overflowed the corner of his mouth, his elbow blocked. This was instinctive defense, but fortunately I was on guard, and fortunately he was temporarily a sick cat, so the original rapid movement slowed down by half a beat, and easily dragged his hand behind him.

A hoarse and suspicious voice came: "Xiao Jiu? ”

I was silent and replied lightly: "Who else could it be if it wasn't me?" There was a mocking voice in the bottom of my heart saying: You have to be glad that he didn't call you Dongdong.

"What are you doing with me tied up behind your back? Xiao Jiu, you take advantage of people's danger. ”

I'm still robbing my house! As long as he is weak, what danger can I take advantage of? He let go of his hand and stepped away a few distances, but his knee pressed against his lower back, and the wound could no longer touch the mud. He couldn't move me, turned his head with great difficulty, just met the knife in my hand, and asked in shock, "What are you......?" Do you intend to murder because of love and hatred? ”

I couldn't take a breath, I choked on my throat, choked and coughed violently, and I couldn't stop, coughing until tears came out. But he was still saying: "Xiao Jiu, don't cry, I didn't use it in the right way before, and I should be more tactful." But you can't make a mistake because of that, and I don't sin unto death. ”

I really don't have the urge to beat up the person in front of me at this moment, because of love and hate? Murder? it! I couldn't help but burst into foul language. The throat was coughing to the point that it was almost heartbreaking, and he was so angry that he really wanted to knock him unconscious with a stick.

finally endured the itch in his throat, and said word by word with a gritted tooth: "One after another, even if I really have a good impression of you, I am far from liking, or even love, don't take yourself so seriously." At night, you blocked the attack of a panda for me, and covered the wind and rain in the middle of the night, causing your wound to become inflamed, feverish, faint, I am helping you dig out the rotten flesh on the surface with a knife to prevent infection. However, I don't think it's needed now, because your brain has burned out, and it can be summed up in two words: no help! ”

It was obviously a harsh reprimand, but there was a sourness gushing out of his eyes.

One after another's expressions seemed to be a little dazed, and they seemed to be a little stunned, and they hesitated to confirm: "Really? ”

My reply was to throw the dagger right in front of him, but it was so hard that the knife jumped on the stone and almost slashed him in the face, and he narrowly avoided it, and then looked at me with frightened eyes.

His lips rolled, and I immediately shouted, "Shut up!" It was an accident! "If you don't stop drinking in advance, I guess he can say that I want to wait for an opportunity to take revenge on him for disfiguring him.

Finally, he pursed his lips and didn't speak again, but wanted to turn over and sit up, and seeing that I was always watching coldly, he muttered there in a volume that was loud enough for me to hear: "Can you blame me for misunderstanding, my back hurts so much, and I have a knife in my hand, and most people can think of going up that floor." ”

I didn't move, just sat there and pretended not to hear. His voice floated again: "Are you still going to treat my wounds?" ”

He replied with a snort: "Do it yourself." ”

"It's a wound on my back, where can I get it, help me deal with it."

I looked at him seriously and asked, "Successively, do you know what you look like now?" ”

He shook his head, and I bowed my mouth to the wolf, who was licking his fur, and he asked sullenly, "You say I look like a wolf?" Is this an allusion that I'm a pervert? But I really didn't take advantage of you, even when you fell asleep later, I didn't dare to wake you up. ”

I chuckled out and said coolly, "Among the animal groups, wolves are considered advanced, and you are not at that level. Just like you, at best, it's like a golden retriever begging for mercy from your master. Hearing him grinding his teeth, he shouted with great dissatisfaction: "You secretly scolded me for being a dog!" ”

He blinked, raised his tone and said, "Did I scold in secret?" It's clearly clear, it seems that your brain is really burning, and you can't understand the words. ”

I thought that these words would choke his eyes, and I was ready to quarrel with him, because there was a fire burning in my heart, and I was jumping around in my body, and I needed to vent it out. But his eyes were staring, but the next second the person's eyes were blurred, his body was tilted towards me, and he reflexively supported him, and his head fell into my shoulder socket, and the breath was overwhelmed, "You ...... one after another" The words that wanted to scold stopped, because even if I scolded loudly, he couldn't hear it, and the person fainted again.

stared at that face, gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth, but finally did not throw him to the ground. Helped him lie on his lap, frowned and picked up the dagger next to him again, it was stained with dirty water, wiped it with his sleeve, and took out a lighter, thinking while smoking the blade: Maybe there was a grudge with one after another in the previous life, and he came to ask me for revenge in this life, obviously it seems that I often take advantage of the situation and do not suffer losses, and he is also buried by me like a gas bag, but he often only needs one move or a sentence to return all the thorns I threw at him. He may not be as talented as me in terms of language, but emotionally, I am not as good as him.

It was only when my fingertips were hot that I was hooked back to my mind, and I instinctively let go, and with a snap the lighter fell to the ground, I looked down to pick it up, and my eyes were attracted by the metal disc the size of a fingernail next to the lighter, and my hand paused in mid-air, almost at a glance I could see what it was.

His gaze shifted to the back of the head of the lying man, eager to see through it.