Autumn is the tourist season of Changbai Mountain, there are many scenic spots above the snow line, Wu Xie took Zhang Qilin not like he wanted to take Zhang Qiling home, but like he came to travel, and even Zhang Qilin bought a few small gifts to give them back.

Wu Xie's attention was not on those flashy things, thinking that Zhang Qilin should be able to use it when he went down the mountain, Wu Xie silently completed the replenishment of resources at several scenic spots on the snow line,

Walking further in, walking through the area with tourists, it is the path that Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling entered the snow mountain before, but now it is completely different, and even Wu Xie can't find any traces of his previous visit. However, Wu Xie has already learned the method of the little brother. He walked all the way, constantly looking at the surrounding mountains and the direction of the sun, and at dusk that day, the two of them reached the ridge of a snow-capped mountain.

In the dusk, Wu Xie saw a familiar scene again: the snow-capped mountains in the setting sun, showing a feeling of complete seamless connection between warmth and coldness. At that time, the little brother was under the same sunset, worshipping the snow-capped mountains in the distance. This time it was changed to Wu Xie, he looked at it lightly, and then used the posture of the little brother to carry out the ancient worship, Zhang Qilin followed Wu Xie's side, there was a similar imitation, and the sunset shone on Wu Xie's face, there was an extreme sense of desolation.

Perhaps, Wu Xie is getting closer and closer to the person called Zhang Qiling, this is the thought in Zhang Qilin's heart.

Wu Xie stood on the snow mountain, his expression was very solemn, Zhang Qilin couldn't understand what kind of emotion this was, but he knew that these snow mountains had a special meaning for Wu Xie.

It is conceivable that Wu Xie's heart cannot be blank at this time, everything here must have a considerable relationship with Zhang Qiling, but he doesn't even have the direction to guess.

Wu Xie stood like this for a long time. Zhang Qilin wanted to open his mouth several times, but he didn't make a sound, and from this moment on, Zhang Qilin felt that there was an insurmountable gap between him and Wu Xie.

That night, instead of moving on, the two dug a snow nest in the snow, spread a tarp, lit a smokeless stove, and spent the night.

The next day, the two set off again with their luggage and continued their walk into the mountains.

Along the way, only Zhang Qilin kept talking, talking about the beauty of this world, saying that there were other places he had not been to, and where there were extremely attractive foods. Wu Xie never spoke, nor did he show any boredom.

In fact, Zhang Qilin just wanted to arouse Wu Xie's interest in certain things, he tried to recall what he had experienced with Wu Xie, looking for some topics that Wu Xie might be interested in, maybe Wu Xie's head twitched, and he was willing to return to the present world with him and give up this dangerous behavior.

At the beginning, the density of Zhang Qilin's persuasion was still quite large, but later, the road became more and more difficult to walk, and the physical exertion became more and more large, so he could only move forward silently.

Wu Xie's face finally changed slightly, he subconsciously half-supported Zhang Qilin, the two of them shook hands, and walked for several days, there was no bare ground around, and it was all the snow-covered snow-capped area of the snow-capped mountains. Standing on a high place and looking behind you, you can't see all the villages you came from.

At a glance, Zhang Qilin saw that the Changbai Mountain Range was endless, and there were thousands of peaks and valleys among them, many of which were inaccessible.

But Wu Xie couldn't judge whether the route this time was consistent with the route he took last time he entered the mountain. After all, after ten years of changes, and the memories left by Wu Xie have become mottled and broken.