Night finally fell, the mountain wind was biting, the bottom of the tent was just a thin cushion, and the sleeping bag was also a simple canvas product.

In the subtle way, there was a rough gasp in his ears, and he looked sideways, Zhu Yan's eyebrows trembled slightly, and the gasp came from the suppressed lips.

"Is it cold?"

Luo Hua said and pulled up the coat under his head as a pillow and threw it to Zhu Yan, Zhu Yan trembled and reached out from the sleeping bag and took it, covering his body indiscriminately, and after a while, he still did not stop trembling, Luo Hua looked at his face, and he couldn't see it clearly in the dark, so he leaned over and tried it on his head, and asked:

"Do you have a fever?"

Zhu Yan sniffed and replied in a muffled voice:

"Don't make a fuss, it's just a little cold, I took a capsule, it's not in the way!"

Luo Hua was silent, such a night, it is not easy to go down the mountain, and the driver and tour guide will definitely not wait at the bottom of the mountain.

He moved his sleeping bag and approached Mohiko:

"Here, come here!"

Zhu Yan looked up at his star-like eyes, although the light in the tent was limited, he could still see that it was full of care and sincerity, so he no longer hesitated to lean over, Luo Hua wrapped his arm around him, hugged him, and patted his back with the other hand on him like taking care of a baby.

Silently, he suddenly felt that Zhu Yan in his arms seemed to be trembling slightly, Luo Hua gently pulled away his kneeling head and asked:

"What, is it still cold?"

Zhu Yan shook his head and nodded, closed his eyes and did not speak, the curtain of the tent was closed tightly, and the transparent plastic window vaguely penetrated a layer of white, which was directly reflected on Zhu Yan's fair complexion, as pale as white paper, and his lips had lost their previous ruddyness, and a layer of floating skin was a little dry, Luo Hua turned around and touched a bottle of water, unscrewed the lid and put it to Zhu Yan's mouth, and said softly:

"Drink some water, finish this bottle first, and then I'll go to the other tents and ask"

After Zhu Yan caught it, he withdrew from the sleeping bag and went out, seeing that the other two tents that were noisy were also silent at this time, Luo Hua speculated, touched into one of the tents, and called softly:

"Chutian! Chutian! ”

In the dark, I could only hear Chu Tian's response coming from inside:

"Hey, I'm here! Brother Luohua, I'm here! ”

The voice is soft and tight, and the joy is not hidden. Luo Hua's eyes were crystal clear in the dark, and he clearly saw Chu Tian sit up and crawl over with a roll, and after he made a "shhhhh

"Hey, Brother Luo Hua, what's the matter with me?"

Luo Hua looked at the expectant smiling face in front of him, and had to ask:

"Zhuyan has a fever, I'll come and see if any of you have water, I'll bring it to him, you know, people with a fever need to drink more water."

Chu Tian didn't say a word, he immediately went into the tent and rummaged, and after a while, he came out, handed over two bottles of water in his hand and said:

"That's all I found, hey, you wait, I'll go to another tent and turn it over, during the day I saw that these grandsons left several bottles in their back pockets, saying that they were to drink on the way back."

Luo Hua hurriedly stopped:

"Forget it, two bottles seem to be enough, if it's not enough, I'll look for you, thank you!"

Saying that, after patting Chu Tian on the shoulder, Luo Hua walked back to his tent, Chu Tian stared at the sturdy back that left in the dark, and somehow, there was a trace of loss in his heart.

Luo Hua touched into his tent, Zhu Yan's heavy snort was clearly audible in the dark, he unscrewed the lid of a bottle of water, reached in under Zhu Yan's pillow, held up his head, and said softly:

"Let's have some more."

Zhu Yan half raised his upper body according to the situation, opened his mouth in Luo Hua's hand and inhaled wildly, until a bottle of water bottomed out, then stopped, Luo Hua turned around and went to twist another bottle, after Zhu Yan heard the voice, he hurriedly said:

"Uh... That's enough, let's talk about it later! ”

Luo Hua put the water aside, saw Zhu Yanse shrinking his body, still trembling, and looked at his sleeping bag again, slightly tricky, picked up the sleeping bag and pulled it with both hands, "Hiss-" sound, the cable of the sleeping bag collapsed and bounced to the side, and after the opening of the sleeping bag doubled, Luo Hua put it in from the sole of Zhu Yan's feet, and then lifted Zhu Yan's waist and pulled it straight to the level of his shoulders, and then stopped.

Zhu Yan watched him manipulate for a long time in puzzlement, and only then did he say:

"The sleeping bag was given to me, what are you going to do?"

Luo Hua lay down beside him and said easily:

"I'm fine! My physique has always been stronger than yours, and besides, it's only four or five hours, and as soon as the sun comes out, it's hot! ”

Zhu Yan sat up suddenly:

"No! Four or five hours, do you know that the temperature outside is close to below zero now, and I can forget if I have a cold, and then I will catch you, what kind of account is this! ”

Saying that he insisted on returning the sleeping bag he added, Luo Hua grabbed his wrist with both hands, and Zhu Yan also grabbed his hand, in the darkness of his hands, the eyes of the two stared together, Zhu Yan's pale face, beautiful eyes like water were like a clear stream, and in the little crystals that poured out, it seemed that each grain reflected two phantoms, and the phantoms were entangled, and it was impossible to tell whose appearance it was.

Luo Hua's heart moved, a distant and familiar breath hovered and lingered in his mind, thinking about it carefully, but there was no trace to follow, and what was rushing in his memory was that the scene of sleeping with Zhu Yan in his arms was flashing one by one, and in the breath, the fragrance was still there.

He slowly put down Zhu Yan's hands, lifted the loose corner of the sleeping bag and lay in, Zhu Yan sat there motionless and watched him for a long time, and slowly lay down, Luo Hua stretched out his right arm and hugged him, Zhu Yan turned over without a trace of hesitation and hugged his waist, buried his face in Luo Hua's arms, and closed his eyes...

The night was deep, and the mountain wind was also snorting softly, and after a pause in the interference caused by the falling of something, it continued to call for a leisurely ride, and the wind blew over, blowing away the clouds and mist in the sky, and the moon behind it seemed to be brighter and colder.

"Well, if I knew this would be the case, why should I make hopeless guesses?"

Chu Tian sighed lightly, just now he planned not to alarm Zhu Yan to send a bottle of water to Luo Hua, and silently touched Luo Hua's tent, but happened to see the two of them sleeping hugging each other, and the shock in his heart was also unique, and after a while, he returned to the tent by himself and fell asleep.

......

......

The clear moon gradually became turbid, the sound of the wind slowly converged, the fog could not resist the weight of gravity of nature after all, gradually thinning and penetrating, faintly flowing out of the distant sky, these scattered whites seemed to be inconspicuous darkness at first, but with the constant dark energy that has been handed down from ancient times to this day, expanding, spreading, until it is overwhelming, so that the darkness can not be avoided, and in despair, he has to hand over the scepter of the master, so that the scattered white is no longer scattered, but gathers, takes advantage of the momentum to pursue, tracks every tail of the darkness, and devours it, extinct, and his body is also silver and white, becoming a white cloud before dawn.

Just when layers of scattered white dominate the sky, at the end of the white clouds, the first birthplace of scattered white, the colors are gradually rich and diverse, as if supported by a dazzling power, not the legendary gold thread first self-flowing, but a kind of green light pink.

The passage of youth is always rapid and expected, and those sour memories have gone through thousands of holes, and finally brewed into a kind of bloody bright red, the bright red era has accumulated layer by layer, accumulated, and dignified, and the light behind the scenes quietly flickered, and finally set a glimmer of gold in expectation!

The golden light was absolutely unhesitating and vague, firmly coloring everything around it, and also breaking free from all the constraints on it, and suddenly, the golden thread that sniped everything in the world like ten thousand polar shots finally got rid of all the obstructions in the field of vision, and the truth revealed brought tears to the eyes of the long-awaited world:

The Red Sun is rising!