Since my left leg is now immobile, I think it must be very badly injured, so I can't go to them alone or get myself any food.

Now, the only thing that can provide supplies is the stream in front of you.

It is true that there is nothing to eat, but with this little stream, I will not die of thirst.

So, with my body supported again, I sat up from the stones, dragging my heavy and painful left leg, and I walked slowly towards the stream, step by step.

I couldn't help but frown at the pain of my heart, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down my forehead, soaking the clothes on my chest.

Every time there was a big movement, the pain would spread to all my limbs, and I was so painful that I tried to scream several times, but I finally held back, until finally I crouched down by the stream.

Looking at my dirty hands, I could only wash my wounds in the stream first, and the blood stains all over the place were cleaned up, leaving only some white flesh, which was shocking.

After cleaning my hands, I gently held the water and drank a little.

I didn't dare to drink too much, because the water was so cold and bitter that if I drank too much, it would make my stomach upset, which would make the situation even more dangerous.

My head was a little groggy. I didn't know if I had a fever, so I could only hold up a handful of water again and press it to my face in an attempt to sober myself up.

I found that this was useful, at least I wasn't as drowsy as I was before, so I repeated this process a few times to see more clearly and think more clearly.

After tidying myself up, I'm completely awake now, and I'm completely sober now before it's dark.

This place is as deserted as I judged last night, but the terrain is not particularly precipitous, it may be that the place where I drifted is a little far away, and they have not found it for a while.

If my legs weren't injured and I could still walk on my own, I would have walked up the upper reaches of the current, and I would have met them.

But now I can't move my left leg at all, and dragging such a sick leg to them again could be counterproductive.

So now I definitely can't take such a risk.

I don't know when I'll have to wait until I do this, but it seems that the best solution is definitely the best.

After sorting out all my thoughts, I took my phone out of my pocket again. After several attempts, the dim screen did not emit any light again, it was completely out of power, and it cut me off from all contact with the outside world.

"It's really unlucky, why is it that I'm the one who encountered this kind of thing?" I laughed at myself, looking at the ants crawling beside me, as if I was confiding in them.

But for some reason, tears fell in an instant, leaving me defenseless.

I hurriedly reached out to wipe away my tears. But just like when she saw Fang Xiao that night, she also wanted to hold back her tears, but the tears became more and more, rushing out of her eyes.

"What the hell is going on, why did I cry all of a sudden, I didn't feel very sad, did I really get sick?"

I'm the only one here, so I can only ask myself.

I wondered what was causing me to be the way I am, but I couldn't give a clear answer, and yet tears were streaming down my face.

Until the end, since the tears couldn't be contained, I simply stopped caring about it.

I sat alone among the empty cliffs and wept aloud, startling the birds resting in the trees, and perhaps the wild beasts heard me, but no one disturbed me the whole time, and nothing attacked me.

I never thought that a whole day could be so long when I was working, but when there was no one to talk to me and nothing to pass the time, it felt like a century.

But when I think about it, it was like blinking, because I didn't do anything, and it was getting dark again, and the sun was setting, and soon everything would return to the time when I couldn't see my fingers.

Today or no one comes, so what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Will no one come to my rescue all the time?

I thought that the fear in my heart was even worse, and I unconsciously started crying again in a hurry, but this time, crying and crying, I don't know why I fell asleep again.

Qin Han, when will you find me?

Half-asleep and hazy, I felt as if someone was wiping tears from my face for me, with tenderness and patience, a little bit, for fear of hurting me.

There seemed to be a warm embrace, and I couldn't help but want to get closer to a few cold people in the car, and the tip of my nose also came with a familiar smell of perfume, which was a unique smell on Qin Han's body.

"Qin Han......" I couldn't help but mutter, I don't know why, but I felt that this time it was even colder than the previous two nights when I was soaked in water.

So I couldn't help but want to get closer to a warm place, I wanted to get into Qin Han's arms, and never came out again.

Yes, it must be so, it was Qin Han who came to save me!

I had already suppressed my tears, and I couldn't help it again, but I cried loudly, wanting to vent all the grievances of the past two days, and wanting Qin Han to know how much I missed him.

So I cried and cried, and slowly I opened my eyes and went to look at Qin Han's eyes one after another. Whether it's cold or gentle, as long as it's him, it's all good for me.

However, all the warmth and emotion of the sun, the moment I opened my eyes, disappeared with the sun, and nothing was left again.

What Qin Han, his hug, his gaze, and his fingers that wiped away tears for me, are not just my own fantasies, they are a dream I gave myself.

There is an empty space all around, and I am still the only one lying on the stones, where is there any trace of Qin Han?

Another day came, another sad day when I left them, and they couldn't find me.

Perhaps because I had just woken up, my mouth was a little dry, and I wanted to go back to the stream again to drink some water, but this time, I couldn't sit up from the stones with my hands.

Both hands were limp, and even under such a dazzling rays of the sun, I felt cold. Touching my forehead was cold, along with my hands, I think I probably really had a fever.

If I am not mistaken, Lin Xiangtian brought medicine. But he's not here now, and I can't find him, so it's useless to say anything, and I'll have to carry it myself until they come to me.

"But how long can I last under this circumstances? How long will I have to wait for you to come back to me? ”

Again and again, I could only speak to myself, and no one could understand the loneliness in my heart at the moment, and the fear of dying.

In addition to taking medicine, the most I do on weekdays is to sleep, and it is true that my head is dizzy, I can't think about anything, and I can't do anything except sleep.

So, at this moment, even in the wild, I can't think about anything because of the fever, I just want to get a good night's sleep, turn around, and my thoughts are no longer clear.

Once again, before I knew it, I fell into a groggy slumber and couldn't think about anything. All that's left is a mind full of nonsense. And the mood that has not been able to calm down for a long time.

I think I must have thought that Qin Han was crazy, and I had a dream about him and a fantasy about him, which was not enough, and it was not particularly cruel.

And the second time, the third time, as if my mind could never forgive me.

Again, I felt Qin Han gently wipe away the tears on my face with his hand, and his movements were gentle, for fear of hurting me.

He held me tightly in his arms, and the warm touch surrounded me, making me feel the presence of warmth.

His chin rested on my forehead, and his breath was so close to mine, as if it were all real.

If it's a dream, then this time I don't want to open my eyes again.

Because once you open it, everything will come to naught, and Qin Han will disappear. I was the only one left alone, and I don't know how long it would take for such a difficult time to really see Qin Han.

But thinking about it, it is clear that Qin Han is still far away in the city center, even if he knows the news that I am trapped here, he hurried over from the city.

But even if I arrived, and the other people hadn't found me, how could he easily know where I was?

What Qin Han has found me, what he is by my side now, to put it bluntly, is just a fantasy I made up for myself.

Rather than sleeping in my own fantasies like this, I think it would be more practical to sober myself up, because only then can I be completely clear, I can understand that no one will come to save me.

So with despair, with loneliness and loneliness, I slowly opened my eyes again, tears running through the corners of my eyes, but this time, I thought I might really be dying.

How could I have seen such a scene if I wasn't dying?

At this moment, I am really in Qin Han's arms. Once again, he gently wiped away my tears, and I just met his eyes, as gentle as the deep sea, and I couldn't help myself.

At this moment, ......the tears couldn't be restrained again, and I had no reason to restrain myself, so I stretched out my hand and pinched my arm with all my might, and the sharp pain told me that this was not a dream, and I was not about to die.

At this moment, the sunset is about to set, and everything will return to darkness again, but Qin Han appeared in front of me like a god.

I looked at him tightly, unwilling to take my eyes away, for fear that all this would disappear like a bubble again, "Qin Han, you tell me, you tell me quickly, am I really not dreaming?" ”

"You're not dreaming." Inky eyes looked at me seriously, and Qin Han replied softly to me, "Don't worry that everything will be fine, I have found you and will take you home with me." ”