King Chen sat on his knees on the stone wall, drilling wood and making fire, probably for the first time in his life so condescending......

Drilling wood to make a fire was not as difficult as Jing Qingran imagined, but it was not as simple as scraping a match, and after seven or eight minutes, the fire was burning.

Jing Qingran watched from the sidelines, and they all felt pain in his hands.

A pair of slender hands, together with each other, a wooden branch between the palms, rubbing back and forth, no pain is fake.

"I think, I feel, it seems...... Do your hands hurt? Jing Qingran opened her mouth while burning firewood, and the firelight was reflected on her porcelain-white face, dyed red.

"It's okay." He said.

"Then, you go wash first, and I'll do the rest, just do it." Jing Qingran said.

Jing Qingran is not a doctor, and he doesn't know how to treat his injuries, so he said.

"Alright, I'll be right back." He nodded, got up, and walked out of the cave.

Jing Qingran sat in the cave, a pile of burning firewood on the ground, and a lot of dry branches next to it, she lit the fire, and then skewered the animals she had caught in the afternoon with branches and put them on the fire to barbecue.

It was getting darker and darker, and here it was in the woods, surrounded by trees, and the darkness was not ordinary black.

I couldn't see my fingers early in the morning, and if it weren't for the fire in the cave, the trees in the cave would not be visible.

Mu Zhengchen came back, and he brought a lot of tiny branches and some banana leaves, and spread them on the ground, which could be used as a bed temporarily.

The fire is still burning, there is a lot of firewood, don't worry, there is no firewood.

The pheasant and the two fish were roasting on the fire, and Jing Qingran sat beside the fire, and the man sat beside her.

The firelight reflected the faces of the two people, deep and shallow.

……

Thinking back on today's events, Jing Qingran felt like he had walked through the ghost gate of hell, and he was lucky to walk back to the world.

The moment she fell off the cliff, she had the heart of death, and she would not expect any miracles, because she knew that there were very few miracles in this world.

Fall down from the high mountain cliff and not die...... It's hard!

However, she never imagined that this man would jump down to save her desperately......

She was moved to tears, hugged him, tears stained the hem of his clothes.

How many people in this world would not even want their own lives for the sake of another person?

It's so commendable.

However, Jing Qingran couldn't say half a word of thanks to him, and if he wanted to thank him, he couldn't say those few ethereal words of thanks, and if he wanted to thank him, it seemed that he could only use the rest of his life to thank him......

……

Both the pheasant and the fish are grilled, and then the two eat the fish first and then the pheasant.

A supper, passed silently.

The fire was still burning and had not been extinguished, and Mu Zhengchen added some wood.

"Are you full?" As usual, he asked her.

"I'm full, I want to sleep." Jing Qingran said. A pair of big eyes, looking at the misty fire, full of tiredness that can't fade.

"So lazy?" He said.

"Eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, is Miss Ben's life goal!" Jing Qingran said confidently.

"It's so dirty, don't you wash it?" He proposed.

"Wash what? I just want to sleep now. Jing Qingran shook his head.

"Don't be so lazy, let's go, I'll take you somewhere." Mu Zhengchen got up and pulled her up.

"It's autumn and the water is cool." Jing Qingran said.

"The water is warm." Mu Zhengchen said.