Maybe there is someone else in this world besides her?

There were fourteen scarlet eggs, and when they were cooked, she gave seven to the lynx, five for herself, and the remaining two wrapped in animal skins and put them back in her bosom.

The bobcat doesn't peel its shells, and it doesn't care if it has a shell or not, it's all edible for it anyway. They were bitten and swallowed together with the shells, and several of them didn't even chew, and swallowed them whole.

Zhaoli looked at it and shook his head, picked up an egg and slapped it on the stone by the fire, and slowly peeled off the eggshell.

Strange to say, the eggs after peeling off the shells are still vermilion, but there is a faint hint of gold. Zhaoli broke the egg in half, and there was no yolk in the middle, and there was nothing golden.

She held the egg up to her and sniffed it, and it didn't seem to smell strange. I took a small bite and chewed a few times, and instantly felt a strange fragrance spread out in my mouth, which did not disperse for a long time.

This taste even made her a little obsessed, and after eating five, she also wanted to take out the two in her arms and eat them.

After thinking about it, I still held back. If you can't find anything to eat when you're hungry along the way, you can't kill the stupid cat to eat, right?

Lynx:???????

After eating, Zhaoli took the sword and set off again with the lynx.

She had to find the place where the white smoke was coming from before it got dark, and she didn't know if any wild beast would come out after dark to find something to eat.

With her feet on the thick snow and a "creaking" sound, she walked in front, the lynx following behind.

The cold wind penetrated through her neck, freezing her body, and even though she had several animal skins tied to her body in three layers and three layers outside, she still felt cold.

I knew that in the summer when the bobcat lost its hair, it should have been collected, and it must have been much warmer to take two skins and tie them up.

Thinking of this, she glanced back at it. The food was good a few days ago, and the hair of this stupid cat was also oily and slippery, and it was difficult for her, she could eat a beast for ten days, but after having a bobcat, she could only eat for three days.

In order to arrive before dark, Zhaoli did not stop to rest along the way. Until it was getting dark, and it was still half a distance from the last time she saw smoke coming from.

She took a handful of clean snow on the bush and took a bite, and the snow melted into icy water and ran down her throat, so cold that she took a breath. He touched the two eggs in his arms and continued to walk forward.

In the past, after dark, the dense forest was dark and could not be seen clearly, but today I feel that although it is dim, it is not as laborious as it looked in the past. The darker it was, the clearer she could see. Shuttling through the dense forest, you will not be unable to see the road under your feet because of the darkness.

Further on, she saw a bright spot ahead, which seemed to be in a tree.

The snowy night was especially silent, there was no sound around, not even a hint of wind. But the more this is the case, the more strange Zhaoli feels. There was still the sound of the wind just now, and there was occasionally a rustling sound or two in the bushes.

Could it be that some terrible beast dwelt in that light?

Zhaoli found a tree to hide behind the tree and take a closer look, but the lynx swaggered to the front.

She picked up a branch and threw it at it, and the branch landed at its feet.

The lynx glanced back, then turned around and walked over to her and sat down in the snow.

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't find any changes in the bright light. Zhaoli walked a little further, hiding behind another tree and continuing to look, and the lynx followed her to the tree and sat down.

The light was a house, but it was built on a tree. There was a small waterhole in the woods on the right side of the house, and there were bursts of white water on the waterhole. But the water vapor rose for a while and then dispersed, it should not be the smoke she saw.

So the smoke she saw should have come out of that room, and she was a little excited, maybe she really wasn't the only person in the world.

She didn't remember anything, but she could inexplicably recognize it as a house, knew that she was going to cook food, and all the things she knew seemed to know that she should have known, but she didn't know where or when she knew it.

If there are people like her in that house, does that mean that she will have many of her kind?

She walked forward with some excitement and walked under the house.

The distance between the house and the ground is not low, and the bobcat has always been an expert at climbing trees, and she is not bad.

I chose a tree of the right size and climbed it up, if the speed is fast compared to normal people, it is still a little slow compared to the bobcat. By the time she climbed up, the lynx was already waiting on it.

She stood on a small wooden platform in front of the house and examined the house, which was a small wooden house.

The wooden house is not big, except for this small wooden platform at the door, there is no extra place to stay. There was a lamp burning on the wooden table in the room, and the small flames were not too bright, and the room was a little dim.

There seemed to be no one else in the house, and she walked vigilantly into the house. In addition to the wooden table, there was a wooden couch and a wooden bed, and a wooden cabinet in the room.

The couch and bed were covered with several layers of thick fur from wild beasts, which made it very warm. At the head of the wooden bed there is a pillow made of animal skins rolled in wood, and at the end of the bed is a folded animal skin quilt.

She walked to the side of the bed and reached out to touch the quilt, always feeling that Cheng Shi in this room was extremely familiar, but she couldn't remember when she had seen it. She stood on the edge of the bed and was distracted, not moving for a long time.

The bobcat was sniffing around the house, and suddenly it seemed to hear something noise.

In an instant, Zhaoli and Bobcat looked back at the door of the house while being alert.

The last time Rong Qing tried to roast food on the small wooden table at the door of the house, the smoke drifted into the house, and he could smell it when he slept at night, and then he went outside to bake it and then brought it back to eat.

He got up and stepped on a tree beside the house, and flew up, dressed in white clothes and gently landed on the wooden platform outside the house. In his hand he was holding a plate carved out of wood, on which roasted meat was placed, and the steaming heat gave off a strange aroma.

He stood on the wooden platform, but he did not move.

There was a man standing by the bed with his back to the door, wrapped in a thick animal skin, with black hair curled up in twigs behind his head, a long sword wrapped in animal skin, shoes in the shape of a gopher, and a large bobcat beside him.

Rong Qing's heart was beating wildly, looking at the back, his feet seemed to have taken root on the wooden platform, and he didn't have the strength to lift his feet and walk forward.

Could it be her? If it was her, what should he say to her? What if it wasn't for her?

When Rong Qing was entangled, the branches outside the house were crushed by the snow, making a "creaking" sound. When the people in the house heard the commotion, they all turned their heads to look out the door.

When the man turned his head, he saw the familiar face that had appeared countless times in his dreams, and that he had been longing to see day and night.

Dirty, like a little flower cat.

She only glanced at him, and then panicked and jumped out of the window on the other side of the bed, and the lynx jumped out with her.

Why did she run away? Didn't she know him? Does she know that he has been wandering in this northern wilderness for several years, just to find her?

Do you know that he endured loneliness and missed her for countless nights to the point of madness?

Rong Qing's eyes were flushed, and the candle flame shone on his face, and there was something faintly crystal clear across his face.

The wooden plate in his hand fell on the wooden platform, and with a "click", the meat in the wooden plate was scattered on the wooden platform, and the aroma was overflowing.

He chased to the bed, climbed to the window and looked out, it was pitch black outside, and there was no movement.

It's like she's never been there.

"Ah Li."

He whispered, his voice choked.