Chapter Eighty-Nine: Arriving in Time

Hearing the sound, Song Ci's ton woke up in an instant.

She tightened her seat belt and looked outside.

The car didn't drive for long, and it was not halfway up the mountain, and it was in a state of just starting.

The driver began to step on the brakes in a panic, and then said without tears: "I'm a mother, why is this brake not good?" ”

Song Ci forced himself to calm down, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, drive slowly to an open place." ”

But the mountain road is rugged, and there will be particularly empty places somewhere.

The driver drove anxiously and finally crashed into the rugged rocks.

The vehicle jolted instantly, and inertia forced Song Ci's body to fall forward uncontrollably.

And the door, which should have been very strong, suddenly opened wide.

The cold air poured in, and Song Ci's eyes narrowed, she tightened her seat belt and was not thrown out.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, the car finally stopped.

The engine was blazing and smoky.

Song Ci lay in the wreckage, coughing several times in succession before relieving himself.

The driver didn't buckle his seat belt to save trouble, and he didn't know which corner he had fallen.

She struggled to her feet and looked around at the mountains that were difficult to climb.

Song Ci stabilized his mind, took out his mobile phone, looked at the no signal on it, and sighed helplessly.

They set out at noon, and now it was approaching the afternoon, and the sun was rising directly above the earth.

Song Ci called up the compass and slowly climbed to explore the road with his memory.

She can't be trapped here.

Work is one thing, there may be wild beasts in the mountains in the evening, food and water are also a big problem, and she can't wade into this risk.

After walking for a long time, Song Ci didn't see a place where there were people, so he couldn't help but stop and pant slightly.

She looked up at the sky, it was not dark, but walking alone in the mountains and forests, it was inevitable that she was still a little panicked.

Song Ci silently recited the heart-clearing mantra in his heart, trying his best to maintain his physical strength, and walked slowly.

The mountain road was really muddy and rugged, Song Ci pulled up his trouser legs, and his fair feet and necks were bitten by mosquitoes several times.

At the same time, her stomach rumbled uncontrollably.

There were some wild fruits around, but Song Ci rarely saw them, for fear that he had eaten the poisoned fruits, so he didn't dare to take them, so he endured and continued to walk.

In the end, Song Ci really couldn't stand the double torture of hunger and exhaustion, and he was panting and holding on to the dead tree next to him and stopped.

She sat down against the tree, her whole mind tensed, and she almost fainted in the next second.

Song Ci reluctantly used his will to fight against his faint mind, but in the end he was defeated.

Before she fainted, she seemed to hear a familiar call in her ears.

"Song Ci—"

The voice came from far and near, with an anxiety that could not be concealed.

Song Ci's eyelids were heavy, his eyes closed uncontrollably, and he fell back groggyly.

Who is it?

Who would know themselves in this kind of deep mountains and old forests?

didn't have time to think about it, Song Ci completely fainted.

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When Song Ci woke up, it was already late at night.

She barely bothered her heavy eyelids and looked around, and found herself in a simple log cabin, with only a stool next to it and a basin of water on it.

Song Ci was a little confused, and before he had time to think about it, the door was pushed open.

She looked over and froze in place.

Zhou Yong entered the door with a somewhat dilapidated bowl, and when he saw Song Ci wake up, he seemed to be relieved: "Awake? ”

"Hmm."

Song Ci probably knew that it should be Zhou Yong who saved him, thought about it, and said, "Why are you here?" ”

Hearing the sound, Zhou Yong's hand holding the spoon paused invisibly.

He just asked where Song Ci was, in fact, he wanted to continue chatting with her about last night's topic.

But she said that she was at work, and Zhou Yong was not easy to disturb, so she immediately called after getting off the plane, but no one answered.

Zhou Yong thought that the signal on the mountain road over there might not be good, so he stopped for a while and called again, but there was still no news.

His intuition was wrong, and he asked for the driver's phone from the assistant's side, but no one answered.

In an instant, Zhou Yi immediately led people straight here.

When she found Song Ci, she happened to faint in her arms.

"I didn't answer your call."

Zhou Yongyan explained concisely, sat on the edge of the bed and handed the porridge to Song Ci.

Hearing this, Song nodded clearly, and was about to raise his hand to pick it up, but he hissed in pain.

She looked down and found that her arm had been cut at some point, and blood was gushing.

Zhou Yong's brows instantly twisted.

He put down the bowl and put it on the chair, gently picked up Song Ci's slender arm and looked at it twice, and his voice was blaming: "Why are you so careless." ”

Song Ci didn't say a word, his stomach was growling with hunger, and his gaze at him was a little broken: "Hungry." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yong's words that he was about to scold were swallowed back instantly.

He sighed helplessly, scooped a spoon and fed it to Song Ci's mouth: "I haven't eaten for too long, and I can't eat too quickly." ”

Song Ci naturally understood this truth, she did not gobble it up, but chewed it slowly, and her stomach instantly warmed up, and she was no longer uncomfortable.

After drinking several sips in a row, Song Ci became more conscious, and then he suddenly realized that such an action was very intimate, and his ears couldn't help but turn red.

"Stopped drinking?"

Zhou Yong didn't know her inner activities, and asked with his eyebrows.

Drink too little.

"I'll drink it later." Song Ci pursed his lips and replied.

She lowered her head to look at her embarrassed appearance, and muttered softly: "Why is it so unlucky, such a thing as brake problems can also happen to me." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yong's eyes flickered.

But he didn't say anything, but comforted softly: "The ribbon cutting is tomorrow, you have a good rest tonight, and you don't have to worry about the rest." ”

Listening to his words of concern, Song Ci was still a little unaccustomed, and bit his lip and hummed: "Where do you live?" ”

Speaking of this, Song Ci didn't know where this was, and asked again: "Where is this?" ”

"A villager who lives in the mountains, I gave him money to borrow for a night, but there are very few houses, so he can only give us one."

Zhou Yong put away the dishes and chopsticks and put them aside, and covered Song Ci with a quilt: "You sleep, I'll deal with it for one night." ”

The bed was not big, and he felt that squeezing with Song Ci was not conducive to her physical recovery, so he didn't plan to go to bed.

But such an attitude made Song Ci a little entangled.

Zhou Yong came all the way to save himself, but he could only stay awake at night to guard himself, is it a bit too much?

Thinking about it, Song Ci pinched his fingers, and his voice was so light that he was almost inaudible: "You, come up and sleep with me." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Yong was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"You're inviting me?"