[142] Cliff bottom
Su Xueer stepped forward and stroked the little girl's forehead. "Little sister, you are right. The person I am looking for is now at the bottom of the cliff, waiting for me to find him. You should go home first. It is not safe here."
"Sister, my kite has also fallen to the bottom of the cliff. It's a kite with a wolf pattern. If you see it, can you help me pick it up?"
"Okay, if I see you, I'll definitely help you pick up the kite."
She just responded casually and didn't take it to heart at all.
It's just strange that a little girl would choose a kite with a wolf pattern when flying a kite.
Turned around and left.
The mountain wind whistled past my ears like a sharp wail.
Su Xueer's hair flew wildly in the wind as she ran towards the bottom of the cliff desperately.
Every step she took seemed to be on the edge of despair, but the obsession in her heart never allowed her to stop for a moment.
The light at the bottom of the cliff is dim, as if it is a desperate place forgotten by the world.
Su Xueer's shouts were torn by the strong wind, becoming broken and weak: "Sanlang! Sanlang! Where are you?"
The echo reverberated through the valley, but there was still no familiar response.
The rocks under her feet were jagged, and she fell countless times. Her hands were cut by the sharp rocks, her skin and flesh turned inside out, and blood gushed out, but she didn't care at all, her mind was filled with the thought of finding Chi Rui.
In a panic, a glaring red caught my eye, and a pool of blood spread among the dry grass.
Su Xueer's heart skipped a beat. She staggered over and picked up the piece of torn cloth beside her with trembling hands. Her fingers stroked the familiar texture. This was exactly the fabric of the clothes Chi Rui wore that day.
"Sanlang, you must not be in any harm!" Her voice was choked and tears burst out like a dam breaking, leaving several tear marks on her dusty face.
At this moment, the sky was so gloomy that it seemed to be collapsing, and the heavy clouds made it hard to breathe. Su Xueer suppressed her grief and continued to grope forward.
A thorn bush lay ahead, its sharp thorns gleaming coldly in the dim light.
Without hesitation, she plunged in. The thorns scratched her arms and cheeks, and blood oozed out, which was instantly dried by the wind.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Su Xueer saw the figure that had been haunting her dreams in front of a hidden cave.
Chi Rui lay on the ground, motionless, like a broken doll.
His clothes were tattered, and his body was covered with wounds. The blood had long since dried up and solidified into dark red scabs.
His face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, and his breath was so weak that it seemed like it would disappear at any moment.
Su Xueer's heart felt like it was hit by a sledgehammer. She rushed to Chi Rui's side, her legs went weak, and she knelt down heavily.
Carefully holding his head, letting him lean against her chest, she looked at his pale face and burst into tears, "Sanlang, wake up."
Her tears fell on Chi Rui's face, mixing with the blood and dust on his face, wetting a small area of the ground.
Su Xueer hugged Chi Rui tightly, as if she wanted to use her body temperature to snatch him back from the hands of death.
She reached out her hand tremblingly to feel Chi Rui's pulse, and the weak and almost insignificant beating made her heart wrench.
She quickly calmed herself down and put all her medical skills to use at this moment.
She quickly took out the silver needle bag she carried with her and began to give Chi Rui acupuncture to stop the bleeding and relieve the pain.
Looking at Chi Rui's injury, her heartbroken hands couldn't stop shaking, but she still placed each stitch accurately.
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