hug tightly
Especially the broad shoulders, which narrowed from top to bottom, and the six compact and powerful abdominal muscles, which were clearly visible. He Yingchun's eyes lingered on them for two seconds.
Maybe longer.
“Tsk.”
She looked away with difficulty, picked up some snow, and began to rub Wen Jingzhao's arms with it. The cold touch made her fingertips tremble slightly. She rubbed his upper body again and again, but it was still useless after rubbing for a long time. He didn't seem to wake up.
She hesitated for a while and took off her pants. Wen Jingzhao's legs were pressed under the snow. He Yingchun touched them and they were even colder than the upper part. The calves were even blue and purple, as if they had been pressed for too long and could not recover blood.
After rubbing for a long time, the person still did not wake up and his body temperature did not rise.
Is it useful at all?
After rubbing for an unknown amount of time, He Yingchun helplessly picked up the snow and put it down in frustration. Her fingers were frozen stiff, her fingertips were red, and her body was getting colder and colder.
She dressed Wen Jingzhao and rushed to the front of the cave, shouting, "Is there anyone there? Is there anyone there?"
“Help!”
What responded to her was her own echo.
He Yingchun began to dig the snow at the small hole she had come across. The snow under her fingernails had not completely melted yet and new snow filled the hole. Her fingers became more and more numb, and her breath condensed into white mist in the cold air. The snow hole became wider and wider.
"boom!"
Sudden,
The snow above collapsed, filling up the hole in front that had been dug with great difficulty.
It's useless work, it's useless work again.
Unable to save the people and unable to get out, He Yingchun knelt on the ground with his hands hanging down in frustration.
She turned around and saw Wen Jingzhao leaning against the stone wall with his eyes closed. He looked very quiet, as if he was asleep.
Many people died along the way, but as long as Wen Jingzhao was still alive, she felt there was hope, and everything was hopeful.
He Yingchun herself couldn't explain where that blind sense of security came from.
She couldn't get out, and Wen Jingzhao couldn't wake up. Was she really going to be trapped here to death?
He Yingchun put her hand on Wen Jingzhao's forehead. Wen Jingzhao seemed to feel the warmth and actually moved closer to her fingers. She looked at the palm of her hand, thinking quietly, and her eyes gradually became firm.
First take a big sip of the vegetable soup and set it aside.
"I'm sorry!" She said solemnly, taking off their clothes and covering them up.
He Yingchun clung tightly to Wen Jingzhao, as if she was holding a huge popsicle. Her lips were shivering from the cold, and her palms were placed on Wen Jingzhao's back to convey warmth.
"Wen Jingzhao, you must wake up. When you wake up, I will make you soup dumplings, or go to the third butcher Liu in Caishikou to buy pig skin." She licked her lips.
"You have to pay extra to have him remove the stray hairs. After bringing it back, add white wine and salt and simmer for two hours. Remove the pig skin and strain the broth with a colander. Once the broth cools, put it in the freezer... Yes, if you don't have a refrigerator, just leave it outside. It will freeze overnight."
She felt that Wen Jingzhao's body temperature was gradually rising, his breathing became regular, and his face slowly became a little rosy.
Feels useful!
She continued, "Chop the pork skin jelly into small pieces. Take the pork belly with alternating fat and lean parts, mince it into minced meat, add seasoning, and stir. Remember to stir in one direction. Pour in the peppercorn water while stirring. Mix the minced meat and pork skin jelly together."
"Pick up the dough, put the filling in, and wrap it into small dumplings. Cook it for a quarter of an hour and it's ready. The filling is large and the wrapper is thin. The taste is fresh and salty. Wow, take a bite and slurp up the soup. It's so delicious."
"...You're drooling all over me."
"Ah? Really... No... Ah! You're awake!!" He Yingchun first wiped the corner of her mouth, then looked at Wen Jingzhao's open eyes and said happily.
Finally woke up.
Wen Jingzhao's eyes were open, but they no longer had the brilliance they once had.
"Your eyes?" He Yingchun waved her hands in front of his eyes.
"I can't see it anymore." Wen Jingzhao lowered his eyes.
"How come I can't see?" He Yingchun asked curiously, "Is it because I've been in the snow for too long and have developed snow blindness?"
"Snow blindness?" It was the first time Wen Jingzhao heard this term. He thought that he could no longer see because of his injury, so he didn't want to burden them anymore.
He thought to himself that because he couldn't see, his sense of touch was more sensitive.
now,
Their bodies were so close that warmth emanated from their skin.
Time seemed to freeze, leaving only the faint sound of breathing and the touch of skin. He Yingchun didn't know where to put her fingers, and her heartbeat slowly accelerated.
The temperature rose, and although it was difficult to create a romantic atmosphere under such circumstances, He Yingchun's face was hot and she pulled at her clothes unnaturally.
Wen Jingzhao noticed this subtlety and said slowly, "First, put on your clothes."
After everyone got dressed, He Yingchun said, to ease the awkwardness, "Snow blindness is actually caused by sunlight reflecting off the white surface of the snow. If it gets reflected into your eyes, it can cause damage. But this condition is temporary and can be recovered after a good rest."
"Reflection..." Wen Jingzhao seemed to be thinking, "If that's the case, then why are you all okay?"
"This slave... I'm not too sure. Maybe everyone's situation is different." He Yingchun analyzed that Wen Jingzhao's physical condition was too poor, and he had experienced great joy and sorrow, which made it easier to damage his cornea.
Wen Jingzhao nodded. As long as he could get better, there was hope. He then asked, "What's the situation outside now?"
"I'm not sure either. I can't get out for the time being. There's no one else around. We've all been washed away by the snow." He Yingchun answered truthfully.
She pointed to the snow pile over there, then realized he couldn't see it, so she withdrew her hand and said, "I tried digging, but every time I dug a layer, another layer fell off. I couldn't dig it out."
He nodded, and He Yingchun handed him the water bag. He drank some vegetable soup, took a break, and said, "Help me over."
He Yingchun held his hand, their palms intertwined, and they both felt the warm touch. He Yingchun's hands were softer, and her fingertips were like the cushions on the bottom of a kitten's paws, light and soft.
Wen Jingzhao's hand was thin and slender with distinct bones. He paused and held it.
He bent down in front of the cave, felt around, then felt around the cave wall, and tentatively dug a ball of snow.
"Let's dig next to this and try this."
Here we are leaning against the rock wall, the snow will fall but the rock wall will not, so let's give it a try, He Yingchun nodded.
Then start digging!
With a living person who could speak beside her, He Yingchun gained some confidence.
They took turns digging. Their hands were so frozen that they held each other's hands to keep warm. After a while, they felt better and continued digging.
After an unknown amount of time, they dug out a nearly perfect passage. He Yingchun stuck his head in to take a look. There was snow on the left and a rock wall on the right. The snow on the upper layer had formed into ice crystals and seemed to be quite solid.
"It didn't collapse!!" Very good! He Yingchun clapped her hands together, and when they touched, she gasped in pain.
"I'll go over first and then pull you over. Where we're sitting isn't too far from the cave entrance, so we should be able to dig it out quickly."
"Okay." Wen Jingzhao saw nothing but darkness everywhere he looked. He curled up his fingers and nodded.
He Yingchun rubbed his palms gently and crawled in little by little, like an adult playing in a child's indoor playground.
After climbing a few times, the snow didn't move at all. "Okay! Wen Jingzhao, come on." He Yingchun spoke softly, for fear of disturbing the snow and causing it to collapse again.
Wen Jingzhao nodded, groped his way to the entrance of the cave, and slowly moved over.
"Boom!" The snow fell again, the sound weaker than before.
Wen Jingzhao's eyelids jumped violently as he was hit head-on.
He was stunned and opened his eyes blankly. His hair was all silver-white, and his clothes, which had finally dried, were soaked by ice and snow again.
"He Yingchun!!!" He trembled and dug the snow.
Silence,
He tried his best to open his eyes, but it was still dark.
"He Yingchun!!"
He dug the snow in front of him frantically. The deaths of Zhang Bo and Su He kept echoing in his mind. He couldn't let anyone else die. Feelings of regret and guilt surged in his heart, turning into more intense actions.
He couldn't see, so he didn't notice that blood was oozing from his fingertips. The nail of his left little finger was split, and the blood was flowing out, mixing with the snow, red and white, a miserable sight.
There was still no sound in the snowdrifts.
He held his head in his hands, whimpered softly, his shoulder blades trembling slightly, as fragile as a newly hatched bird.
With a very subtle "pop" sound, a hand popped out from a pile of snow, red and swollen, looking pitiful.
"Wen Jingzhao? Wen Jingzhao?" A muffled voice sounded from behind the snow.
He wiggled his fingers a few times, "Hello!! Wen Jingzhao? Is anyone there?"
Wen Jingzhao suddenly woke up, fumbling around, and tightly grasped the hand with trembling fingertips, "I'm here! I'm here..."
"There's not much snow, and there's plenty of space here. I'll pull you over!" He Yingchun used her other hand to push the snow in front of her, pushing out a fist-sized amount of snow, and looked outside with one eye.
Good boy, she was really scared.
There were spots of blood on the snowflakes around. Wen Jingzhao held her hand tightly with both hands, his expression unclear and his shoulders trembling slightly.
He Yingchun tried again and pushed slowly, making a big hole. "Come on, let's push together. I'll pull you over."
She was answered with a hoarse "Okay."
"Three, two, one!"
"Huh..." He Yingchun breathed a sigh of relief. Before she could exert any strength, the snow on the edge of the ground began to fall, knocking her a little dizzy. She touched her chest and said, "I was so scared..."
The two sat together, and before He Yingchun could say anything, she was hugged by Wen Jingzhao. The cold touch made her not think it was a hug at first.
After a long while, she felt the hot tears falling from her collar onto her skin, and her shoulder blades trembled slightly under her fingertips. She was stunned and patted his back gently.
Then, more tears soaked her clothes. Wen Jingzhao reached out and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his body. The two hearts beat in sync, clearly telling each other that they were still alive.
In the corner of winter, surrounded by ice and snow, two people hugged each other tightly and shed tears silently.
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