Seeing that the water stains on Meng Zhao's feet were gradually drying, Shen Qinghe wanted to tear open the hem of his clothes to bandage her feet, but Meng Zhao quickly stopped him and handed him her skirt, indicating that he should tear it open.
Since her dress is already torn, there's no point in keeping it; why ruin another garment?
Shen Qinghe was a little stunned, clutching the hem of the skirt. Although the weather was still cool and Meng Zhao was wearing other bottoms under her skirt, tearing his sister-in-law's skirt was a bit too intimate, but seeing his sister-in-law's trembling feet, he didn't dare to delay and started to do it.
Looking at Shen Qinghe carefully bandaging his wound, Meng Zhao couldn't help but think of him from the book.
As the protagonist, his life was full of ups and downs. Many people accompanied him, but most of them were subordinates, members of a community of interests, or simply followed him because of their admiration for his strength.
Although these relationships are very solid, upon closer reflection, it seems that he doesn't really have any true friends around him.
Meng Zhao thought for a moment and said, "Jinglan and I are friends. I was injured because of her, so how could I hold a grudge? Besides, she did nothing wrong. The fault lies with those two bandits. Even if I were to hold a grudge, it would be against those bandits and robbers."
Shen Qinghe lowered his head, his voice somewhat muffled, "I don't want my sister-in-law to always risk her life to save people like this."
"I didn't take any risks. I actually value my life very much. If God had given me a choice beforehand—either me or someone else—I would have immediately chosen to live. But the situation is different now. The kidnappers didn't give me a choice when they kidnapped me!!"
She's not that selfless. She's fine with contributing money and effort normally, but she wouldn't be so stubborn if there were real danger.
He paused and continued, "Although I am injured now, my life is not in danger. I endured the pain and rushed back. If I can save someone, I will feel at peace. If I had a chance but failed to save someone, I will inevitably think about it in the future. It will feel like a needle is pricking me from time to time, making me uncomfortable."
Shen Qinghe listened, remained silent for a moment, then lowered his head and continued to bandage Meng Zhao's wounds with gentle and meticulous movements.
With her foot already bandaged, Shen Qinghe gently put down Meng Zhao's ankle, stood up, and squatted down beside her. "Sister-in-law, I'll carry you down the mountain."
Meng Zhao hesitated for a moment, "Why don't you find me a tree branch to use as a walking stick? What if I fall?"
"It's alright, sister-in-law. Skull Mountain isn't steep, it's just that the path is a bit hard to find. I'll be careful."
Meng Zhao thought for a moment, realizing that walking would be a painful ordeal for her, so why not make things more comfortable? Without further ado, she tiptoed and leaped onto Shen Qinghe's back.
As soon as she lay down, Meng Zhao was somewhat surprised. Shen Qing looked thin and frail, but his shoulders were unusually broad. Worried that she would fall, she moved her arms along his back to the front. Even through his clothes, she could feel the strength emanating from him. This strength made her relax and lie on him with peace of mind.
As for Shen Qinghe, he held his breath the moment Meng Zhao pressed against him. Because Meng Zhao's hand was injured, he couldn't support his shoulders and could only stretch his hands in front of him, which resulted in Meng Zhao's entire upper body pressing against his back.
Although there were clothes separating us and we didn't actually touch anything, what people can't control most is their imagination. Before we knew it, our heart was pounding like a drum.
Seeing that Shen Qinghe hadn't moved, Meng Zhao craned his neck to look ahead, "Second brother, what's wrong? Am I that heavy?"
Her breath brushed against Shen Qinghe's face. If she stayed any longer, who knew what she would think? Shen Qinghe quickly lifted her leg and said, "No, sister-in-law, it's not heavy at all. Let's go down the mountain now."
Having already experienced wandering around for half a day only to return to the same spot, Meng Zhao didn't offer any suggestions and left everything to Shen Qing to find the way. It wasn't until about half an hour later that Meng Zhao realized something was amiss.
"Second brother, are we going around in circles?"
Shen Qinghe nodded helplessly, "Yes."
"You don't know the way?"
Shen Qinghe nodded again, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his face.
Meng Zhao immediately raised his voice, "You dare to go up the mountain if you don't know the way? You say I'm taking a risk, but I think you're the one taking the risk the most."
She had also heard of the infamous Skull Mountain. She had been tied up and brought up the mountain, but Shen Qinghe had run up on his own. When she saw him earlier, she thought he knew the way, but it turned out he didn't know the way either. She didn't know how he found her.
Shen Qinghe lowered his head, his voice tinged with apology, "I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I didn't expect the road to Skull Mountain to be so difficult to find."
He was truly useless; he should have considered the possibility of his sister-in-law getting injured when he went up the mountain and prepared some medicine for her injuries in advance.
Seeing that Shen Qinghe was a little down, Meng Zhao quickly comforted him, "Second brother, you don't need to apologize to me. You came to save me, how could I be angry with you? You don't know how happy I was when I heard you call my name."
It's always better to have two people together than to be alone and live in fear. Since Shen Qinghe didn't know the way either, Meng Zhao started to discuss it with him.
As she walked, Meng Zhao suddenly realized that the road was somewhat familiar. Looking up, she saw the small wooden house from which she had escaped. However, the door of the wooden house was now wide open. Meng Zhao was startled. Could it be that another robber had returned?
Shen Qinghe lowered his gaze, and when he saw the wooden house, he wanted to turn around and leave, but it was too late. Meng Zhao had already seen the bloodstains at the door, and her voice trembled slightly: "Qinghe, I was just locked in this house, but when I left, the door was closed, and there was no blood at the door."
Shen Qinghe's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Then let's leave quickly."
Meng Zhao looked at the trail of blood at the door and shook his head. "Let's go take a look. My shoes are still inside."
Having no other choice, Shen Qinghe carried Meng Zhao to the front of the wooden house. Through the door, Meng Zhao saw a horrifying scene.
The blind kidnapper was still lying in the room, but he had disappeared from the waist down. The cut did not look like it was made with a knife, but rather like it was torn off by some animal. The remaining half of his body was also full of tearing marks. From the torn clothes, you could see that there were bloody holes on his body, as if he had been gnawed by an animal or gouged out bit by bit by some sharp object.
Blood was everywhere in the room. She never expected that the kidnapper would be eaten by wild animals in the mountains in just over two hours. Her stomach churned and she almost vomited.
Seeing this scene, Meng Zhao had no time to pick up the shoes and urged Shen Qinghe to leave quickly.
After turning away, a faint smile appeared on Shen Qinghe's lips where Meng Zhao couldn't see him.
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