At this time, Mu Hengshi's stomach growled, and Mu Hengshi's pale face began to turn red. He opened his wet eyes, with a look of hidden discomfort, "Song Qingmo, I haven't eaten for a day and haven't slept because I was anxious to see you. I just stood in the snow all night and I can't hold on any longer. I'm sorry. But I didn't lie to you. If you really don't welcome me, then I'd better leave." As he spoke, he slowly and with difficulty propped himself up, then he ran out of strength and fell on the bed, struggling to get up.
Mu Hengshi's words were not false, although most of them were pretended, but every word he said was true.
Song Qingmo felt the veins on his forehead throbbing. Mu Hengshi's pitiful behavior was too unbearable to watch. He looked like a frail and delicate wife. He was afraid that Wen Zhiling might have possessed him. Song Qingmo felt a little uncomfortable physically and mentally. In order to prevent him from causing any more trouble, he said, "Enough."
Song Qingmo scratched his hair in annoyance and took some food and threw it next to Mu Hengshi. Mu Hengshi felt warm in his heart. As expected, he was soft-hearted and didn't respond to harsh words. He was still like this, with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Mu Hengshi raised his mouth and smiled secretly when Song Qingmo turned around.
Song Qingmo's joy didn't last long before a bucket of cold water was poured down on him. "This is... Song Xingwu's signal," Song Qingmo turned his head to look at Mu Heng, who was hesitating in bed. He grabbed his clothes and put them on, his expression excited and flustered.
"What's wrong with Song Qingmo? Where are you going?" Mu Hengshi saw Song Qingmo open the tent and go out. He didn't care whether he was pretending to be sick or not, and quickly got up and chased after him.
Song Xingwu got lost when he went out to look for a signal that day, and accidentally fell into a deep valley covered with snow. He injured his leg and had no strength because he had not eaten for a long time. Fortunately, the valley blocked the wind and snow, so he was not exposed to the icy environment.
He tried desperately to find a signal with his wireless device, but every hope was dashed. Just as he was about to give up, he finally saw a signal. He groggily held on, and somehow managed to send his last hope—his own location—to Song Qingmo. "Song Qingmo, you must come. Even if it's just to tell me something, it would be great. I have so many things I need to figure out. What a pity..."
Song Xingwu was about to close his eyes. He knew that if he continued to sleep, he might never wake up again. He seemed to see Song Qingmo and the unruly young lady he had met not long ago. Suddenly, he lost all desire to sleep and pinched his frozen, numb thigh. No, he still had a lot of things to do and couldn't fall asleep like this. Song Qingmo would definitely come to save him.
Song Xingwu smiled bitterly. He didn't know why he felt so close to and trusted this boss whom he had only met once, as if their fate had been determined long ago.
"Song Qingmo, it's still dark. It's too dangerous to go into the mountains to search and rescue. Calm down first." Mu Hengshi, the male protagonist, was already ready to lead Song Qingmo in.
"Go away. I have received his location and will be able to find him soon. He is only five or six kilometers away from here. If you don't want to help, get out of here." Song Qingmo said with a firm attitude. Song Xingwu could not wait any longer. Who knows how he is doing now.
"I'll go with you." Seeing him like this, Mu Hengshi felt angry and jealous. But he wanted to protect Song Qingmo more.
Song Qingmo didn't understand why he took such a risk, but he didn't have the time for that now. He just glanced at him and left. Mu Hengshi followed closely behind Song Qingmo. Song Qingmo took a deep breath and thought that it was a good thing that he had long legs, otherwise he would have been buried in the snow. The snow was even deeper than yesterday, almost burying half of his body.
"Mr. Song, there's a deep ditch blocking our way ahead. We might have to take a detour." Following the location, Song Qingmo found that the straight path wouldn't work. He gritted his teeth. The ditch was too deep to pass through, so he had to take a detour. "Okay, save some energy, let's take a detour."
Song Qingmo was a little exhausted from not getting enough rest yesterday and the constant search and rescue work, and he gradually fell behind the team. Mu Hengshi stood beside him, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Song Qingmo's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his breathing began to increase. "Song Qingmo, you go to every search and rescue operation. Why don't you go back first? We already have the location. Just let them go find Song Xingwu."
"No, he sent this to me right away, which shows that he trusts me very much. I can't let him down." Song Qingmo felt a heavy blow in his heart when he found out that Song Xingwu sent the message to him instead of the company's equipment. The word "fate" is hard to explain.
In his two lives, he had few friends and family, and he had never treated anyone sincerely. Upon returning to this life, he didn't immediately want to find his former companions and continue making friends with them, but instead wanted to abandon them. Not to mention putting his life in anyone's hands, because he trusted no one but himself. Song Xingwu's action made Song Qingmo feel ashamed and deeply moved.
Mu Hengshi felt a surge of anger for no reason and grabbed Song Qingmo's hand which was raised with all his strength, "Is that person so important to you? Is it worth your risking so much for him, or do you like him?" Song Qingmo behaved unusually towards Wen Zhiling, and now Song Xingwu showed up. He just hated himself deeply.
Seeing that he couldn't get his hands free, Song Qingmo simply stopped and stared at Mu Heng. "What's wrong with you? He and I are friends. I just don't want to betray other people's trust in me. This has nothing to do with love. Besides, what's your position to question me like this?"
"Song Qingmo, you're so selfless for someone that it's easy for people to misunderstand you, you know? Usually when you're nice to someone, you're like their partner. But once I'm nice to that person, that person becomes like a worthless stone on the ground, you discard them without even a second glance."
"So what? You're not trying to say that I like you because I treated you so well in the past few years and that gave you that illusion, right? You're blaming me for everything? That's ridiculous. How can you have the nerve to say that? At least I can be very good to my friends and dare to love and hate. That's better than someone like you who is always so heartless and disloyal."
Song Qingmo and him were in a stalemate, but they still kept their distance. After all, if they spoke too loudly, it would cause an avalanche and bury them all, which would be a disaster. The two of them were arguing here and didn't notice that the person in front of them had walked away.
When Song Qingmo came to his senses and was about to catch up with the group, he was dumbfounded. He and Mu Hengshi were the only ones left in the white snow. He only had some food and medicine with him, and the GPS was in the hands of the others. Looking at the walkie-talkie in his hand, which had no signal, he thought, "Okay, now I can wait for death. Could Mu Hengshi be here to defeat him?"
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