"Good morning, sister..."
Liang Jingjing woke up as soon as the sun jumped out of the horizon.
When I walked out of the wooden house, I saw Ye Wan practicing Pilates in the backyard.
If you don’t have a yoga mat, just lay out a few banana leaves.
Without music, it would be even more of a problem.
The fresh air, the rising sun, and the clucking hens beside you, everything around you is the purest natural music. It is so comfortable.
Liang Jingjing followed suit and sat next to Ye Wan.
So, when hundreds of millions of netizens woke up, they saw two girls who had just finished their morning exercises and started preparing breakfast.
Add a few slices of braised meat, a potato, and a handful of endive before serving.
The vegetable and meat porridge is ready.
"Sister Wan, today is the ninth day, right?"
After breakfast, Liang Jingjing cleaned up the table while chatting: "I don't know where the other four groups of guests have climbed to, and whether anyone has given up."
"have no idea."
Ye Wan shrugged. "That amateur handsome guy, and Jiahao Yifan, when they introduced themselves, they all mentioned their experience in outdoor survival. Maybe they are grilling fish in a cave right now."
"Grilled fish?"
Liang Jingjing's thoughts immediately wandered off track. "Sister Wan, let's go fishing today. Let's grill the fish, too."
"OK……"
Ye Wan nodded, and the two of them packed up quickly and set off with their bags on their backs.
Overhead, two drones followed with a buzz.
At the same time, Wen Yiru and Fu Huaizhi came out of the tent one after another.
"Fu Huaizhi, what's wrong with you?"
The sharp-eyed person noticed that the man's face looked strange, pale and sallow, as if he had some serious illness.
Wen Yiru asked, and when she leaned over to take a closer look, he blocked her view by folding up the tent. "It's okay."
Come to think of it, he ran out several times last night.
Maybe there was something wrong with the wild fruits that she ate for dinner, so Wen Yiru didn't feel comfortable asking any further questions.
Compressed biscuits don't taste good.
It’s sour, astringent, and has a thick skin.
She only took one bite the day before yesterday and then spit it out.
These two days, she has been eating compressed biscuits.
But recalling it now, Wen Yiru felt indescribable shame.
The compressed biscuits for two people would not last until today.
In the following days, Fu Huaizhi probably didn't eat a single bite and left it all to her.
If he doesn't eat well, has to travel, and take care of her, it would be strange if his complexion could be good.
Thinking of his previous words "these years", Wen Yiru felt a little bitter.
If she hadn't paid attention, she probably wouldn't have known that he had done so many things for her without saying anything, right? No wonder he said she had no heart.
She took out the remaining half piece of compressed biscuit from her bag and stuffed it into his hand. Wen Yiru said coldly, "If you don't want me to cry, eat it quickly!"
"I'm not hungry."
Fu Huaizhi stuffed the biscuits back into her bag and patted her shoulder soothingly, "Let's go."
Looking up, the top of the mountain is right in front of us.
Suppressing the bitterness in his heart, Fu Huaizhi looked at Wen Yiru with a smile, "Walk faster, maybe we can reach the top of the mountain in the evening."
Wen Yiru's breathing stagnated.
Not only did she not expect it, but he probably didn't expect it either, either, that she could really climb to the top of the mountain, right?
But in his heart, he must have thought that this was the power of love. After all, in the past, even her handbag was carried by her agent and assistant.
Climbing a mountain, or climbing Wufeng Mountain? It was simply impossible for her to do it.
But she did it anyway.
Just as the words "I'm not doing this for Fu Huaian" came to his lips, he saw a drone hovering overhead.
Wen Yiru bit her lip and swallowed her words.
He could hear footsteps hurriedly following behind him. Fu Huaizhi smiled bitterly and strode forward.
(End of this chapter)