There was a big temperature difference between the water and the shore. When it suddenly came up, Huaiyu sneezed violently and even had a runny nose.

It was so embarrassing, there was not even any toilet paper, it was like I was back to when I just came down the mountain.

She shivered, wrung out her clothes, put them back on, and followed the light to climb up the jagged rocks ahead. Her body became colder and colder, and her hands and feet felt like they were going to freeze. But she couldn't even see a branch along the way, and even if she had everything in her bag, she couldn't really make a fire at this moment.

She gritted her teeth and squeezed through the cracks in the rocks, then burrowed into the mud again. When she finally got out, a bone-chilling wind blew in her face.

“A-choo!”

Before Huaiyu even had the chance to look at the bright sky outside, he curled up into a ball in a panic, looking for a place to shelter from the wind.

But what she saw before her seemed to be a plain. Apart from trees and bushes, there was not a single sheltered cave or hillside. She was shivering with cold, so she grabbed a vine nearby and activated her special powers. Soon, she had woven the vine into a large hemisphere.

She climbed in. Although a trace of cold wind still seeped into the fully enclosed space, it was much better than standing outside.

But the wet clothes will still freeze people.

Huai Yu had no choice but to climb out again, and then dragged a branch in. The leaves had already dried up in the cold wind, and now they were pulled down and piled up in a pile.

The branches are also dry, and the eggshell knife can easily break them into short branches.

Huaiyu rummaged through his heavy, wet bag and took out three lighters and a box of matches.

Unfortunately, none of the three are available.

Huaiyu rummaged inside again. Zhou Qian had stuffed a lot of things in before leaving. She quickly took out a magnesium rod.

After the leaves were piled up, he used a small knife to cover up his tracks and scraped the magnesium powder. When it was almost done, he quickly pulled it -

“Squeak…”

The sparks from the friction quickly set the magnesium powder in front of him ablaze, and the dry leaves also began to emit curling smoke and blazing flames. Huai Yu couldn't help but move closer...

So warm!

The branches were slowly placed into the fire, and the space quickly warmed up. Huai Yu looked up at the smoke that could not be exhausted, and placed his hand on a vine on one side.

With a thought, the vines above his head loosened and began to wrap around the edge, leaving a hole for smoke to escape.

Huaiyu withdrew his hand and stared at his palm in a daze: She... seems to have made progress!

Anyway, this is a good thing! I just don't know if Brother Zhou Qian will be worried when he sees me disappearing inexplicably. She rummaged through her bag again and found a bag of raw melon seeds.

Fortunately, there is still some hope!

She took out the melon seeds and put them away, urging the vines to grow more leaves to block the wind. After the small bowl warmed up, she took off her clothes neatly.

Don't study anything else yet, just dry all the clothes first! Damn, how great it would be if I had a water-related ability!

Also, where on earth is this? Why is it so cold? The heavy and thick clothes on their bodies were taken off one by one. Although the entire small covered bowl space was already steaming hot from the fire, and the leaves on the side that were used to block the wind were dry and curled up, in order to dry these heavy clothes, they still had to wait until Huaiyu ate two packets of nutrient solution.

Good news, the bag is obviously much lighter and the clothes are dry.

The bad news is - we still don’t know where we are, and the temperature ahead is freezing cold.

But there was no more food in the bag. There was a bag of raw melon seeds left. Because he didn't know how long they had been soaked in water, Huaiyu could only feel that a small half of them were still active.

After some hesitation, I finally decided to go out and explore.

How to explore...

She took out the melon seeds and put them in the soil, and then started to induce labor.

When the sunflower grew to more than 1 meter tall in the biting cold wind, she took the opportunity to hug it, but her supernatural power did not stop. Soon, as the sunflower grew taller, the millstone-sized flowers bloomed, and Huai Yu also carefully hugged the thick stem and sat at the junction of the leaves, and then looked around.

Looking around, it is so flat on all sides, just like a big flat pancake.

Shaobing?

Her heart moved and she remembered the notebook in her bag that was soaked and torn into pieces.

The leaves of the sunflower could not fully support her body. Huaiyu's legs were wrapped around the hairy, rough and prickly stems, and she was trying to twist her neck towards the edge.

She saw it.

Right in the center of the forest behind and to the right, there were clouds as dark as ash. In the distance, one could see large flakes of snow being blown around by the strong wind, covering the trees at the edge, making them look toppled.

What is that? Huaiyu's heart was beating like a drum.

There were vast plains and trees in all directions, and only that one place was filled with snow and wind. Plants would not mutate into such abilities. If it wasn't for the special weather conditions, then...

Is it Lin Xuefeng? Huaiyu pursed his lips, hugged the tree trunk, stepped on the connection between the leaves, and rubbed it down carefully.

She had never done this before at home, but now she was pushed into a corner, and all her skills came out. When she finally stepped on the ground, she looked at the sunflower whose leaves rustled in the cold wind, and then she activated her supernatural power again.

The weather is too cold. If it is not given more superpowers, I'm afraid it will not survive.

Now feeling this vigorous vitality, Huai Yu stared at his palm, followed the direction he had noted, and strode forward.

All you have to do is go through the forest in front of you and walk in a straight line.

The emptiness and worry of being away from Zhou Qian and the kids at home gradually faded away, and her mind was now full of unknown people who might appear ahead.

But three hours later, Huaiyu stared at the time displayed on his communicator and felt numb inside.

The saying "a horse will die if it runs to the mountain" was realized at this moment. Moreover, she had begun to doubt whether she had taken the wrong path. She had clearly identified a nearby tree in the forest as a landmark!

Now her head and face were covered with a hat, but her eyelashes were stiffened by the wind. Huaiyu took a breath, and the white mist in front of her was blown away by the biting cold wind before it condensed. At the same time, her legs were already sore.

She was in a dense jungle at the moment. Along the way, there were no plants to block her, but instead they made way for her. From what she could see with her naked eyes, the road was indeed a straight line.

But Huaiyu thought about it and took out another precious melon seed and tried to induce labor again.

It was too cold here, and it was rare for sunflowers to grow, but melon seeds could not be produced. She didn't have many left in her hand, and she didn't want to use them easily unless it was a critical moment.

Only when he once again sat on the top of the sunflower and looked into the distance did Huaiyu breathe a sigh of relief.

The path she was taking was not wrong, she just needed to keep moving forward... Holding the thick sunflower stalk, she looked back again and finally estimated the exact time: she only needed to walk for no more than two hours and she would reach the open space!

But I'm really hungry now.

Huai Yu reluctantly put down the flowers, and feeling the sky gradually getting darker, he didn't dare to walk any further, and built a small vine house on the spot.

The fire started burning again.

The cold was gradually dispelled, but mixed with the fatigue was a rumbling feeling of emptiness in my stomach.

She had no food left. She had been walking in the jungle for so long, it was too cold, and she hadn't found anything to eat. Huaiyu hesitated for a long time, then took out the bag of dried, long-lost melon seeds from her bag.

After a night of rest, she woke up the next day with soreness all over her body and a throat that seemed to be on fire. Fortunately, the feeling was relieved after she picked off the tiny ice crystals condensed from the cold and hot on the back of the leaves and put them into her mouth.

Huaiyu patted his hot cheeks and decided to wait until he reached the center of the snowstorm. No matter if he gained anything or not, he had to find a safe place to explore and prepare some food and drinks to have a good rest.

At least, where there is snow there will be no shortage of water.

With this belief, Huaiyu finally stood at the edge of the woods two hours later.

To my side were tall and short trees that were leaning, broken, and buried under the snow, and in front of me was a stretch of dry and withered land.

Even though the sky was filled with wind and snow, the goose-feather-like snowflakes gently adhered to her face and quickly melted on her hot and red cheeks, but there was still not a trace of them left on the dry and yellow ground.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The wind was so strong that the snowflakes in the sky were blown into spirals, and then blocked by the trees nearby.

Huaiyu felt dizzy and her throat was burning again. She grabbed a handful of snow beside her and stuffed it into her mouth.

The cold snow slowly melted in her hot mouth, and the trickle of water moistened her throat. Her empty stomach soon spasmed due to the stimulation of the cool temperature.

But, the whole person is much more energetic.

She took a deep breath, the cold air swirling around her chest, then she wrapped her hat tightly around her body and strode forward.

The snow was sparse at the periphery, as if it was blown in accidentally. The closer to the center, the stronger the wind and the bigger the snowflakes. Huaiyu felt it was difficult to lift her legs when she was halfway through the walk, but now she was halfway through again, in a dilemma, she had to grit her teeth and persevere.

It was not until she walked a distance and raised her leg to step forward that she felt the pressure around her suddenly lighten.

The wind stopped.

The heavy snow that was flapping wildly like goose feathers was gone.

Before my eyes was a gnarled old tree with gnarled branches. The dead trunk was large and thick, with some tattered pieces of cloth hanging from it, and a few incomplete skeletons lying not far away.

If you look up slightly, you can see a complete set of ribs hanging on a branch nearby.

However, all this is not as shocking as the ice sculpture in the center.

At this moment, Huaiyu's mind was empty, and all the complicated thoughts and pain disappeared without a trace.

——That’s Lin Xuefeng.

Lin Xuefeng is wrapped in crystal clear ice and snow.

Huaiyu couldn't help but move closer. At this moment, her heart was empty. She didn't even know why her hand slowly touched it.

The cold temperature came from the fingertips, and the clear ice and snow did not block anything. He could clearly see him standing there in the uniform of the garrison. His head was slightly lowered, and his eyes were tightly closed. His expression was frozen on the edge of pain, as if he was relieved, but also as if he could not get rid of it.

Looking down, he saw a hideous and thick black branch slanting upwards and piercing his heart from the back.

One of his hands fell down, but his right hand covered his chest. From the gaps between his fingers to the bottom, the dripping blood had already solidified into icicles of varying lengths. Just by looking at the deep and light red, one could tell how tragic the situation was at the time.

It was so tragic that he used all his strength at the moment of his death, causing the barren land to be covered with snow and wind, firmly isolating him from his final peace...

And a terrifying force that could kill him.

——He quietly turned into a monument of ice and snow in the depths of this unknown wilderness.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom, boom, boom! Huaiyu also subconsciously covered her chest, feeling her heart beating wildly out of control. She raised her eyes, her gaze fixed on the chest of this monument of ice and snow.

Because above the bright red bloodstains, in the middle of the fingers, a rose with green leaves, thin branches and light pink flowers was poking out from the pocket on the chest. Before it could sway in the wind, it was also frozen in time by the ice and snow.

At this moment, the surroundings were covered with snow, the center was absolutely peaceful, and the snow-white uniforms, the ice crystals reflecting the colorful halo, and the trace of blood and light red that could not be ignored...

Together, they depict Lin Xuefeng sleeping peacefully in the wilderness.

She stood there blankly, one hand raised in the air, feeling terrified and heartbroken. Her empty mind was now filled with a repetitive sentence:

"Thank you for the rose..."

"Thank you for the rose..."

"Thank you for the rose..."

The cheerful and gentle Lin Xuefeng who was tempted by the aroma of soybeans on that rainy night...

The next moment, Huaiyu finally took a deep breath and placed his palm on his chest.

She looked up, and Lin Xuefeng, who had his eyes and brows tightly closed, seemed to be able to sense her coming. The gaze from bottom to top made his face calm.

And look downward.

The rose was sealed by an extremely fragile layer of ice crystals, as if it was still carefully protecting its fragility and beauty before Lin Xuefeng's death.

When Huaiyu's hot palms carefully covered the pink flower, she soon felt her palms become wet.

——The ice is melting.

She withdrew her hand, not wanting to damage this quiet monument of ice and snow, but she saw something like spider silk underneath the edge of the slightly melted ice crystals.

This is……

Huaiyu subconsciously moved closer, her heart beating more and more wildly. When she once again placed her hot palm on the thin layer of ice, she finally saw clearly what those spider-web-like fine white lines were.

Those are the hairy roots of the rose.

Through the ice, one could clearly see the dense white roots extending from the base of the rose branch in his pocket, along the trail of blood, and then piercing into Lin Xuefeng's heart. (End of this chapter)