When Huaiyu climbed up the crack in the ground with a headlamp, her whole body was still wet - her dry clothes were still in her bag, but she no longer had the strength to change them. She was able to climb back only thanks to her perseverance.

The headlamp was dim and almost out of power. At this moment, she lay on the cold ground and took a few breaths. Without saying a word, she shouted, "Brother Zhou Qian..."

Her throat was hoarse and dry, she cleared it and shouted again -

"Brother Zhou Qian!"

The passage to the underground river was not on the riverside where Zhou Qian could observe the situation on the other side, but he had been nervous since he saw the sunflowers lined up at noon. Although he was still within the range of the tree, he was still worried.

At this moment, his keen hearing picked up Huai Yu's voice. After being stunned for a moment, he started the car without hesitation and turned back to the narrow crevice in the underground cave.

And there, Huaiyu just stuck out his head with a red helmet like a gopher.

"Brother Zhou Qian! Come here quickly!"

Her cheeks were blue and her body was shaking as she spoke. Her wet clothes could still hold up in the underground river, but as soon as she climbed out and was blown by the cold wind, she immediately felt unbearably cold.

She gasped and let Zhou Qian pull her out. At this moment, she was held in his arms and stuffed into the car. She told him tremblingly: "Lin Xuefeng... I brought... him back... downstairs... the ice has melted a little..."

"I know! The thermal blanket is here, take off your clothes and get into bed first! I'll boil some water for you when I get home!"

Zhou Qian saw Huai Yu nod and closed the car door, then he took the tools and came to the narrow cave entrance.

The eggshell knife and the huge hammer could easily break the stones supporting the door, making the space wider. He also put on a new headlamp before going in.

This is a rocky beach.

Only by walking further inside can you see the deep and slow underground river in front of you. Under the reflection of the light, it seems like a deep and unknown place. It is really chilling to face all of this alone in the dark underground.

And right on the shore - Huaiyu no longer had the strength to drag Lin Xuefeng ashore. At this moment, the huge ice sculpture tightly wrapped by vines was still in the water on the shore.

Zhou Qian hurried over.

Walking in the underground river with huge blocks of ice was not entirely burdensome, so she walked for more than four hours. At this moment, the ice used for pulling had melted into the water, and no trace could be seen.

After unwrapping the vines, Zhou Qian saw the silver thermal insulation cotton inside. He reached out and touched it, and found that the ice layer protecting Lin Xuefeng was already melting.

This is normal. After all, the water level in the underground river is above zero. Lin Xuefeng was soaked in it. The thermal insulation cotton was not seamless, so it was expected that it would melt.

But precisely because of this, Huaiyu simply gave up the idea of ​​moving the things by herself - without ice to reduce friction, she would not be able to lift these several hundred kilograms at all.

Zhou Qian acted decisively and without saying a word, he untied the soaked vines and the thermal insulation cotton, allowing the melted ice water to slowly flow into the pile of stones.

Under the light of the headlights, he was also a little dazed.

Because Lin Xuefeng, who was lying there, looked pale and his eyes were calm... as if he was in a long sleep, not dead at all.

But as long as you move your eyes downwards, you can see the hideous black branch on his chest, the crimson marks, and the rose flower that was drooping due to blisters.

No wonder Huai Yu said before that this state was difficult to describe, because even at this moment, even though he could no longer sense Lin Xuefeng's breathing, he couldn't bear to conclude that he was dead.

He carefully avoided the hideous wound that he didn't even dare to remove the murder weapon from. At this moment, he sighed and could only wrap himself with thermal cotton again, then carefully placed the vines under him and moved outside cautiously.

As for whether this bumpy ride would make matters worse... they had no other choice.

It only took ten minutes to get down, but it took Zhou Qian more than half an hour to bring Lin Xuefeng up!

He was sweating all over. He carefully put Lin Xuefeng on the ground beside him. He turned around and saw the door of the carriage opened. Huai Yu, whose cheeks were still pale but had changed into dry clothes, walked out: "Brother Zhou Qian, should we freeze him and take him back directly, or put him in the tree cocoon?"

Zhou Qian frowned: "Put on the scarf - and then freeze? How to freeze? Pour hot water on it and let the cold wind blow it all night?"

Huaiyu also reacted and smiled at this moment: "Then I will pull out the tree cocoon."

"I'll do it!" Zhou Qian stopped her: "You take a rest, I'll clean up - go back to bed, I'll boil some water later and bring it in so you can get up and take a hot bath."

"fine."

Huaiyu shook her head, but in fact she had been shaking in the quilt for a long time, but there was still not a trace of heat on her body and the soles of her feet were frozen. Now that she put on her clothes and moved around, it was not so unbearable.

What's more, this little bit of time is not a big deal.

Zhou Qian had already gone to the upper level to pull the tree cocoon swiftly, and she opened the thermal insulation cotton. After a long time, she finally saw Lin Xuefeng's appearance again.

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

Looking at him through the ice, I always felt that he was in pain and quiet.

But now that we were in close contact, his pale brows were still calm, but his expression didn't seem as painful anymore.

Huaiyu didn't know if it was an illusion, she curiously stretched out her fingers to touch his eyes - under his eyelids, his eyeballs didn't move at all, but were cold and slightly soft, like a living person.

The cheek was also cold and bloodless, but soft to the touch. Huaiyu poked it carefully.

However, his eyelashes were very thick, and he was still unaware when Huaiyu's fingers gently touched them.

It's like facing Sleeping Beauty.

This... should still be alive, right? "Lin Xuefeng! You must be alive."

Huaiyu looked at him expectantly, and said sincerely at this moment: "I really tried my best. I did everything I could... You have to work harder too."

She looked at Zhou Qian who was looking for a place for the tree cocoon, and then whispered: "If you really can't survive, and it's too tiring and hard, then it's okay to give up. I'll take you back to the Rose Corridor. You can sleep deep under the soil, accompanied by flowers, which is also very romantic."

"We will all be there in the future, decades from now."

After living alone for a few months, she was able to accept the inevitable separation. Even when she said this, the hope and expectation in her tone still carried a beautiful flavor.

It seems that whether she survives or not, it is as romantic as she said.

Lin Xuefeng lay there quietly, with handsome features and a peaceful look.

Like the pines in the mountains, the moon in the world. (End of this chapter)