Without careful movement, Yan Hui slipped and fell heavily to the ground.
Tang Li also woke up. She opened her eyes with difficulty and looked at Yan Hui's face, which was red from the cold, and his body covered with a thick layer of snow. His eyelashes were frosted over.
"Yan Hui, if I die tonight, please help me go back to the capital and see my son, A Lu! Shen Qingxu is my brother; he can help you arrange your future. Don't give up."
“Your family has not abandoned you. They hope you can live well. They have placed all their hopes on you.”
Yan Hui stood up and quickly carried Tang Li on her back.
"Sister, instead of trying to persuade me with these words, you should persuade yourself instead. Only by persevering can we have hope. We'll be at the hospital soon."
This awful weather, freezing cold, and in this backward, desolate mountain village, we can't even borrow a car.
Tang Li was too weak to speak and simply lay limply on Yan Hui's back.
Everything from the past flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern.
The last vestige of her will told her that if she survived this time, she must live well from now on and not let herself down.
Life is really short, so be true to yourself.
After traversing a muddy mountain path, we finally reached a flat cement road.
However, when it snows or freezes on such a cement road, it becomes slippery and easier to fall.
Yan Hui's mind was in turmoil, and he felt that he could not see the end of this road hidden in the darkness.
Suddenly, he saw a light approaching from afar.
"Very good!"
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