When he arrived at the wooden house, Mushen looked around. They were two connected rooms. The outside room had a wooden table and some sundries. It should be a place for eating.
There is a wooden bed inside, as well as some sticks, firewood, grass and the like.
It was probably after the house was abandoned that it was used to store firewood and farm equipment.
There was a miscellaneous pile of farm work equipment in the house. God Musi rummaged through it and found a brazier and two hoes.
Yan Xuewei stood in front of the door with her arms tightly folded, frowning at the heavy rain outside. When Mu Sishen came out, he saw her lost look.
He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, her eyebrows and eyes were full of sadness, she seemed to be worried about something.
He really wanted to walk over, hold her tightly in his arms, and tell her his thoughts and love for her.
However, he cannot do this now.
Yan Xuewei doesn't remember him, he has nothing special about her.
"Look what I found?"
Mu Sishen's voice successfully brought Yan Xuewei back from her thoughts.
"What are you doing with these things?" Yan Xuewei said expressionlessly.
After meeting Yan Xuewei this time, her image has been indifferent, and she usually has no expression when facing him.
Yan Xuewei was not like this before. She loved to talk and laugh, and had a gentle personality.
He didn't know what kind of trauma she had suffered to become like this, so every time he saw Yan Xuewei's expressionless face, his heart felt like being pricked with needles.
"Have you ever been camping?" Mushen asked without answering her.
Yan Xuewei shook her head.
Mu Sishen placed the basin close to the window. He went into the house and brought out some hay and firewood. When Yan Xuewei was confused, he took out a lighter and lit the hay.
After a while, they had a small brazier.
Suddenly the damp and cold room became warm.
"Looking at the situation outside, it will probably rain for a long time. My mobile phone has no signal now. We have to wait for the rain to stop before we leave here."
The rain came and fell quickly. There was no signal on the mobile phone and the car was about to run out of gas. If they drove forward rashly, the situation would be even more dangerous.
It's better to rest here and wait for the rain to pass before leaving.
Mu Sishen squatted in front of the fire pot and broke off some more branches. A trace of surprise flashed in Yan Xuewei's eyes, but then she became calm again.
Yan Xuewei said nothing, and Mu Sishen said nothing more.
He went into the house and picked up the hay several times. He made the hay smooth and thick and spread it against the wall.
They will use it when they have a rest at night.
After Mu Sishen finished doing this, he said to Yan Xuewei, "I'll go to the car to see if there is water."
After saying that, he ran out without waiting for Yan Xuewei to respond.
When he ran out, the cold wind suddenly rushed in, and Yan Xuewei sneezed twice in a row.
She stood motionless, but after three or four minutes, Musshen still hadn't come back.
It's just to get water. If it's available in the car, take it. If it's not available, come back. Why hasn't he come back yet?
Yan Xuewei opened the door, and heavy raindrops were falling. As soon as she opened the door, the rain began to pour into the house.
Yan Xuewei wiped the rain off her face and saw Mu Sishen carrying something in his hands.
Musshen not only found water in the car, but also food, bread, ham, and a cold roast chicken.
Mu Sishen moved the things, with a bit of excitement on his handsome face, "We are lucky."
Yan Xuewei glanced at him and saw that she was soaked, but she was lucky.
Mu Sishen put down the food, handed Yan Xuewei a bottle of water, and began to take off his clothes.
Because Country Y is located in a coastal area, winter is cloudy and cold. It rains in places close to the sea and snows in places far away from the sea.
Now Musi God felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, his body was almost frozen.
He took off his woolen sweater, mended shirt, leather shoes, and trousers.
Yan Xuewei quickly turned her head when she saw this.
Mu Sishen gathered in front of the fire pot to wring the water from his clothes. As "strangers", it was a bit rude for him to do this. "Xuewei, it's too cold. I can't stand the cold. I have to bake my clothes as soon as possible."
Dry."
"Um."
Yan Xuewei responded to him lightly.
"Xuewei, come here and bake your coat. You'll need it at night. The temperature here will drop at night. The temperature is below zero, and you can't heat it up with just a brazier.
"Will it keep raining?"
"It depends on the situation. After it rains and the road is icy, it will be more difficult to walk. We have to do the things right now to avoid suffering after dark."
"oh."
Hearing this, Yan Xuewei came over and took off the Musi God's coat. The clothes on her body were very thin and only had a skirt.
When Yan Xuewei sat next to him, he saw her hands that were red from the cold.
That damn bastard didn't even let her wear any thick clothes when he kidnapped her.
Mu Sishen was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs, and Yan Xuewei subconsciously kept a distance from him.
Just as she was about to move, she sneezed twice in succession, and mucus flowed from her nose.
She got cold.
"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?" Seeing this, Mu Sishen hurriedly stretched out his hand to touch her forehead.
"I'm fine." Yan Xuewei moved away from him.
Mu Sishen felt particularly unhappy. Yan Xuewei's mood was a little low after entering the wooden house, and her face looked bad. It turned out that she was not feeling well.
At this time, her face was a little flushed, and she was afraid she might have a fever.
At this time, we can't let her have her way.
"Xuewei, we are now in the wilderness, and even the slightest injury or illness may be dangerous." Mu Sishen said to her.
"I'm fine." Yan Xuewei said again.
"Sit over here and keep yourself warm by the fire, otherwise you'll faint in a while, and we'll be alone, and I won't be able to explain."
"What?" Yan Xuewei immediately frowned. Did he think she was a burden? "Mr. Mu, just take care of yourself. I'm so cruel."
"I'm telling you the truth. Do you feel hot and cold now, and your head feels a little heavy?"
"You..." How did he know his current symptoms? She had caught a cold when she was in the factory, and now that she was so aroused by the rain, she couldn't resist it all of a sudden.
No matter how strong her character is, her body is still weak.
"If you don't want to get sick, just listen to me."
Mu Sishen looked serious when he said it, and didn't look like someone who was trying to steal something for personal gain.
There was no need for Yan Xuewei to fight against her body. She leaned closer to him and closer to the brazier.
Mu Sishen put his clothes on the hoe. He took the coat from Yan Xuewei's hand and said, "I'll bake the clothes. You try to keep yourself warm."
"Um."
Next, Mu Sishen concentrated on baking the clothes, while Yan Xuewei stretched out her hands to warm the fire, and she sneezed from time to time.
Mu Sishen's eyebrows knitted together, and he wished he could go up and warm her up.
Wool is big
The coat was thick and could repel some water. After Mu Sishen dried the moisture outside, he wrapped the coat around Yan Xuewei's body.
"I don't want it, you wear it." Yan Xuewei saw that he was naked and refused directly.
However, the refusal was ineffective, and Mushen wrapped his coat around her body without saying a word.
After wrapping herself in the coat, the heat from the clothes made Yan Xuewei feel particularly comfortable.
Mu Sishen took the pants over and put them on.
His shirt was not dry, so he simply stayed naked.
He continued to bake clothes while Yan Xuewei couldn't sit still. She felt dizzy.
"I want to lie down for a while." Yan Xuewei's voice suddenly softened due to her physical weakness.
Hearing this voice, Mushen's eyes suddenly became hot.
His Xuewei used to have this soft tone.
Mushen tried hard to control his emotions and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Yan Xuewei nodded.
Mu Sishen stood up and helped her up. Just as the saying goes that illness comes like a mountain, Yan Xuewei felt light-headed and light-headed, and her whole body hurt as if she had been stabbed by needles.
She leaned weakly in the arms of God Musi, who carried her to the hay.
She lay on the hay, with her coat covering it. Her feet were still bare, so Musi covered her feet with hay.
Yan Xuewei crossed her arms over her chest, shivering from the cold.
Mushen went into the house again, rummaged around for a while and found two more pots.
He filled the two pots with hay and wooden branches and placed them in a safe place at Yan Xuewei's feet.
At this time, there were three fire pots in the cabin, and the temperature had risen a lot.
Yan Xuewei was lying on her back, she was no longer cold and her eyes were closed tightly.
There are no antipyretics now, so we can only artificially make her feverish and sweat.
Mu Sishen thought for a long time, then he picked up Yan Xuewei, took off the skirt she was wearing, and put the skirt underneath her. He took off his pants and lay down with her in his arms.
Mu Sishen finally knew why she was cold. Her body was as cold as a small ice cellar.
And he was like a little sun, with warmth all over his body. The two of them were naked next to each other, and Yan Xuewei subconsciously looked for the source of heat and moved closer.
Her cheek rested on his warm chest, and her frown suddenly relieved.
She put her cold little hands on his stomach, and it warmed him up in a short time. Her little feet were not honest, so they found a warm place and crawled between his legs.
Her little feet were cold and slippery, which suddenly made Mushen feel a little distraught.
Since Yan Xuewei was away, he had never touched a woman again. For two years, he had become a man of few desires and was no longer interested in anything between men and women.
It was Yan Xuewei again, setting fire to him again.
Yan Xuewei lit fires everywhere like this, making his body hotter and hotter, and Yan Xuewei pressed closer to him.
Mu Sishen gritted his teeth, suppressed the desire in his heart, held her tightly in his arms, and took advantage of this opportunity to warm her up and wait for her to sweat.
The heavy rain outside was still falling, and the wood in the brazier was also crackling and burning.
At this time, Mu Sishen could no longer tolerate anyone else in his heart, and only Yan Xuewei was left in his heart.
He thanked God for allowing Yan Xuewei to appear by his side again; he begged God to allow him and Yan Xuewei to achieve positive results.
In the end, Mu Sishen couldn't hold it back, and he gently kissed her on the forehead.