The two rolled down the steep slope of the cliff. Before the pain could be transmitted from the brain to the wound, they encountered a new collision. They relied on instinct to grab everything they could around them. Ling Huan reacted quickly, she
His left hand luckily caught a branch growing in the crevice of the cliff, while his right hand
She happened to grasp Mi Yin's wrist with great precision. This surprised Ling Huan herself, because she thought she couldn't do this - she went to catch another person who was rolling with her, and she happened to catch him.
Wrist. This movement is like her hand, reacting faster than her eyes and brain.
She lowered her head to ensure that Miyin was still safe. Gravel and dust fell down the steep cliff. Miyin shook his face like a cat, shaking off the sand and dust. Both of them were dirty, and their clothes were dirty.
and hair are messed up, and
There were a few scratches. But luckily Ling Huan re-tied the small bundle and it was still hanging on her body. Miyin looked up at her and suddenly felt that this scene was strangely familiar. But at that time, she was above
The one who reaches out.
"That little bastard!!"
Miyin was about to be overwhelmed by anger. When her life was at stake, she realized that she still had the ability to be so angry.
Ling Quan looked up. They were still several feet away from the top of the cliff. What he was holding in his hand was a stem of an unknown plant that had dried up and lost water. Fortunately, in order to survive in such a dangerous place, it had dug its roots deep into the ground.
It is stuck in the cliff and breaks through the rocks. In order to withstand the strong wind in the mountain, its branches are very tough after death. But how long can the branches last?
There seemed to be small thorns on the shaft, which were embedded in Ling Huan's left hand. It hurt and itched even if she adjusted the strength of her hand. Her right hand was more powerful than her left hand, and Mi Yin could even see the veins in her hand.
The lines on her hand were darker, almost black, and looked a bit scary. It was such a scary hand that grabbed her and gave her a glimmer of hope to live.
A Miao's voice above seemed weak due to the distance, although it sounded like she must have tried her best.
Miyin looked back at the shamisen she was carrying. There should be some bumps, but since Amiao was still alive, the damage probably wasn't serious. She also shouted upwards with all her strength:
"Go find someone quickly! Hurry--"
Amiao suddenly disappeared. She must have understood Miyin's words. Although it is not easy to save one's life, this long suffering is not a bigger challenge. Miyin's hand was squeezed hard.
It hurts, but this position no longer allows her to hold Ling Huan in the opposite direction.
She had no choice but to let herself hang like this. Coupled with her own gravity, her skin, flesh, muscles and bones were numb before long and she could no longer feel anything. The time was too long, and every heartbeat and every breath she endured was counted.
It's a small victory.
"how so……"
After a long time, Ye Lingquan finally let out a sad sigh. But now it was useless no matter what she thought about. She then said: "We will be fine." I don't know whether she was comforting Miyin or herself. She even said
She didn't lower her head to look down. Tears welled up in Ling Huan's eyes, but she couldn't even free up a hand to wipe them. She couldn't cry yet.
Miyin has been looking around to see if there is any place to stay, but unfortunately there is not. Although the cliff is uneven, it has been polished smooth by wind and rain, making it almost impossible for people to climb on it with only four limbs. Moreover, they are far away from the cliff.
There is still a short distance, even if the sound is passed by, if you are not careful, you will miss. Ye Linghua was thinking, if this plant
It would be nice if the object was born closer, so that maybe with the strength of his right arm, he could throw Miyin up and let her pull him up. Although it sounds a bit fanciful, Ling Huan feels that he can really do it.
.But this distance is too far, not to mention that the remains of this plant have temporarily saved their lives, so what else can we expect it to do.
I don’t know how long it took.
The strength is drying up little by little. Is the spring sun so fierce? They feel that their close-fitting clothes have stuck to their bodies, and the sun is shining directly on them. Is it noon now? It has been almost an hour or two since Amiao left.
, why haven’t you called someone over yet? But none of them dared to ask these questions, because everyone
The topics seemed to point to pessimistic answers until the end. "Someone will come to save us soon" "We will definitely be able to go up" "Just hold on for a while"... These words were said over and over again, but each sentence was just
After a brief moment of hope, they were met with a deeper disappointment. In the end, they stopped talking at all.
There was no feeling in his whole body, and Ling Huan held on to Mi Yin's wrist with all his will. It might have been dislocated, but the cry of pain did not help. Ling Huan was very scared, afraid that she would lose strength if she was not careful. She almost
I couldn't feel my hands exerting force anymore, and the places where their skins touched seemed to blend into one.
The sun moved a little, and Ling Huan noticed that the shadow of the dead stem had shifted, but not too long. She felt very tired, and all her strength was evaporated in the sun. Occasionally, there was a breeze or the graceful sound of a bird.
She screamed, filled with a strong sense of sleepiness. She really yawned, tears fell down her cheeks, and she didn't even think about wiping them. At this moment, she suddenly felt that her right hand was empty, and she immediately grasped it again.
"ah!"
A short scream came from Miyin, and both of them were completely awake. Ye Lingquan's heartbeat accelerated, and the rhythmic drumbeats echoed in his eardrums. What happened just now? She almost fell asleep? It was a joke... This
How could she be sleepy at such a time? She apologized to Miyin repeatedly, but Miyin did not speak. She could understand it to some extent. After all, energy consumption is inevitable. Without food and water, the only way the body can
The way to suppress consumption and restore energy is to sleep, even if it is noon. But the last thing they can do now is sleep. If they close their eyes for a little longer, they will worry that their thoughts will escape reality and completely let go of this only life-saving straw.
Ling Huan felt scared because of her laxity - if something happened before the miracle that saved them came, she might never be able to forgive herself in her life.
But they don't know if they can persist until a miracle happens.
The sun was no longer directly above her head, but the heat remained unabated. Ling Quan began to have tinnitus - the continuous buzzing sounds were trying to cut off her rational defense line. But she couldn't, she knew very well that the grasshopper on the rope was
There are two, and she can't harm another person because of her own mistakes. In fact, Xue Miyin didn't dare to speak because she didn't know what Ling Huan was thinking.
She has always been a kind person...always. But how precious is kindness? Everything can only prove its value after going through a test, and now, at this moment, this is a test - a test of human nature. Xue Mi
Yin didn't want to ask for anything, because she knew very well that if she was the one above, she might not be able to hold on for long.
If it were her, she would save Ling Quan, just like last time. She would hold her hand tightly...
Then what?
Can she hold on to a moment, an hour, or a whole day?
She can't guarantee it, and it has nothing to do with endurance. And everything is based on the premise that she is in a safe position. Is a burning house considered safe? Of course not, but it is not urgent, and she is still willing to reach out. This is a
A kind of feedback, a kind of repayment, a kind of recognition - it belongs only to the greatest degree of kindness that Miyin can give to "good people". Now there is no hope for this kind of thing.
Things with no end in sight... She's not good at persevering. To be honest, if she really stayed in Ling Huan's position, she might have given up long ago. She was left alone, and she still had hope of living, and she could still make people
She persisted for a long time. But what about now? The person who was caught was nothing more than a burden. As long as Ling Huan's brain was not dehydrated by the warm spring sun, she would not persist.
…What if she could?
Xue Miyin couldn't believe that there were such stupid good people in the world. The end result of this would probably be that both of them fell off the cliff and neither of them survived. But if it really happened - she would be very touched.
The fact that Ye Lingquan had been holding her hand tightly made Xue Miyin regret not leaving without permission with her old friend.
But……
But--
Amidst the ringing in the ears that never went away, there was a whisper that was close at hand.
"Let go," the voice said to Ling Huan, "let go."
No, absolutely impossible. Ye Lingquan suddenly grasped Miyin's hand tighter, making the already numb latter realize that he still had some pain left. But the voice was so close, so unquestionable.
"Let go. Then I will live."
I will live.
Ye Lingyu didn't know why this happened. She realized that the sound did not come into her ears from the outside world, but came from within her own body. She couldn't believe it, she had never thought so - but the sound just appeared.
, but she didn’t know why.
But soon, she realized the problem.
Her right hand began to shake uncontrollably.
She knew very well that the sound did not come from the independent consciousness of her right arm, but a thought that surged in her heart. However, this thought was not spontaneous. If this part of the limb was not out of control, she would not think so at all... At least she
I think so. However, the power of the right hand is so powerful that even the will of the brain cannot stop its movement. The muscles on the arm are trembling, and each finger is exerting force outward, like a seedling trying to break through the ground and grow.
"You, what are you doing?" Miyin's voice changed a little, "You want to let go, don't you?"
"No! I don't want to, I won't let go. How could I - I won't let go!"
Xue Miyin's upward eyes were so sharp, full of desire to live and unbelievable confusion. She originally believed it too - believed that Ye Linghuan would not let go. It was only for an hour or two... maybe
She was really tired. But if she admitted that she had no strength and then let go, Xue Miyin would feel better.
Don't make promises you can't keep...just like those people.
The voices have been surging in Ling Huan's mind, and they have been woven into an independent consciousness, rooted in her mind. This consciousness said: If you let go now, you still have the strength to climb up, sit on the branches, and wait for others.
Save you; if you continue to waste your energy pointlessly like this, you will both die.
Ling Huan kept shaking her head, her left arm holding the branch shook a little, and blood overflowed between her fingers. But she didn't care about this. All her attention was focused on her right hand to prevent it from acting on its own and losing control.
