When Su Ziqi was worried, Leng Chenfeng stirred, and she was still mumbling something.
"Mom, don't go, don't leave me..." Leng Chenfeng, who was in a coma, had a look of pain on his face, as if something bad had happened to him, and his hands were dancing in the air as if he was trying to catch something.
Su Ziqi grabbed his erratic hand and comforted him gently in his ear, "It's okay, you will be fine."
As if he felt that someone was accompanying him, Leng Chenfeng slowly calmed down, his frown relaxed, and he fell asleep quietly.
After a while, feeling that he had calmed down, Su Ziqi gently placed him on the beach, covered him with her coat, and then limped toward the woods.
Fortunately, it rained today, and there was still some rainwater on the leaves. With a smile, she picked a big, round leaf and caught the rainwater.
Returning to him, I touched Leng Chenfeng's forehead. It was still so hot. I didn't want to do it. I had to try other methods.
She did not hesitate to tear off a strip of cloth from her skirt, wet it and put it on his forehead, hoping that this would cool him down and prevent his death.
"Cold, so cold..." Suddenly, Leng Chenfeng, who was lying on the beach, shivered all over and curled up slightly to reduce the loss of heat.
Su Ziqi, who had been taking care of him, quickly came to his side, took his hand and rubbed it back and forth, trying to bring him some warmth.
Feeling the warmth, Leng Chenfeng, craving for heat, threw her down and held her tightly in his arms. It seemed that only her body temperature could drive away his coldness.
Being hugged so tightly by him, Su Ziqi had difficulty breathing. She smiled slightly, put her arms around his waist, and took a rest.
"There seems to be someone there, old man." Early the next morning, an elderly couple went out to sea for fishing. They accidentally saw a flickering spark on an isolated island. Out of curiosity, they docked the boat.
It turned out that a man and woman were sleeping on the beach. Their clothes were extremely dirty. They looked like they had drifted here, but they never moved. The place was so deserted, and they were afraid that Su Ziqi and the others would not be able to endure it anymore and went west.
The two old men supported each other and approached them cautiously. They also stretched out their hands to check their breath. It was still hot, causing the couple to exclaim, "Old man, these two children are still alive because they may have had an accident."
That’s why I ended up here.”
After some discussion, the old couple decided to take the two of them away first. If they were really left in this place, someone might die.
It is said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. In order to accumulate virtue for their children, they brought Leng Chenfeng and Su Ziqi home and took good care of them.
"Where is this?" Su Ziqi was the first to wake up. She looked at her surroundings. There were some simple houses outside, but they were not the beach she and Leng Chenfeng brought.
Could it be that she is dead and this is where the King of Hell lives?
Too shabby?
Sitting up, I saw that apart from some simple furniture, there was nothing valuable in this room, not even basic household appliances.
The moment she turned her head, Su Ziqi saw Leng Chenfeng lying next to her. She didn't know how he was doing now, so she quickly reached out to explore his forehead.
Hey, it's not so hot anymore and my complexion is a little better. It should be nothing serious.