"I'm sorry? Haha... Why do you say sorry to me? Who do you think you are? Do you think I will accept your apology? What is your relationship with him? Humph, he can't be my second sister-in-law, right?
?!"
"Sister-in-law?" The deep disdain in the man's eyes stung me a little, and the strong self-esteem in my heart began to trouble me. "It's not that I thought he loved Huizhi so much, but I didn't expect to find a new love so soon!"
His eyes were like looking at a vixen who loves to seduce people, and he didn't even bother to look at me.
I think the "he" he is talking about must be a cool man. Who is Huizhi? But what is their relationship? It's true, after working for a long time, not only did not find anything valuable about historical relics, but I also found it out of nowhere.
I found such a big living treasure! So, I also took the photo
He yelled in such a bad temper: "Savage, you misunderstood. I am not your sister-in-law. I don't know that "him" of yours at all, let alone who Huizhi is." It feels like being misunderstood.
I felt uncomfortable, so I finished speaking in one breath and glared at the man.
"Go and pick up a bundle of dry branches for me." The man finally stopped talking nonsense, straightened up, and walked out on his own.
"What? Picking up branches? Why?"
"Go if I tell you to. I'm warning you, don't try to get close to me. Just stay here and light a fire for me. You can't leave even if I'm here today."
Have you made a mistake? Who do you think you are?! His words immediately made me feel uncomfortable. I couldn't help but retort: "You want to be beautiful, and I am not disrespectful when it comes to beauty.
I'll let you be my slave."
The man seemed not to have heard anything, and still strode forward, his shoes stepping on the thick withered grass, making the sound of crickets crunching. Although I was unhappy in every way, I still obeyed and ran into the woods.
He picked up some sticks one by one, ran into the hole unwillingly, and threw them at the man's feet.
"Go, light the fire." The man ordered coldly. He moved the branches to my eyes with his feet, and looked away. I didn't know what I was looking at!
To make a fire? I looked around him, trying to find some tools. However, except for stones, they were still stones. My eyes suddenly stopped on a gray stone. Do you want me to drill wood to make fire? So backward!
Thanks to his strong way of life, he survived. I got closer, carefully picked two big stones, lifted one and hit the other stone hard, and looked at it, but there was still no fire.
The sound made by the stone hurt my eardrums. It was buzzing...
"If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you deserve." The man in white gave him a push without mercy, and sat down among a group of stones. He randomly picked up two small stones and bumped them against a wooden branch twice. A puff of black smoke immediately came out.
came out.
I opened my eyes wide, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that the two stones actually caused the branches to burst into flames. Sparks slowly ignited little by little, and a flame slowly flashed. Seeing all this with my own eyes, I couldn't help shouting: "Too
It’s amazing, there’s really fire!”
The man looked at me strangely like an alien, his cold eyes squinting, as if I was artificial and annoying.
"Go and catch some fish." The man didn't even raise his head, his tone was very normal.
Shrimp? Catch fish? What the hell is this!
"Are you mistaken? I am not a fisherman." I had to reiterate this point and looked at him with wide eyes.
"What? The woman he sent is so stupid that she can't even catch fish." The man snorted coldly, his eyes filled with contempt.
"Yes, who says I'm stupid? I just don't know where the pond is." I wanted to shirk it, but after he said this, I started to speak arrogantly.
"Exit the cave and turn left. As long as you have normal vision, you can see a huge pond." The man surprisingly said so many words to me in one breath.
This...now that I have said it out loud, I can't shoot myself in the foot now.
I was extremely helpless, so I had no choice but to shrug my head and walk out dejectedly.
Turn left? Is this considered a pond? At most, it’s a small stream. It’s about 30 meters long and shallow and deep. I don’t know where it flows. A narrow ditch runs across the center. It has a unique style of flowing water under a small bridge.
.
"Why are you still standing there? Get down." The man came up behind me at some point and ordered in a deep voice, like a landlord.
"You are my god. Oh, just go down. Don't be like a ghost and stand behind others." I really wonder if this person is the reincarnation of Huang Shiren! He can be harsh and bossy enough.
I glared at him, staring unwillingly... Deliberately taking a heavy step, I walked to the green grass beside the stream, casually took off my shoes and socks, lifted up my skirt, tied up my trouser legs, and jumped off in one fell swoop.
creek.
Wow, I forgot, it is the twelfth lunar month of winter now, the water is as ice-cold as groundwater pulled up from a deep well, the river gently flows over my calves, flowing gently, it feels very strange.
"I asked you to catch fish, not to play in the water." The man in white stood by the river like a supervisor at a construction site, with his arms folded, and shouted at me.
Damn it, miss, I've endured this for so long, but now I'm not willing to do this to you. So, I didn't bother to talk to him, and walked forward deeper. The water under my feet began to become more and more heavy, pulling me away.
Push forward.
"Be careful! Don't go forward." The man shouted loudly and finally drowned in the water.
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"What's going on?" I opened my eyes, and there was a fire flashing in front of me. The man in white sat solemnly opposite me, lowering his head and playing with the firewood.
The man seemed not to hear anything and continued to play with the firewood in his hand.
"Where are my clothes? You! You!" I lowered my head and looked at my body, only to realize that at some point, my clothes had been changed.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you. Just dry your clothes." The man in white said a long sentence.
"Oh." It seemed that I was just being sentimental and it was just a fantasy. I took the clothes sheepishly and roasted them on the fire. The man didn't say a word. Two flames danced clearly in his black eyes.
"Here you go." A grilled fish suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
"Fish? Did you catch it?" I looked at the still cold man ecstatically, my face full of gratitude. I happily grilled the fish, thinking in my heart, although this man doesn't look like much on the outside, he doesn't feel like anything at all in his heart.
Not bad.
So the two of us started eating by ourselves, and the atmosphere remained silent and quiet. When I finished eating the fifth fish, I finally couldn't help but ask: "Do you eat this every day?"
"Yeah" the man simply responded as an answer.
I looked at the man hesitantly. He was about in his early twenties, but his young eyes had a hint of maturity that did not match his age. His handsome face looked pale, but there was a trace of worldly experience mixed with it.
"That, that." I held the clothes in my hands and moved slightly closer to him.
"If you have anything to say, just say it." The man still buried his head, his tone full of impatience.
"That's what you asked me to say. If I say something wrong, don't blame me!" Seeing that the man didn't respond, I had to gather my courage and slowly asked: "Can I know what the relationship between you and "him" is?"
Or why are you locked up here?"
The man's expressionless face finally showed some changes. He was stunned for a moment, then looked at me silently for a long time, and finally, as if to protect his fragile self-esteem, he suddenly shouted: "You have
Who are you to ask this?" His eyes were red and veins popped out on his forehead.
"Hey, why are you like this? I just care about you, do you need to treat me like an enemy? If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. I don't have time to know, huh." I was suddenly yelled at by him,
All the gratitude I had just felt disappeared into thin air, my eyes suddenly became moist, and I felt so aggrieved that I couldn't help but walk away, hid aside, and secretly wiped my tears.
The man seemed to feel that his words were too harsh and looked over at me. Seeing that I was avoiding wiping my tears, he softened his cold voice and asked, "How do you know him?"
I swore that I must be a bitch. As soon as the man spoke in a nice tone, I approached him very spinelessly. Then I put on a curious face and replied obediently: "Actually, I don't know him at all. It's just that I don't know him at all."
I was homeless, so I relied on him. He and I only knew each other for a day at most."
"Really?" The man's expression also relaxed, and he seemed to have some trust in me.
"I swear, if I lie about half of my words about beauty, I will die and be struck by lightning..." I uttered a long list of vows, and my silly look made the man amused.