After walking a few steps, Little Moon suddenly looked back.
Yue Xiuyan's heart tightened in the snowdrift. Did she finally find him?
But soon, his passion completely cooled down.
Little Moon looked at the fallen painting not far away and said to Shen Ge: "The painting is still there!"
Shen Ge was angry and funny: "You still have time to worry about that! The painting is already wet, just go back and paint another one!"
After saying that, he hugged Little Moon and left.
Little Moon glanced at the painting with some reluctance, then turned her head and leaned into Shen Ge's arms.
Yue Xiuyan didn't come back to her senses for a long, long time.
Being so close, she saw the painting but not him.
She still remembers, does he exist in this world?
Yue Xiuyan suddenly felt very cold. In the past few days, he had been frozen in the ice and snow for several days. He had never been so cold. Only at this moment, he felt that his heart was frozen, so cold.
Stiff and stiff, so stiff that you can't even knock it open.
His mind suddenly went blank, and his vision was a little blurry. He suddenly felt that the moment just now might have been just a temporary hallucination. In fact, nothing happened, and nothing ever happened.
A strong wind suddenly blew down the easel not far away, and the painting fluttered and fell in front of Yue Xiuyan.
He looked at the girl with a smile like a flower in the painting, and it was very clear at one moment, and very blurry at the other.
He seemed to be in a dream, but at this moment, he felt so cold and real.
My vision became increasingly blurry, gradually blurring into darkness.
He seemed to be awake, but also seemed to be in a coma.
However, he felt like he couldn't see anything.
At that moment, he suddenly thought that he might not really see anything, and that everything was just his hallucination.
He wanted to fall asleep deeply, but he didn't know why, but he couldn't fall asleep.
The surroundings were so cold that it felt like he was frozen in an ice cellar. His blood was so cold that it almost solidified.
Time passed like this little by little, and he didn't know how long it took. He suddenly felt a touch of warmth, but before he could catch it, it turned into biting coldness again.
Cold, really, really cold.
"The moon repairs the face? The moon repairs the face!"
Who is calling him?
Ji Wuhen wiped Yue Xiuyan's face with warm water, pinched his mouth and threw the pills in, fed him some water, and then applied ointment on his lips.
His lips were horribly cracked by the cold, and his entire face was bruised and purple, like a ghost. If he hadn't been so familiar, Ji Wuhen wouldn't have recognized him.
"How is he? Is he still alive? How pitiful!" A female voice lamented.
Ji Wuhen nodded: "He's still alive. He suffered some internal injuries and serious external injuries. He was also frozen for a long time. I'm afraid it will take some time to recover."
"Ah, let's do this, you guys come back to my house with me! My grandpa is the only one at home, so you go and live there for a while. However, my house is a little far away from here, and we still have to walk for a week! He
Can you hold on?" the female voice said worriedly.
"It's okay for now. I really want to thank you for this, girl. If she hadn't discovered him in time, he might have died. We will definitely repay you for your kindness in the future." Ji Wuhen said gratefully.
He saw Yue Xiuyan who was frozen into this ghostly state in the woods, and it was this girl who saved him.