Qin Yiling didn't expect that this man was still reading his nickname at this time.
She really didn't remember the crossing when she was three years old.
But he remembered that fifteen years, not one or two years, how old he was at that time, but he was just a child.
But in these long years, he still remembered the meeting and himself.
No matter what they had experienced together, she was very moved just by his persistent intention.
Hearing the soft and sweet voice again, Yan Ze vaguely felt that he was not dreaming.
Is that her?
Is dodo here?
Yan Ze endured the pain on his body, ignored his dizzy head, struggled desperately, and wanted to open his eyes.
Qin Yiling saw Yan Ze's eyes turn and shouted in surprise, "Yan Ze, I'm Duoduo. Can you hear me?"
Yan Ze opened his eyes faintly. He wanted to have a clear look to see if his many came. However, his chaotic brain blurred his sight.
He could only vaguely see a rough outline of a woman with a small face of melon seeds.
Yan Ze's heart trembled. He had a lot of melon seeds. He was very cute and good-looking. He smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes.
"Duoduo ~"
Seeing that he opened his eyes, Qin Yiling replied happily, "I'm here. How do you feel?"
Hearing the other party's response, Yan Ze's corners of his mouth ticked. Is his Duoduo really coming?
Is he really not dreaming?
Did he finally wait for her?
If it is a dream, he hopes that the dream will never wake up
Yan Ze wanted to speak to her, but his brain became more and more dizzy and his consciousness became more and more blurred. Gradually, he closed his eyes powerlessly and completely fainted.
Qin Yiling was feeling happy. The next second, he saw the other party close his eyes again. His head tilted and fainted.
"Yan Ze! Yan Ze!"
Qin Yiling was anxious and even called several times, but the other party didn't respond. Looking at this, it is estimated that he may be in a coma.
She looked around, saw the surrounding terrain, and threw her suitcase on the haystack.
Then she tried her best to drag Yan Ze's clothes and drag him from the gully to the grass.
He has a wound on his body. If he stays in the water for a long time, he will definitely be infected. At that time, small problems will become big problems.
Qin Yiling wiped the sweat on her forehead. Although her strength was not small, it was still difficult to drag a man who was about one meter tall and strong.
Looking at his completely soaked clothes, she directly took off. These clothes had been wet with blood, and it was easy to catch cold.
She doesn't feel embarrassed or embarrassed. It's her person anyway!
Qin Yiling didn't stop until there was only a pair of boxers left.
Then she took a Swiss knife and harvested a lot of withered grass and spread it on the grass. She rolled Yan Ze and let him lie on the withered grass. Withered grass is better than wet grass.
He needs warmth!
She immediately turned out her clothes and covered him. He couldn't wear her clothes, so she had to make do with it.
But she has to make a fire as soon as possible!
Not to mention that the injured person needs to keep warm, even her healthy person also needs to keep warm.