The clouds stopped and Qingyu walked and rested in the woods until dawn.

"I'm so hungry. Senior, are you hungry?" Qingyu turned to ask him, her eyes bright.

"Hungry."

It's breakfast time, but the two people on the run have nothing to eat.

In TV dramas, people who live in the wild will always catch a rabbit, a bird or something to grill, and no matter how bad the situation is, they can also catch a fish.

But the reality is that for these two students, all food comes from cafeterias and restaurants.

Hunting?

That’s not a skill point that can be gained by simply swiping it.

Besides, where is the prey?

Except for the soft chirping of birds among the branches and leaves, not even a shadow of a living thing can be seen on the ground.

"It seems that I can't be a carnivore anymore, so I have to become a vegetarian." Qingyu's head turned up and down, looking for anything to eat.

She immediately found her target.

On the ground, at the roots of trees, a small umbrella-like mushroom grows from time to time.

"Senior, why don't we eat mushrooms? I remember that brightly colored mushrooms are poisonous, while dull colored mushrooms are not poisonous."

Tingyun: "..."

Qingyu had already bent down and pulled up a mushroom from the ground: "This mushroom looks so low-key, it must be edible, right?"

Tingyun rolled his eyes at her, stretched out his hand to take the mushroom from her hand, and threw it aside:

"How dare you use such an unreliable identification method? Amanita grows low-key, right? It's extremely poisonous!"

"That's it." Qingyu has never heard of amanita, but the senior must know a lot: "Then don't eat mushrooms, let's eat fruits."

Tingyun nodded: "Well, you have to eat the fruits you know. Don't pick the ones you haven't seen before."

There are many trees in the mountains and forests, but not many of them bear fruit that they recognize.

The two of them searched for a long time and picked a bunch of dates.

"It looks very sweet." Qingyu couldn't wait to drop one in his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, her eyebrows, eyes, and nose wrinkled together, and she trembled. She quickly lowered her head and spit out the dates:

"So sour! Is this a jujube? This is simply an assassin, here to kill the taste buds!"

Is it that sour?

Tingyun threw one into his mouth. In the next moment, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled. But he still insisted on swallowing the indescribably sour pulp.

Qingyu looked at him in surprise: "Senior, don't you feel sour? Are you having a dull sense of taste?"

"It feels sour. But we have nothing else to eat now, right?" Tingyun asked her.

Qingyu was speechless, looked down at the jujubes in his hand, and muttered: "Eating this kind of thing is simply an abuse of the taste buds."

Tingyun said calmly: "If you don't eat, it will be an abuse to your stomach. I don't know when I will find something else."

Hearing this, Qingyu slowly raised the jujube to her mouth and reluctantly threw it into her mouth, her little face wrinkled up again.

That way, he is just a child who is forced to eat something he doesn’t like.

Tingyun looked at her lively little expression, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't chew too much, eat it quickly and it won't be so sour."

Qingyu closed her eyes and swallowed the jujube in her mouth: "This is the most challenging thing I have ever eaten!"

Well, she must have never eaten something so hard to swallow.

Judging from her few words and behavior, she should have grown up in a loving family.

Her parents must love her very much.

And what about him?

He has been working hard to move forward, trying to keep his destiny firmly in his own hands.

And when the situation is not satisfactory, he is also very adaptable.

Tingyun smiled and threw a few more wild dates in his mouth.

In order to avoid encountering searchers, Tingyun and Qingyu changed their schedule to stay in the day and go out at night.

In the evening, after the sun sets and before sunrise, the two of them hurry up and hurry up.

From the time the sun rises in the morning to sets in the evening, I hide in the trees and sleep.

Sleeping is also divided into two shifts, one person sleeps, and the other person pays attention to the movements around them.

Take a nap in the morning when the clouds stop, and take a nap in the afternoon when it is sunny or rainy.

It was another early morning, and Tingyun was lying on a branch to catch up on his sleep as usual.

Qingyu sat obediently on the opposite branch, eating persimmons and observing her surroundings diligently.

The sun rises higher and higher, shining warmly on me.

The breeze is blowing and the birds are chirping.

This sleeping environment is quite good, if you ignore the rather uncomfortable "bed".

Tingyun quickly fell asleep.

I’ve been dreaming a lot lately.

Sometimes it’s a nightmare, dreaming of being chased by Fourth Master’s people.

Sometimes it’s a sweet dream, dreaming of - sunny and rainy.

Today I had another sweet dream, dreaming that I was lying on the grass under the sun.

Qingyu sat next to him, looking at him with a smile, without saying a word, just slowly leaning towards him.

He watched helplessly as her face got closer and closer, so close that her long eyelashes were about to sweep over his face.

What does she want to do? Want to kiss him?

Well, I’m looking forward to it!

But why did she stop there?

She looked at him so close, her long hair fell down and brushed against his face, tickling him.

This dream is too real.

Tingyun couldn't help but raise his hand and scratch his face. This scratch woke him up.

He opened his eyes and met a pair of bright, clear eyes.

And a few slender fingers were still gently attached to his face, as light as feathers.

He was still stunned, but the owner of those eyes seemed to be frightened, and suddenly closed his hands and dodged back.

Only then did Tingyun realize that this was not a dream.

He grabbed her with quick hands and eyes to prevent her from falling from the tree.

However, she didn't seem to appreciate being saved by him in time. She twisted her neck and carried her body to try to break free from his hands.

Tingyun held her arm firmly, looked at her in panic, and narrowed his eyes: "What bad thing are you doing? Are you so scared?"

Qingyu looked even more panicked, with a faint blush on her cheeks: "Who, who did something bad?"

Tingyun held her in his arms like a little white rabbit caught in a trap, with the corners of his mouth raised:

"Then why don't you just stay by yourself and come over here? You don't want to do something bad to me while I'm asleep, do you?"

When Qingyu heard this, her fair face turned red, and she was still trying to calm down:

"Senior, please don't talk nonsense! I didn't do anything bad. I, I did good things!"

"Oh? What a good thing?" The more panicked she became, the more Tingyun refused to let her go.

Qingyu's eyes rolled around, thinking of sophistry:

"I, I was wiping your face. Just now, a little bird pooped on your face!"

"..."

Tingyun was speechless.

She said that if there was a mosquito on his face, it would be better if he had a leaf!

He couldn't help laughing when he saw her trying her best to pretend to be confident.
Chapter completed!