Chapter 1 Shen Zhouyi, you won’t die, wait for me

——I passed through ghost fires under the dazzling sky light, and the twilight was my way back.

——You go forward, and I will be your believer.

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"Before death, I haven't slept with a man..."

"I'm really unwilling to accept it."

Shen Zhouyi leaned against the rocks and looked at the magnificent natural scene in front of him. His throat was sore and hoarse, his red eyes were narrowed, and he sighed from the heart.

This is Motuo, the snowy area.

It is long late autumn, with drizzle in my ears and thousands of rocks and valleys in front of me.

The green mountains stretch along the mountains, as if a layer of delicate texture is poured on. The ice and rain are wrapped in the cold wind, as if a needle is poked into the bones.

if.

——She has not fallen into trouble in this rain forest at this moment.

I am very interested and in the mood to watch it to add inspiration to painting.

I have been back to China for more than three months.

Inspiration and thoughts are almost lacking. For three months, she stayed in the gallery almost every day, but she could not give her every stroke of the painting paper.

She can't draw anything.

Indulged for nearly a hundred days.

She decided to come to the "Holy Land on Earth" for a walk.

The first stop is the steep rainforest route on the border of Medog, which is called the most dangerous but ingenious tropical rainforest route. It is at an altitude of about two thousand. There are many adventurers traveling thousands of miles to try to conquer this route.

If you do not follow the normal development route, you will easily deviate from the track and enter dangerous areas, and naturally-

The accident rate has increased.

The mortality rate is also frequently on the list.

It seems now.

She wants to become the next victim?

It is now the 25th hour she is trapped.

Shen Zhouyi supported his cold and numb body with both hands and moved the huge rock behind him.

Her right ankle sprained when she fell down from the slope, so swollen that she couldn't walk half a step.

With her tenacity, she crawled from the steep landslide for three hours to a relatively safe position.

It's raining now.

The sky gradually faded.

Shen Zhouyi felt his fingers stiff from the cold.

The slowing breathing frequency still causes the heart to throbb and paralyze inch by inch.

My body is about to lose its temperature.

At most three hours, if there are severe temperature loss, her life will be explained here.

"A genius painter who goes to social news is faster than painting to become famous." Shen Zhouyi sighed softly, holding back the pain in his lungs.

I pinched my legs that were no longer conscious, my eyelashes were moistened by the rain, my oval face with soft lines was pale and blood-colored, but my expression was not panic or despair.

She is still in the mood to make a joke on herself.

Take out the cell phone from your pocket, and the signal grid magically appeared a faint grid.

She tried many places, and finally there was a trace of signal here.

Open the dialing interface.

Enter the emergency number.

No attempt to dial.

The phone was flowing out the harsh but filled with hope ringtones in the mountains and forests.

It's a strange number.

Shen Zhouyi connected without hesitation.

Because of the difference in signal, the current sounds in my ears.

She opened her mouth: "This is the Motuo rainforest. I need help. I am trapped. Please contact the Motuo police. My name is..."

"Shen Zhouyi——"

In the handset of the phone.

With the bad signal, after a few seconds, the young man's voice gradually became clearer, and the sound of the rain moistened a little calming and sobering coolness.

The string in Shen Zhouyi's heart was suddenly tensed with a sound, and the slowly beating heart seemed to be kneaded by an invisible hand at that moment.

The breathing was much lighter.

He calmly called her name: "——Shen Zhouyi, is that right?"

Shen Zhouyi was shocked by this voice.

She raised her hand for no reason and touched the earlobe: "It's me, I'm Shen Zhouyi, I'm now--"

"I'm a member of the charge rescue team."

The young man speaks very quickly, but his pronunciation is clear and straightforward: "Please tell me the situation around you to facilitate your current location. Now you should be in the signal area and do not move for the time being, so as not to interrupt the signal and lose contact again."

Shen Zhouyi looked around. When the temperature was out of temperature, her voice was a little trembling, and her natural soft tone seemed to be covered with a crying voice because of the cold. In fact, her expression was very light: "In my position, you can see the cableway in the opposite tourist area, back to a rock, and below..."

"Northwest, Banyan Woods-" His tail voice was filled with a calm and composed calmness, "I'm sure where you are."

Give her a quick dose of tranquilizer.

Two seconds later.

Under the sizzling noise, he was walking quickly and gasping slightly. His tone was cold and clear, and his ears were hot through the inexplicable dryness of the phone.

"wait for me."

"You won't die."

Shen Zhouyi's body lost control and she leaned tiredly against the rock.

The sound of the man running towards her was heard.

He didn't hang up.

...Well, quite considerate?

Shen Zhouyi couldn't lift his hand, so he simply tilted his head and clamped his phone with his shoulders.

I was a little drowsy.

"Shen Zhouyi."

When the mind is disintegrating.

The man's gentle call in the receiver was again, which made her wake up for a moment. His voice was a little lazy. He should be from Beijing. He had a very light but particularly nice Beijing flavor, which was very... vigorous.

Too - right.

Shen Zhouyi was slightly awake.

She squinted her eyes and looked into the distance.

"What's your name?" She suddenly had fun chatting.

There was a jingling sound over there, with raindrops shooting down: "——Stormtrooper No. 22."

Shen Zhouyi 'tsk' in detail: "No. 22."

There was no response there.

Still running fast.

Shen Zhouyi didn't know what was going on, and she smiled faintly: "No. 22."

“No. 22.”

"twenty two……"

"Miss, you're a little noisy." The young man's calm tone was still calm. Because his tone was too superior, his words seemed to hide his emotions, and only people noticed his voice with a light ending voice because of his lazy mood.

Very nice.

Shen Zhouyi laughed silently.
To be continued...