The girl Bao Leer was rinsing clothes by a small river. The season at this time was the harsh winter when dripping water turned into ice. All the rivers and streams in the Northern Wasteland were frozen. Only this section of the river was steaming and gurgling, which was quite magical.
The reason why this small river does not freeze in such extremely cold weather is because there are warm springs underground. The heat of the geothermal spring water keeps the river flowing under the ice and snow.
The river is gurgling, steaming, and the sound of gurgling water plays light and graceful music in the silent wilderness of winter.
The white snow falls on the protruding rocks, dead trees and tree stumps on the river bank, as if wrapped in a thick layer of cotton wool. Blossoms and clumps look like "ice mushrooms" and "snow buns". The trees on the bank are covered with hanging
The ice is clear, the branches are crystal clear, and even the dead grass under the trees looks white and translucent.
The dreamy rime, the flowing ice-free river and the continuous tranquil mountains perfectly blend into a dreamlike and dreamlike scenery, forming a refreshing and refreshing scenery.
Baoler straightened his slender waist, which was a little stiff due to bending for a long time, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. The girl looked at the beautiful scenery intoxicatedly in front of her. Although she came here almost every day to do laundry and fetch water,
I can enjoy this scenery every day, but I never tire of it.
Suddenly, Borrell saw what looked like a piece of dead wood floating down the river upstream.
She put her hand on her forehead, set up the awning, and looked out. As the piece of wood got closer and closer to her, she finally saw that it was not a dead wood, but a person.
Bao Leer was shocked, and hurriedly ran towards the person along the shore. When she was about to get close, she jumped into the river without hesitation. Fortunately, it was winter, and the river was not deep, barely covering the girl's delicate peaks.
.
Click &~ for @: Tower Reading Novel APP
Seeing Bai Liming wake up, the girl's beautiful eyes suddenly brightened up, and she shouted in surprise:
The girl was stunned when she heard this, and her expression was slightly sad. She was a little sad that Brother Bai didn't recognize her, but then she thought it might be because of her injury, and then said with a bright smile:
"Brother Bai, have you forgotten? I am Bao Leer. This is a camp where my people and I live. You came here with a friend more than 20 days ago."
"Boler? Came here twenty days ago? I..."
Suddenly Baili Ming's head buzzed, he held his forehead in pain and frowned tightly.
Seeing this, Baoler hurriedly supported him and asked anxiously:
"Brother Bai, are you okay?"
Tadu Novel More high-quality free novels, no ads @linefree
Bai Liming gradually calmed down, but his face was still pale and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and then asked doubtfully:
"who I am?"
"Who are you? Brother Bai, can't you remember who you are?"
Baoler asked in surprise.
Bailiming thought for a moment, but his mind was dizzy and empty. He shook his head:
"I, I can't remember. You called me Brother Bai. My surname is Bai?"
Bao Leer nodded. Although he was a little sad to hear that Bai Liming had lost his memory, there was actually a trace of relief deep in his heart:
"Hey, Brother Bai lost his memory, so he didn't think of me. It's not like he really forgot about me."
Then, she patiently told Bailiming all the details about the last time she came to the camp:
"Brother Bai, you came here with a companion twenty days ago. You introduced yourself as a herb collector. You want to go into the mountains to collect some precious medicinal materials. You said your surname is Bai, Baiyun's Bai. Your name is Ming, and the goshawk cries.
Ming. You paid me a piece of silver at that time..."
The original text comes from Tadu Xiaoshuo APP, and for more. For free* good books, please download Tadudu Xiaoshuo APP.
After listening to the girl's story, Bai Liming thought again for a moment, but still no memory emerged. He smiled bitterly, shook his head, and joked:
"Baoler, I don't have any money with me now. You won't drive me away, will you?"
"No, no, Brother Bai won't take any money from you. You can stay as long as you want this time. It's best to stay here forever."
Baoler hurriedly explained, his voice getting smaller and smaller at the end, and his face turned red with embarrassment.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, turned around and took a palm-sized purse with exquisite embroidery from the table beside her, handed it to Bai Liming and said:
"Brother Bai, this is your money bag, and your clothes are a little torn. I have repaired them for you, washed them, and put them all in the closet."
Bai Liming looked at the money bag without any impression. Then he tugged on the rope used to tighten the mouth of the bag, but did not pull it open.
He then tried several times without success. Borrell took it over with a smile and said:
"Brother Bai, you haven't recovered yet. It's normal to have no strength. Let me open it for you."
As she spoke, she pulled out hard, but the rope didn't move at all. She increased her strength again, but still failed. The girl said doubtfully:
"It's strange, why can't it be opened? Brother Bai, just wait. I'll call my brother to try. He's very strong."
Bailiming raised his hand to stop Baoler. After taking the money bag, he looked at it carefully and said:
"No need for now. Maybe this purse is not opened like this. I seemed to have some impression just now. Let me think about it first."
After pondering for a while, Bailiming's hand suddenly glowed with mist, and then with a flick of his hand, the mouth of the money bag slowly opened, and there was a faint colorful halo flowing inside.
Bailiming lowered his head and approached the mouth of the bag, looked into the money bag, then grinned and said to Baoler:
"Haha, this time I will give you not only silver, but also gold."