Mo Yan curled up in Qin Yan's arms, and the two spent the night cuddling with each other, unaware that the east was white.
A hazy mist rose from the surface of the river, and the river was gurgling. Two kingfishers were catching small fish on the river bank, flying up and down, and chirping.
It's a very beautiful morning.
The first golden ray of sunlight shone down and fell on Mo Yan's eyelids. Her feather-like curled eyelashes trembled, and then she slowly opened her eyes and met Qin Yan's gentle, watery eyes.
Mo Yan looked at him vaguely, then realized what she was doing and threw herself into his arms while crying and laughing.
"Ayan! You finally woke up..."
Mo Yan was very excited, but it didn't matter for a while. Qin Yan let out a soft groan, as if he might have hit an injury, but he felt happy in his heart. Yan Yan was very worried about him;
Then he patted her back with his uninjured hand and said dotingly: "If Yanyan doesn't cry, I promised you and I will never break my promise."
"I didn't see you when I woke up. I searched for you for a long time before I found you...I thought...wuwuwu..."
Mo Yan spoke intermittently, as if she was crying with joy, or acting coquettishly, with tears on her face pitifully.
"I'm sorry, I won't let you search for me next time. Yanyan, good boy, I'm here, it's okay!"
Qin Yan curled his lips and kissed Mo Yan's eyes affectionately. After a while, he saw that she was still sobbing;
An idea struck him, and he imitated Sun Wukong's shrill voice and said: "You little crybaby monster, show your true colors quickly and return my happy girlfriend back, otherwise I, Old Sun, will definitely let you have the golden cudgel."
There’s no return!”
Mo Yan in his arms was stunned for a moment,
Lao Sun’s Golden Cudgel?
Qin Yan is so naive!
She curled her lips, but her words were inappropriate, and she hugged the childish ghost tightly again.
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Qin Yan gently stretched out his fingers with clear joints to help her wipe her little face clean;
Then he slightly raised his lips and said with a smile: "Yanyan, my wound hurts a little, can you help me relieve the pain?"
Because of his touch, Mo Yan's cheeks turned slightly red, and his shy eyes fell to the side;
When he heard him say it hurt, he immediately raised his head with concern, "Where does it hurt? Does your right hand hurt? Let me take a look."
After saying that, he carefully took his right hand and prepared to open the herb package to check the wound.
But Qin Yan quickly dodged it. He put his hands behind his back, moved his angular face forward, and then breathed into her ear: "Don't look at her, kiss her."
...
Mo Yan suddenly realized that he had been deceived. He pushed him away and stood up. Just as he was about to take a step, he heard Qin Yan crying out in pain.
"Ah, it hurts so much, Yanyan, what should I do? My hand is getting more and more painful."
While he frowned in pain, he raised his right hand with his left hand and staggered to his feet, his body deliberately swaying.
Hearing the sound, Mo Yan didn't step out after all, and turned around to watch his performance.
However, Qin Yan's expression changed and he suddenly rushed towards her. The two of them fell to the ground instantly, rolled several times, and several bullets landed on the ground not far away, splashing a lot of soil.
He endured the pain, looked down at the person in his arms, and asked eagerly: "Yanyan, are you injured?"
"No, what about you? Is the wound okay?" Mo Yan shook his head, frowning slightly, a little worried.
"It's okay, your boyfriend is in good health, don't worry."
Qin Yan shook his head. In fact, his body was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, but on the surface it was calm and calm. After confirming that Mo Yan was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and pulled her behind the trunk of the big camphor tree next to him.
Just now he saw a flash of light in the forest opposite. During the mercenary training in Country Y, he subconsciously concluded that it was the sight of a gun. Fortunately.
Mo Yan had no doubt that he was there, but seeing that Qin Yan didn't look good, he was probably worried about his safety, so he tugged on his sleeve with his small hand and suggested softly, "Is he from the dealer? Why don't we go to the woods first and hide ourselves?
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It is not easy to get lost along the river, but the entire area here is extremely remote. Some villages have even become accomplices of drug dealers. They have no weapons in their hands. At the moment, hiding and surviving is more important than escaping.
Qin Yan was not worried that support could not be found for them. Zhao Yunyi's mercenaries were not vegetarians and were more than enough to deal with this gang of gangsters. It was just that the other party had the advantage of numbers and familiarity with the environment, so they could not catch up for a short time;
He was afraid that Mo Yan would not be able to adapt to the wild environment and was reluctant to let her suffer in the wild, but now it seemed that there was no other way.
So he sighed and said, "Okay, let's go to the woods."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yan protected Mo Yan from behind, and the two of them quickly went into the forest.
As soon as they showed their heads, gunshots rang out again, and bullets landed behind them. Mo Yan didn't dare to stop, and he was afraid that Qin Yan would be shot, so he turned around frequently;
Qin Yan smiled, he was tough-talking and acted very caring, but he refused to admit it;
Then he strode to catch up, took the person into his arms, and the two ran for a distance and were deep into the jungle.
There were many unnamed plants around, the towering trees were lush and green, the lower vines were leafy, the trees and grass were getting denser and denser, and they were unable to go further through these gaps.
It's been a while since I heard any gunshots, so I should be off the trail for now.
The two stopped against a cedar tree. Mo Yan took a breath and turned his head to look at Qin Yan, "Can you stop?"
"Safe for now."
Qin Yan nodded. He looked around and saw a huge ancient camphor tree, which could only be hugged by four or five people. The branches were thick, making it easy to climb up and relatively hidden.
He pulled Mo Yan to the foot of the tree and pointed to a higher place, "Climb up and hide in the thick branches so they can't find you."
"how about you?"
As soon as Mo Yan finished speaking, his stomach rumbled loudly and inappropriately.
She looked at the sky awkwardly, a little innocent, she hadn't eaten since yesterday afternoon, she was really hungry.
Qin Yan's thin lips curled up slightly, and she patted her head lovingly, "I'm also a little hungry. I'll go pick some wild fruits nearby later."
Mo Yan did not let him leave directly, but changed the herbs and re-bandaged him before climbing into the tree;
Qin Yan looked at the bow tie on his hand and smiled, "Yanyan is so good;"
Then he walked around the camphor tree to ensure safety. After taking two steps, he turned back, tilted his head and whispered, "Yanyan, don't move until I come back, so as not to expose yourself, wait for me."
Mo Yan nodded obediently from above.
After receiving a response, he turned around and left.
He had left in a hurry just now. He had to go back to investigate the dealer's movements and leave some marks for the mercenaries. It was not his character to sit and wait for death. He had to ensure the safety of Yanyan.
He was shot in the right shoulder at the ropeway, and his body was hit by gravity when he fell into the river. In addition, the injury to his palm was not fatal, but it could not be delayed;
If he fell down due to infection and rescue didn't arrive in time, leaving Yanyan to face it alone, he couldn't imagine it;
You must not fall down.
Because of worry, his face darkened a bit.
Returning to the river bank, he hid in the grass and waited for a while, but found no one. He was about to mark the tree trunk next to him when a gun was pressed against the back of his head.