"Why did you save me? I came here specifically to catch you." Li Zehao said casually.
A gust of mountain wind blew, causing the firewood to sway from side to side, burning dangerously, as if it was going to go out at any moment. Mengxue raised her head and smiled:
"It's instinct! I don't like others getting hurt in front of me."
"Then don't regret it. You have missed the best opportunity to escape, and now... you can't escape!" Li Zehao's eyes were cold but complicated.
"I regretted it a long time ago!" Mengxue said, "However, even if I had to choose again, I would still choose to heal your wounds."
Mengxue's words were not a joke, she really regretted it, but if the regret medicine was really delivered to her at this time, she still would not take it, because as a medical student, she really had no choice.
Leave an injury alone.
The fire danced quietly, and the red-hot charcoal made crackling sounds from time to time. Li Zehao raised his head, put his weight on the big tree behind him, and closed his eyes gently, hiding his complicated expression at this time.
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"Li Zehao, I saved you, but you still want to arrest me. Isn't this unfair?" Mengxue said suddenly.
"Then what do you want?" Li Zehao's voice couldn't hear the emotion clearly, "If you want me to let you go, that's impossible."
Of course, Mengxue didn't let him let her go. He expressed his intention so clearly, so how could she ask for trouble?
"Li Zehao, play a tune for me. Your flute sounds very nice." Mengxue's voice was soft.
Li Zehao said nothing, and the night was still endlessly quiet.
Just when Mengxue thought the night would continue like this, a low flute sound sounded, calm and serene, and Mengxue couldn't help but close her eyes...
When she opened her eyes again, the morning sun had fallen, birds were chirping softly, and the surroundings were filled with fresh air.
Mengxue stretched out comfortably, with a satisfied smile on her lips - this was the first time she had slept so peacefully and comfortably in such a long time in ancient times.
She sat up gently, and her loose clothes slipped off quietly. Through her misty eyes, she could see the mountain breeze blowing by, and everything was quiet. There was no one else but herself.
If it weren't for the large robe that slipped into her hands, Mengxue would even think that everything that happened yesterday was just a dream.