Chapter 347： The power of love (4)

After resting for a while while supporting the tree on the side, he could barely see things.

Not daring to stay outside any longer, following the marks she made when she came, she fumbled and walked back with difficulty, falling down several times on the road.

Daxue fell into her clothes along her neckline, and her whole body had already become cold.

The legs have been in the snow for too long, and they have been numb to the point that they don't feel any.

Her eyes hurt more and more, and the physiological tears kept flowing out involuntarily, and quickly condensed into ice on her face under the blow of the cold wind.

When she returned to the tree hole, her eyes were already so red and swollen that she could barely see anything. She reached out and took Xiao Moli into her arms and touched his forehead, the temperature was still hot.

Squinting his eyes vigorously, he checked the wound on Xiao Moli's waist, and the extent of the ulceration was getting bigger and bigger.

An Ziqi groped, and anxiously cleaned him up again. After feeding him some snow, she closed her eyes and kept grabbing the snow and wiping his forehead to cool him down.

Talk to him constantly in a low voice in his ear.

"Xiao Moli, I think Ningning is now, when you wake up, let's go find him together, okay?"

"Xiao Moli, didn't you say you want to travel around the world? You wake up, and I will accompany you wherever you want to go."

"Xiao Moli." An Ziqi couldn't say any more, desperately pushing back all the fear and sadness in her heart, sobbing in his ear.

"Xiao Moli, I really miss you..."

...

Fearing that something would happen to Xiao Moli, An Ziqi kept guarding him and did not dare to sleep.

She didn't know what was wrong with the bullet, there were no tools here, even if she wanted to take out the bullet, she couldn't do it.

The wind and snow never stopped. When the sky was faintly bright, the temperature on Xiao Moli's forehead finally gradually dropped, but his breathing began to become weaker and weaker.

An Ziqi hugged him tightly and kept talking to him.

She knew for the first time that people were so sad and terrified that there were no tears.

She could feel Xiao Moli's constantly passing body temperature, but she couldn't shed any tears.

Just repeating those words over and over in his ear.

A heart becomes cold little by little.

"boom"

A gunshot suddenly sounded in the forest.

An Ziqi held Xiao Moli's arm tight, and the people finally found here, and the gunshots were not too far away.

If she has been sitting here waiting to die, then she and Xiao Moli will definitely be found by those people.

She didn't know why those people were chasing Xiao Moli, but she knew that since they could search for so long regardless of the wind and snow, as long as they were found, they would definitely not escape death.

Xiao Moli said that as long as he persisted for two days, his people would be able to find him.

Two nights have passed, as long as he drags on for a while, his people should be able to find them!

After making up his mind, An Ziqi carefully supported Xiao Moli, leaning on the rock behind, and then took off her down jacket and tightly wrapped him.

After a night of rest, my eyes can finally see things vaguely.

Looking at him tenderly, I want to engrave his appearance deeply in my heart.

He stretched out his hand and stroked his pale face, and said softly, "Xiao Moli, you must hold on!"

He lowered his head and kissed his cold lips, drilled through the cracks in the stone, and finally took a look at him, quickly disguised the opening of the cracks in the stone, then turned around to erase the traces near the cracks, and swiftly moved towards the gun. Ran in the direction where the sound came from.