C181 "Little Mo, I won't die!"

Little Mo, I'm not going to die

Arriving at Switzerland was a long journey that took more than ten people.

Qiao Mo had traveled a long way, with green and grey circles under her eyes. However, when she arrived at Switzerland, she did not dare to rest or close her eyes.

He was afraid that if he closed his eyes, he would never see Xiao Yan again in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Qian drove a off-road car from Switzerland Company towards the snow mountain where the accident occurred.

Due to the avalanche, many roads were blocked.

There was still a long way to the snow-capped mountain, and the Land Cruiser was no longer accessible.

Qiao Mo and Zhao Qian could only get off the car and walk.

Qiao Mo's heart was tied to Xiao Yan and she was too busy to care about anything else. No matter how white the snow on this Mount Switzerland was and how cold the wind in the surroundings, she could not feel it anymore.

She only knew that she had to go see Xiao Yan. She wouldn't stop until she could see him again …

It was unknown at what speed he ran to the foot of the snow-capped mountain, but the rescue personnel had sealed off the entire snow-capped mountain.

Qiao Mo pushed the crowd and squeezed through.

The victims who had just been pulled out of the snow by the searchers were lying in the snow, waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

Qiao Mo flitted past their faces one by one in panic. No, no, neither of them were her Ah Yan …

Her mind, after being rational for so long, finally collapsed at this moment.

Ah Yan, where exactly are you?

Zhao Qian walked up and hurriedly helped Qiao Mo, who was kneeling on the ground, up. "Madam, don't worry. If you wait any longer, maybe the BOSS is trapped in some kind of snow hole, so don't worry too much."

Qiao Mo bit her lips, and in her mouth, the smell of blood quickly spread.

She looked at the silver white light in despair. Where could she find the shadow of Xiao Yan?

Qiao Mo clenched her fist tightly.

After the search and rescue team had determined the final number of people to come up the mountain, they were ready to end the rescue.

Qiao Mo quivered, rushed forward and grabbed one of the search personnel by the collar, shouting uncontrollably: "There's still one more person! There is still one more victim! "

The rescue team members were natives of Switzerland and were unable to understand Qiao Mo's Chinese. They used English and frowned as they replied, "Young miss, we have already checked the number of the victims and survivors on the mountain.

Zhao Qian felt that the situation wasn't good and went up to the rescue personnel to speak in English. "Our husband is here as well. I'll have to trouble you to look for him more carefully."

"But we have already searched and saved them for a day. Even if we did find them, I'm afraid we would have already frozen to death. Furthermore, the people on the list are all guests that have come out of this snowy mountain. Your husband is not on the list. "

Qiao Mo didn't care about anything anymore as she ran in the snow. She kneeled in the snow and clawed at the snow uncontrollably with both of her hands.

In the ice-cold snow, she could not feel any trace of cold, and her fingertips were numb.

She clung to the snow until her fingers bled, but there was no sign of stopping.

Ah Yan might be below, if she did not dig her way through the snow, she would lose him forever.

At this moment, he finally understood why he chose to leave this place if he was going to die.

If she was given another chance, she definitely wouldn't leave him that many times.

As long as death can't separate us, then don't choose life and death.

Zhao Qian caught up with large strides, wanting to stop Qiao Mo, "Madam, maybe the BOSS is really as they say, not out of this snowy mountain. Let's take another look, you don't have to rush. "

Qiao Mo's tears fell down, while her hands turned red on the tips of her fingers.

Zhao Qian knew, he couldn't stop Qiao Mo no matter what.

How could Zhao Qian not understand how important a Boss was to his wife?

These two had experienced so many trials and tribulations and finally managed to reunite with each other. However, it seemed as if the heavens had played a joke on them.

Qiao Mo clung onto the snow until she was at the very end, completely losing all of her strength. She knelt on the snow, hands supporting her on the ice-cold snow, her head lowered, and silently shed tears.

She could not cry. She only felt a piercing pain in her chest.

In her mind, the only remaining consciousness was also only Xiao Yan.

… ….

When Qiao Mo woke up, she was in a small inn near the Snow Mountain.

She was slightly startled. Her body and mind were exhausted.

She was just about to get up when Zhao Qian knocked on the door and entered.

"Are you awake, madam? I'll bring you something to eat. "

Qiao Mo replied, but her thoughts were numb.

After Zhao Qian entered, he explained, "Madam, this section of the road has been blocked off. I saw you fainting in the snow, so I wanted to wait for you to rest before leaving."

Qiao Mo frowned, "Leave? I won't leave until I find Ah Yan! "

"Madam …" Zhao Qian didn't dare to say anything to stop him. At this time, Xiao Yan's life and death was still unknown.

Qiao Mo suddenly stood up, about to get off the bed.

"What are you going to do, ma'am?"

Without saying a word, Qiao Mo put on her down jacket and snow boots and headed out of the hotel.

Her footsteps were extremely swift, and even if Zhao Qian were to follow her with large strides, he wouldn't be able to catch up.

Qiao Mo was not weak, but she had a firm will and walked towards the direction of the snow mountain.

Since she could not find Xiao Yan today, she continued to search for him. There would be a day when she would find him …

Beneath Mount Switzerland's feet, the weather had turned sunny after experiencing an avalanche.

The sadness in Qiao Mo's heart rolled like stormy waves.

She despairingly thought, if she really couldn't find Xiao Yan, then what was the meaning behind her life?

All of a sudden, she stopped in her tracks, crouched down in the snow, and burst into tears.

The emotions that he had suppressed for so long were finally released at this moment.

She could not feel the cold, nor could she feel the pain from her fingertips. However, the intense pain in her chest had consumed her from all directions.

It was unknown if it was an illusion or if it was real, but suddenly, a clear and familiar male voice reached her ears from behind.

"Miss, do you think that when the sun is setting in the west, the people who broke their intestines will be at the ends of the world?"

Suddenly, someone behind her spoke in Chinese. It was a voice that she was extremely familiar with.

Her body froze for a moment. She stood up and turned around to see a man standing under the orange sunlight with his hands in his pockets, looking at her with a deep smile.

Tears gushed out of Qiao Mo's eyes, blurring her vision.

His figure even became somewhat illusory.

Qiao Mo covered her mouth, her voice choked with sobs.

Actually, he didn't use such a teasing and flirting tone to joke with her, nor did he have such a free and easy way to laugh.

He was still wearing the coat she had made for him. How could it be an illusion …?

It must be true.

She didn't know if it was because she was too happy, or because she was too sad, but all of a sudden, she was swallowed up by sobs and couldn't utter a word.

She could only look at him, both crying and laughing from afar.

A cold wind blew, blowing his hair with a faint golden hue. The smile on his face was as pure as that of an angel.

This was her first time seeing Xiao Yan like this.

Far and familiar.

Qiao Mo stood in her original spot stunned, seeing his smile, she who was originally dispirited, suddenly ran towards him, and heavily crashed into his embrace.

Caught off guard, Xiao Yan was knocked back a step by the little woman.

Qiao Mo crashed into his chest, and the moment she opened her mouth to speak, large amounts of tears flowed out from her eyes.

Xiao Yan seemed to feel that even with such a thick overcoat, he could still feel the wetness in his chest.

Qiao Mo hit him with one hand and complained in a low voice, "You're not … buried in the snow? "

How could it be … He appeared here intact?

Xiao Yan reached out and scratched the tip of her nose. His gaze was serene and deep, but when he spoke, he deliberately relaxed. "Are you that hoping that something will happen to me?"

Qiao Mo bit her lips, but in the end, she still could not stop her tears from flowing out!

Qiao Mo choked with sobs. She had clearly lost all of her strength, as she punched his chest time and time again, as though she was sensing his presence.

There were so many things that he wanted to say, but at this moment, he could not utter a single word.

Xiao Yan tightly hugged the woman in his embrace, and his large hands held onto her ice-cold little hands tightly.

"Little Mo, are you scared?"

Qiao Mo's small hands held tightly onto his, as though she was afraid that he would run away again, and her palms were actually covered in sweat.

"I'm afraid."

How could she not be afraid?

She stared into his dark eyes and squeezed out a word from between her teeth.

Xiao Yan suddenly felt his heart ache, and he deeply stared at her with a frown.

Qiao Mo raised her little face, and said word by word: "I was afraid that you would die, and I'm afraid that I would never be able to see you again. Xiao Yan, if I never see you again, I suddenly feel that there's no meaning in living anymore."

Just a moment ago, she was still thinking that if she really did not see Xiao Yan again …

But this thought was simply too terrifying.

Just a little bit, and Qiao Mo realized that she would rather die than accept this reality.

Qiao Mo threw herself into his embrace again, and said with a choked of sobs: "Don't leave me behind anymore, okay?"

Xiao Yan's large hand froze in midair. In the end, he couldn't help but laugh, and landed on her delicate back. However, he teasingly said: "Now you finally understand, what kind of feeling it is to be abandoned?"

Qiao Mo shut her eyes tightly, the only thought was to hug the person in front of him tightly.

That's right, she finally felt how terrifying it was to be left behind by someone.

She had once abandoned him in such a selfish manner, but from now on, she would never do it again …

Xiao Yan touched her hand, his ten fingers bleeding. He frowned slightly, "How did you get injured like this?"

Qiao Mo's gaze fell upon the snowy ground.

Xiao Yan finally understood how this injury came about.

Abruptly, he bent down and grabbed her by the waist. With a cold expression, he explained, "I didn't go up the mountain. I was just trapped here. I couldn't get your call because all the signals nearby were cut off."

Qiao Mo's heart, was like a string that had been tightened for a long time.

Without any strength, she buried her face in his chest and sighed softly, "As long as you're alive, that's good."

She didn't want to probe any further into why, as long as. The person she loved was still alive.

Xiao Yan lowered his head, staring at her with blazing eyes, "Little Mo, I won't die."

He could not leave her alone in the world.

Qiao Mo's heart was moved, but she had nowhere to vent the pain in his heart. She opened her mouth, and heavily bit his neck.