The tent wasn't big, it only had a place for a blanket, a pair of shoes, and a very special fragrance. Jiu'er folded the blanket in half to make room for the other half. Qin Lang pulled open the tent curtain and entered.

Jiu'er was already inside, barefooted as she sat on the blanket. Qin Lang carefully folded the blanket and sat down.

"Won't you sleep?"

"Sleep, you sleep over there."

"Oh, okay."

Qin Lang lay down first, and Jiu'er also tucked in her blanket. The two of them stood side by side, just like that.

It was quiet inside the tent, and one could hear his breathing. Qin Lang wasn't asleep, and Jiu'er was also awake. This was the first time she was sleeping with someone from the opposite sex. How could she not have any thoughts in her heart?

Jiu'er herself didn't know why she had suddenly and mysteriously forced Qin Lang into the tent. Qin Lang was also a bit confused. Initially, he wanted to sleep more comfortably.

"Qin Lang, are you asleep?"

"No!"

"Shall we have a chat?" Jiu'er threw her pillow over and crawled out from under the blanket. When she got to Qin Lang's side, she tilted her head and looked at him.

"About what?" Qin Lang turned his head, and the two of them faced each other. The distance between them was less than five inches.

"Just tell me about you?"

"Fine, then let me tell you. As for me, when I was seven, both my parents died and I lived alone for five years, until …"

"How pathetic you are that your little parents died … I seem to be more pitiful. I don't even know who my parents are … "

"Can you stop interrupting!? This is only the beginning of the lecture. "

"Fine, fine, fine. Continue speaking. I promise not to interrupt!"

Qin Lang continued with his story. Yao Jiu'er would interject from time to time. Qin Lang would repeat it again and again with a series of promises until both of them fell asleep.

The next morning, due to the cold, or for some unknown reason, the two of them got even closer. Yao Jiu'er was curled up in Qin Lang's embrace through the blanket.

Qin Lang woke up with a gust of fragrance, and before his eyes was the snow-white hair of Jiu'er. Looking at her bent over, leaning against him, and looking at the young girl's frail shoulder, he resisted the urge to hug her, spitting at himself in his heart. Zi Xin had only been gone for a few days and already wanted to hug someone else.

Quietly standing up, Qin Lang gently placed one side of his blanket on Jiu Er's body, then came out of the tent. Breathing in the morning fresh air, he walked out.

Carefully setting up a stove, Qin Lang skillfully prepared breakfast. The snacks provided by the boss were indeed not bad, and after a while, the fragrance spread out. Then the scented tea was boiled, and a steaming hot breakfast was prepared, quietly waiting for Jiu Er.

Qin Lang wanted to laugh when he thought about it. He hadn't told anyone his past, but no one had asked about it, and his main point was that he didn't want to talk about it. He didn't expect to confuse the conversation with a girl he had only known for half a day, even though she was older than him by a year.

"What are you laughing so foolishly for, is this for me?" Jiu'er walked over. Despite the question still in her mouth, she had already picked up a piece of dessert and was putting it into her mouth.

"Ah?" Yes, yes, no laughing, no … "Why are you up so early?" Qin Lang was caught unprepared and hurriedly covered up.

"It's weird, what are you hiding? The taste is not bad. " Yao Jiu'er stared at him and mumbled indistinctly.

"It's nothing, it's really nothing. Let's eat first!"

As the two of them ate their breakfast in peace, a cloud of smoke suddenly rose in the distance.