Chapter 817 Then Shut Up

Without clothes or food, they were so exhausted that they didn't even have the strength to walk.

If you were alone, you might have climbed over the mountain and found the tools to leave on the other side of the island, but because of your drag, they were still trapped here.

Xiang Yi clearly felt that he had no strength left, and at the moment, his head was heavy and his body was cold.

"If you have the strength to talk, you might as well keep your strength and leave this damn place with me!" Shi Yuting spoke and interrupted him!

Xiang Yi's thin lips were chapped, and in the dark night, Shi Yuting couldn't see his pale face.

"Sir, I... may not be able to leave here with you."

"Then shut up and keep your strength!"

After walking for a day, it was obviously impossible to return to the previous cave, so Shi Yuting could only find another place.

Their clothes were soaked, and if they continued like this, they would catch a cold even though they were strong.

"Sir, I really want to go back..." In a daze, Shi Nuannuan's face flashed in his mind, her smile, her joys and sorrows, and the scene on the plane when she pretended to be airsick and lay in his arms.

He never thought that the feelings he had been avoiding had been deeply rooted in his heart and could never be dispelled.

He had been avoiding, but today, he was eager to see that face, but he knew it was too late.

If time could go back, he wanted to tell her: he fell in love with her.

"But I... I really..." Before he finished speaking, Xiang Yi's feet softened and he fell down!

"Xiang Yi!"

Looking at Xiang Yi falling in front of him, Shi Yuting clenched his fists, unwilling to give up!

Is his life really going to end here?

Carrying the man on the ground, he moved with heavy steps, step by step, and finally found a cave to shelter from the rain.

He was soaked all over, and found some branches, but because they were wet, he couldn't light them.

He himself was so cold that he couldn't help shivering, and his thin lips were frozen purple.

He took a deep breath, not believing that his fate only ended here. He had to go back to see Weiyi, his children, and his family.

He repeatedly lit the wet firewood, again and again, but it didn't light in the end.

"Ah!" He roared, and suddenly kicked off some branches he had just picked up in front of him. Irritability and anger eroded him in an instant, making him manic and restless, like a wounded cheetah!

He didn't dare to imagine how Weiyi would be heartbroken and desperate after his death.

He clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead bulged, all of which vented his anger!

Shi Tiannan!

He would definitely cut him into pieces!

The cold swept through his body again, and Shi Yuting calmed down and glanced at the lifeless Xiang Yi.

He knew that he had to calm down and never give up on himself!

He turned around and walked out of the cave again, and finally found some dry firewood.

The firewood was lit, and the dark cave finally became brighter, but Xiang Yi, who was standing beside him, had almost no color on his face.

Shi Yuting took off all his clothes, and then moved him to the fire to warm his body, hoping that this would control his high fever.

The night gradually deepened.

He was already exhausted, and he gradually closed his eyes without realizing it.