Chapter 351 The Power of Love (4)

After resting for a while while holding on to a nearby tree, I could barely see anything.

Not daring to stay outside any longer, I followed the marks she made when she came and groped her way back with difficulty, falling several times on the way.

Heavy snow fell into her clothes along her collar, and her whole body had already become cold.

My legs had been in the snow for so long that they were so numb that I had no feeling at all.

Her eyes hurt more and more, and physiological tears flowed out involuntarily. Under the cold wind, they quickly condensed into ice on her face.

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

Squinting hard, he checked the wound on Xiao Moli's waist. The fester was getting wider and wider.

An Ziqi fumbled around and cleaned and bandaged him again worriedly. After feeding him some snow water, she closed her eyes and kept rubbing the snow on his forehead to cool him down.

Keep whispering to him in his ear.

"Xiao Moli, I miss Ning Ning. When you wake up, let's go find him together, okay?"

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

"Xiao Moli." An Ziqi couldn't say any more. She tried her best to push back all the fear and sadness in her heart, and choked in his ear.

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

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Afraid that something might happen to Xiao Moli, An Ziqi kept watch over him and didn't dare to sleep.

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

The wind and snow never stopped, and when the sky became slightly brighter, 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.

For the first time, she learned that people who are extremely sad and frightened have no tears.

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

Just repeating those words over and over again in his ears.

A heart becomes cold little by little.

"boom"

A gunshot suddenly rang out in the forest.

An Ziqi's arm holding Xiao Moli tightened suddenly. Those people finally found this place, and the gunfire was not too far away.

If she had been sitting here waiting to die, then she and Xiao Moli would 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 despite the wind and snow, they would definitely die if they were found.

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 delays for a while, his people should be able to find him!

Having made up her mind, An Ziqi carefully helped Xiao Moli and leaned against the rocks behind her, then took off her down jacket and wrapped him tightly.

After resting for a night, my eyes could finally see things vaguely.

She looked at him tenderly, wanting to engrav his appearance deeply in her heart.

She reached out and stroked his pale face and whispered, "Xiao Moli, you must hold on!"

She lowered her head and kissed him on the cold lips, got out of the crack in the stone, took one last look at him, quickly disguised the opening of the crack, then turned around and erased the traces near the crack, and quickly pointed towards the gun. He ran in the direction of the sound.