Respect is worse than resignation

Chapter 69

After struggling with the god of death for a long time, Yin Yiming used all the methods of pressing the bottom of the box to save others. Yin Yiming watched the girl in his arms wake up, not to mention how happy he was, he was about to help her up happily.

"Girl, you were really scary just now. You fell to the ground motionless in a world of ice and snow. I almost thought it was a big rock and I missed saving you. Now move your limbs, head and neck yourself, and frostbite can easily cause the root cause of the disease. Hmm, hey, can you listen? Is it time for me to speak?"

Yin Yiming blah blah blah blah, but unfortunately he seemed to be deaf, not only did not answer her words, he didn't even look at her.

The girl just looked up straight at the rough stone wall above her head, her eyes glistened even more, and tears gushed like springs in an instant, flowing down the corners of her eyes into her hair, stabbing Yin Yiming's heart silently.

Seeing her crying silently, Yin Yiming immediately panicked. He first thought that his actions had misunderstood her, so he hurriedly comforted her, and stretched out his hand to catch the tears that were like strings of broken strings.

"Hey, don't cry, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, but I've been bored at home for a long time, and I yearn for the natural scenery, so I went out for a stroll, and unfortunately I picked you up on the road, it's all fate, Ah ha ha, fate."

Yin Yiming made up a reason for himself to appear in the wilderness in this snowy day, and he held the woman's shoulders like coaxing a red baby to sleep, shaking her gently to coax her.

Unexpectedly, it was okay if I didn't coax her, but under this coaxing, the girl cried even more sadly, and the tears gathered more and more, causing Yin Yiming's brain to short-circuit in panic, "If you cry again, you will lose too much water. If you are skinny, if you lose moisture, you will become a mummy in one step, then I really dare not care about you anymore."

As soon as Yin Yiming finished speaking nonsense, the woman actually stopped her tears and struggled to turn her neck to look at Yin Yiming.

"Aha, ahaha, I was joking just now, beauty, don't take it to heart, I just want to make you happy and stop crying. You are not a mummy, you are a fairy."

"You are Yin, Yin Yi..."

Yin Yiming thought that his words offended him, so he immediately rushed to explain with a dry smile, but suddenly realized that he seemed to be calling his name.

The woman's lips had long been purple-blue from the cold, her skin was dry and white, and there was a bloodstain when she opened her mouth. Yin Yiming couldn't bear to see it, so he quickly supported her, lowered his head and put his ears close to listen.

When he was about to gently move the girl's shoulders, Yin Yiming realized something was wrong.

When he first rescued her, he didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend, a good person or a villain. Yin Yiming simply untied the belt on her robe and tied her hands.

When I looked again at this time, the woman was cold and hungry, her clothes were in a mess, and she was lying in the arms of a stranger with her hands bound.

I cry too.

Yin Yiming slapped his forehead, he helped the woman anxiously, untied the straps on her hands, and turned her around to tidy up her clothes——

"Yin Yiming."

Really, it's you...

The girl's voice trembled, she turned around with all her strength, and hugged Yin Yiming's neck tightly, like a drowning person holding on to a life-saving straw, not wanting to let go.

Well, that's my name, yes, but...

Through several layers of clothes, Yin Yiming could feel the biting cold on the girl's body.

Inexplicably, Yin Yiming was embraced by a stranger with the attitude of reunion after a long absence, and the white matter and gray matter in his head spun rapidly together.

If possible, she would also like to summon the Shenlong, and ask what the current situation is.But if you ask directly: who are you?How do you know me?It might break someone's heart.

Because the body of the woman in his arms was extremely weak, and her body was full of scars, Yin Yiming did not dare to pull her away forcibly, but only rigidly maintained the posture for her to rely on, and tried his best to explain it.

"Ahem, well, your current situation is very pessimistic, don't get too excited. Just lie down quietly until I find a way to take you to the hospital in the town."

"No, I can't go to the hospital. Don't worry about me. Go by yourself. If you don't go, I'm afraid it will be too late..."

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It sounds like someone wants to kill me, but I have never had a deep hatred with anyone. Why did I have to run for my life as soon as I stopped to rest? Girl, you must have admitted the wrong person.

Maybe I had a twin sister back then, but my grandfather was too lazy, not only gave her to someone else's family to raise her, but he didn't even bother to think of another name.

Yin Yiming thought wildly and waited for a while, but there was no movement on his shoulders, and the thin arms around her gradually lost strength and gradually loosened a little.

She thought it was the girl who thought about it and felt that she had recognized the wrong person, so she let go and pulled her. Who knew that the person on her shoulders slipped away, and fell to the cold ground with her eyes closed like a fallen leaf.

"Why did you faint again!" I said don't get too excited, it's not because of relatives, why did you act like this when you saw me.

Yin Yiming almost jumped up in a hurry, wrapped all the clothes tightly for her, placed them deep in the stone wall, and went out by himself to find firewood for the fire.

The snow was so heavy that Yin Yiming didn't have any tools. He only used his hands to scrape through layers of snow to find dry wood. He had to stop and rub his hands every time before continuing.

After searching so hard until it was getting dark, Yin Yiming returned to the collapsed ridge with firewood in his coat.

The depression was leeward from the wind and the sun, and the light was a bit dim. When Yin Yiming entered, he was discouraged to find that the woman seemed to be dying, and her pulse was much weaker than when he left.

Yin Yiming shook off the snowflakes in frustration, took out the fire sickle confiscated from his grandfather, and lit the firewood.

I usually see my grandfather making the ignition tool handy, but when it's my turn, it feels like a mallet in my hand.

Yin Yiming worked hard for a long time, making himself covered with firewood ashes all over his face, making him look black and miserable, and the handful of flames were just burning softly and gracefully.

Only then did Yin Yiming let out a deep breath, spit out the ashes that had been sucked into his mouth, and moved the ball of fire to the body of the rescued woman.

The cold wind roared outside, and the air flow blowing in flickered the flames, depriving a lot of the warmth that was not much.

Yin Yiming squatted there, looking at the girl with a sad face, but the meeting couldn't solve any problems.

Hesitating again and again, she touched her nose helplessly, put her palms together and apologized to the woman lying on the ground, then stretched out her hand and undressed both of them, hugged her tightly in her arms, and wrapped their outer coats tightly .

Yin Yiming was so stimulated by the cold and biting touch that he grinned his teeth, leaned against the hard and cold stone wall, and gradually closed his eyes due to exhaustion.

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