After the divorce, I became a rich girl

After listening to Zhao Jianwei's report, Secretary Xu looked at him silently. Zhao Jianwei was restless, and the sweat on his forehead quietly slid down under the invisible pressure.

Secretary Xu sighed heavily when he saw this, tapped the table with his fingers, and pointed at Zhao Jianwei. "Zhao Jianwei, Zhao Jianwei, what can I say about you? It just snowed so heavily, and you dared to let people take risks to go up Luoxia Mountain. Where is your safety awareness? After this matter is settled, we can discuss your dereliction of duty."

Afterwards, Secretary Xu picked up the phone and dialed his secretary's number to "notify the leaders of the Municipal Party Committee's Cyberspace Affairs Office, the Municipal Public Security Bureau, the Municipal Fire Brigade, and the Municipal Meteorological Bureau to gather in the Municipal Party Committee's conference room for a meeting in half an hour."

Secretary Xu hung up the phone, then looked at Zhao Jianwei and said, "Contact Chang Gang now. This matter must not be leaked. If it is leaked, I will be the first to deal with him."

Then Secretary Xu tapped the table, thought for a moment, and finally picked up his phone again.

Li Jiawei woke up in severe pain, feeling as if her body was being disassembled and reassembled, and every breath was accompanied by unbearable pain. She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be frozen by ice and snow, freezing cold. She wanted to raise her hands to wipe away the coldness in front of her eyes, but found that her hands were no longer under her control.

The cold air invaded her lungs, gradually waking her up. Her memory came back to her, and she remembered that she and Xiao Yi fell from the stone steps together, tumbling down in each other's arms, their bodies hit by rocks and scratched by bushes. Everything happened so fast that she didn't have time to leave a single word. She thought she would die here.

Fortunately, the backpack, snow and branches together cushioned the impact, so she was able to survive. But at this moment, her body was in pain, but she was still alive after falling from such a high place. She was really thankful to God and all the gods and Buddhas who passed by.

However, the pain in the body was still intense. Every time he coughed, his chest felt like it was burning, and his mouth was filled with the smell of rust and blood.

Li Jiawei tried her best to raise her arm, but the slightest movement of her left hand brought piercing pain. She felt as if a branch had pierced deeply into her wrist.

She blinked her eyes hard, and after several struggles she finally broke free from the ice and snow. She opened her eyes and turned her head with difficulty, only to see three wooden sticks stuck in her left arm, and the snow next to her had been dyed red with blood.

She tried to move her arm, but the severe pain instantly drained away her strength, making her afraid to move. However, in this icy and snowy place, staying still meant waiting for death. There was only the sound of the wind and dead silence. The feeling of helplessness made her almost cry, but the tears could not fall because of the condensation of snow on her face.

Li Jiawei endured the pain and let out a hoarse groan between gasps, "Ah..." She slowly raised her arm and pulled the branch out of her flesh. Every movement was accompanied by a low moan of "It hurts..." It seemed like a century had passed before she finally pulled her arm out of the branch.

After a short rest, she raised her hand with difficulty to brush off the ice and snow on her face and rubbed her numb cheeks. Turning her head to the right, she found Xiao Yi lying there holding her hand tightly, and the snow around him had been dyed red.

Li Jiawei used all her strength to prop up her body, turned around with difficulty, and crawled towards Xiao Yi. She put her trembling hands under his nose, felt his weak breathing, and felt relieved. "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!" She forced a smile at the corner of her mouth, and then fell weakly on the snow.

When the pain subsided a little, Li Jiawei pulled out her hand that was tightly held by Xiao Yi, shook him gently, and called out, "Xiao Yi... Xiao Yi, wake up... wake up...", but the only response she got was the biting cold wind.

Looking at the snowflakes falling on the back of her hand, she realized that the snow was still falling and they would be buried by the snow if they stayed there. Moreover, night had fallen and if they could not find a place to avoid the cold, they would freeze to death here even if they did not die from falling off the cliff.

Li Jiawei reached into her pocket and touched her phone, feeling lucky that it was not lost. When she took it out, she saw that the screen was broken, but fortunately it was still usable, thanks to the good quality of domestic mobile phones. Unfortunately, she found that her phone had no signal here, and she could not make a call at all, and the way to seek help was blocked.

She turned on the flashlight on her mobile phone, and looked around with the help of the faint light and the reflection of the snow. She saw that everything in the mountain was covered with white snow.

Then, she lay on the ground and searched carefully nearby, and finally found her backpack not far away. Fortunately, the backpack was of high quality, and except for a few broken threads, there was no other damage.

After finding the backpack, Li Jiawei felt relieved. She then noticed that her down jacket was badly damaged, with most of the down scattered. Her body was numb from the cold, so she quickly took out a spare parka from her backpack and put it on. The lining of this jacket is animal fur, and the outer layer is waterproof fabric, which is very warm.

As her body temperature gradually rose, she found Xiao Yi's backpack again, which contained only daily toiletries, a charger, a power bank, two pieces of underwear and some snacks, nothing else.

Looking at Xiao Yi who was still unconscious, Li Jiawei sighed, took out a down jacket from her backpack, cleaned the snow off his body, and then gently covered him with the down jacket.

After finishing all this, Li Jiawei lay exhausted on the snow, staring at the snowflakes flying all over the sky. On the brink of life and death, these snowflakes seemed no longer pure and flawless, but turned into cold sharp blades, threatening their lives.

Suddenly, she noticed that her left hand began to bleed again, apparently because the previous movement had disturbed the wound. She quickly took out her scarf, wrapped it around her arm and tied it tightly as a temporary bandage.

In order to continue moving forward, Li Jiawei connected their backpacks together, lifted Xiao Yi up and placed him on the backpack, then secured him with a shoulder strap. Then, she pulled the heavy backpack with great effort and moved forward step by step.

Originally, she planned to leave Xiao Yi here while she went to find a place to hide from the snow. But considering that the snow had not stopped and the direction was difficult to tell, if she left alone, she might never find him again, and then Xiao Yi would only die.

So, she decided to take Xiao Yi with her. Even though they might both face death, they could accompany each other and no longer be alone.

"Having a handsome guy and a big star by my side, I'm not at a disadvantage." Li Jiawei said self-deprecatingly, trying to make the best of a bad situation.

If the two of them were lucky enough to survive, in this vast mountain world, even if Xiao Yi remained unconscious, he could still give her spiritual comfort and make her no longer afraid or lonely.

The snow under my feet was thick. Every step I took was up to my knees. In addition, there were bumpy and uneven stones under my feet, making walking extremely difficult.

Li Jiawei staggered forward, dragging the backpack straps with all her strength, feeling as if she had walked for a century. However, when she looked back, she found that she had only moved forward a hundred meters.

Li Jiawei sat exhausted beside Xiao Yi, looking at her hands which were red and swollen from the marks of the backpack, and even oozing blood. The wound on her left arm was still oozing blood. The pain and helplessness made her tears drip on her hands uncontrollably. "Xiao Yi, wake up soon, I really can't drag you. If you don't wake up, we might freeze to death here... Please, wake up soon..."

Li Jiawei's tears could not stop flowing. She tried hard to restrain herself, but facing the vast mountains around her, the hope of escaping alive was out of reach. Fear and powerlessness enveloped her deeply. All efforts seemed so futile, as if she could only slowly wait for death to come.