Bunny

As soon as Feng Qi saw that Wen Zhuo was afraid of him, he became irritable. Wen Zhuo was afraid of others and he was annoyed. He was even more annoyed when he was afraid of him.

There was a burst of fire in his chest, Feng Qi coldly shook off Wen Zhuo's arm.

Then, Feng Qi watched helplessly as Wen Zhuo stepped on a small stone, looked terrified in front of him, scratched with both hands, and fell on all fours.

They were standing next to the tree, there was a small soil slope down, Feng Qi grabbed it with one hand, caught a gap, Wen Zhuo pia fell to the ground, rolled along the small slope to the bottom, and then Lie down and don't move.

Feng Qi looked at it for a moment with his lips tightly pursed, then kicked the small stone away with an irritable kick, and then turned his head to leave, but after walking a few steps, he turned back to Wen Zhuo who was lying motionless on the ground, he The veins on his forehead were twitching, and after a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and cursed "Fuck", walked quickly down the small slope, picked up Wen Zhuo who fell unconscious, and the princess carried her away.

When Wen Zhuo woke up again, he was awakened by the twitching in his stomach and the smell of food.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the bright sky.

The sky in City E is very blue, as blue as if painted on it. He felt warm when he woke up. When he looked down, he found that he was covered with several thick coats as quilts, with his head resting on his bag. , with all kinds of thick coats under his body, which looked like they had been ripped off from different people.

Wen Zhuo moved his feet.

He heard the crackling sound of the burning fire, turned his head, and saw a fire pile about half a meter away from him, and Feng Qi was sitting behind the fire pile.

His sneakers were also stripped off and placed next to the fire, with thick sweaters wrapped around his feet. He was facing the fire, warmed by the heat. When he looked up, he saw a man standing on top of the fire I don't know what is being cooked in the small pot, it is very fragrant, and Feng Qi is also roasting something in his hand, which is even more fragrant.

Wen Zhuo swallowed his saliva in disappointment, and sat up.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have lost his footing and fell, but he didn't remember much later.

And when he woke up, he was covered in clothes!

"Are you awake?" From the other side of the fire, Feng Qi's voice came faintly: "Go down the mountain when you wake up, don't follow me."

Wen Zhuo looked bewildered.

Me, did I come here with you?

I don't remember at all.

Just at this moment, Wen Zhuo's stomach suddenly growled, and he held his stomach in embarrassment, not daring to say "hungry" to Feng Qi.

Jianwenzhuo didn't move for a while, Feng Qi's brows frowned even tighter, and the corners of his mouth were tense. After a while, with a cold face, he used his chin to light the small pot roasting on the fire shelf, and said: "There is no bowl. , Take a spoon and eat by yourself."

Wen Zhuo hurriedly turned around, reaching for the spoon.

Feng Qi gritted his teeth: "Shoes."

Wen Zhuo hurriedly put on his shoes, and reached for the spoon again.

Feng Qi closed his eyes: "Coat!"

Wen Zhuo hastily picked it up—huh?Where is my coat?

He glanced out of the corner of his eye, only to find that his rotting coat was directly placed next to the fire by the seal and burned.

Wen Zhuo casually picked up a padded jacket that looked like military training, wrapped himself up, rubbed it next to the small pot, took a mouthful of broth with a spoon, put it to his mouth and blew it for a while, and then carefully sipped it. Small mouth.

The broth was clear and fragrant, and as soon as it entered the stomach, the whole body warmed up. I don’t know what kind of meat was in the soup, and it was particularly chewy. Wen Zhuo felt like he was alive, and he drank sips after sips with vigor.

He was probably starving and really wanted to drink soup, so he puffed up his face and blew on the iron spoon. The spoon gave off bursts of white mist in the cold winter. The tip of the tongue tested the temperature, then pressed the tender lips together, swallowed a big mouthful greedily, raised his head again due to the heat, stuck out his little tongue, and fanned the tongue with his hand to inhale "hissing".

Feng Qi's eyes were unconsciously fixed on Wen Zhuo's face, and he didn't come back to his senses until he heard a burning smell, frowned and changed the chicken in his hand to roast.

Wen Zhuo drank the whole pot of broth, and when the spoon was empty, he suddenly realized that he drank all the pot of broth, and he didn't leave any of it for Feng Qi.

Wen Zhuo panicked, pursed his mouth guiltily and put down the spoon, thinking about how to apologize to Feng Qi, when he suddenly saw half a chicken with burning sesame oil dripping from the wood.

Feng Qi didn't even look at him, and was eating his half of the chicken with his head down.

Wen Zhuo stretched out his hand, took the warm wood held by Feng Qi, and put the chicken into his mouth.

Maybe it was because he was very hungry, but Wen Zhuo ate quite viciously, and while eating, he still didn't forget to thank the well digger, two big lumps swelled up on the left and right of his cheeks, and he said to Feng Qi indistinctly: "You are here Is it a chicken caught in the mountains?"

Feng Qi glanced at Wen Zhuo.

Wen Zhuo couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, his pink mouth was covered with oil, Feng Qi frowned slightly, he took a bite of the burnt chicken leg, chewed it a few times, and then replied: " Given in the supply box, you can't find chickens in the winter woods."

There is everything in the supply box, food, water, clothes, sleeping bags, bandages, and luck in finding a chicken.

Wen Zhuo didn't know anything, he was happy when he had something to eat, he probably forgot the words that frightened him before sealing the deed, he swayed his legs happily, and as if he remembered something, he slapped Thigh: "Oh, I forgot to take away Zhou Yang's bronze medal."

Feng Qi paused for eating meat, and raised his eyes to glance at Wen Zhuo.

Wen Zhuo drank the soup and ate the meat, his stomach was full, and his brain became active, and he sat on a pile of clothes scratching his head and regretting.

Before falling in the pit, his whole body was weak and he had no strength, and his kicking strength was not strong enough.

It's been more than ten years, and the opportunity of revenge that he has been thinking about day and night is in front of him, but he didn't make good use of it, it's a pity.

Feng Qi's eyeballs couldn't help but glance at Wen Zhuo.

Such a little man, he didn't know what was going on in his heart, his little face was annoyed and happy for a while, and he would frown and be dazed from time to time. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he raised his head and bumped into The eyes of the seal.

Feng Qi couldn't dodge in time, and the eyes of the two were facing each other.

Wen Zhuo's eyes were shining, and he met Feng Qi, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what he thought of, his face suddenly became unnatural, his small face wrinkled, and he put down the bag in his hand a little cautiously. Mu Mu slowly got up, and while zipping up the zipper of the padded jacket, he whispered: "Well, then I'll go first."

He still remembered what Feng Qi said to him just now, go away when you wake up, don't follow him.

The padded jacket was too wide, Wen Zhuo pulled it up, and immediately buried his chin in the high neck collar, only revealing a pair of eyes blinking and looking at him, Feng Qi lowered his head, as if he didn't hear it, he took a bite. Cold half chicken.

He has always had a rough stomach, and he can eat both good and bad things together, and he doesn't intend to re-roast them, so he stuffs them whole into his mouth.

Just as a gust of north wind blew past, the surrounding leaves were rolled up and slapped on the trunk. The sharp ends of the dry leaves were torn off, and they were blown by the wind and slammed into the next trunk.

Feng Qi took a bite of the charred chicken. He chewed it too hard, until he bit the tip of his tongue. The faint smell of rust spread in his mouth, which was a bit fishy. He didn't drink water for a long time, and his mouth felt a little bitter.

He swallowed without changing his face.

The sound of footsteps went farther and farther away, and he gradually lost hearing them, only the sound of the fire was left around, the small pot was out of soup, it was burning dry, and it was about to leak, but it was sealed. Qi didn't want to care about it, he was obviously sitting by the fire, but Feng Qi felt that his bones were so cold that he was frozen, he took a while, and then slowly picked up the spoon in the small pot.

There was only a little trace of soup on the spoon. Just a few minutes ago, this spoon was brought to his mouth and drank in small sips, but now, all he was left with was this boiling hot spoon.

Feng Qi's chest seemed to be clogged with a large ball of wet cotton.

Ever since Wen Zhuo ran away in the guest room that day, he had gradually figured it out. Wen Zhuo didn't mean that from the beginning to the end. I signed up by myself, and came to the most recent and most difficult training camp.

It's just that he didn't expect to meet Wen Zhuo here.

When he thought of Wen Zhuo's shrinking face in fear when he saw him, and Wen Zhuo's careless expression of running away just now, Feng Qi felt a surge of fire, and he threw the spoon heavily into the fire , Putting out the fire in twos and twos, picked up the backpack next to him with a cold face, planning to find a place to spend the night.

It is already around one o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky in E City is getting dark quickly, and the night is very cold. If you can't find a place to spend the night, you will be frozen miserably, and everyone has worked hard all day, and you don't have the energy to survive the night. Don't dare to stay outside for too long, otherwise the cold air will enter the body at night and you will be frostbitten.

As for Wen Zhuo?

Feng Qi sneered, he didn't know why Wen Zhuo appeared here, and he didn't care whether Wen Zhuo would withdraw from the competition, anyway, it had nothing to do with him, he wouldn't fall into a pit a second time, and it would be his utmost benevolence to help here.

In the next second, a panicked scream erupted from behind.

Feng Qi frowned as soon as he turned his head, he saw Wen Zhuo running, screaming "Someone is chasing me for help", he couldn't stop the car when he ran in front of him, and crashed into his arms with a "bang".

Wen Zhuo was terrified. Not long after he left, a group of teams chased him away. One of them didn’t even have a jacket. He didn’t have a bronze medal or a bracelet. He had nothing to snatch, and he couldn’t be eliminated. , he took the initiative to tell others, but they didn't believe him, and they rushed up to take off his coat, so Wen Zhuo hurried back the same way.

Who do you want to freeze to death when picking off other people's coats in the winter!

The soft ball bumped into his arms with a "bang", and Feng Qi's face instantly turned black like the bottom of a pot. Before he could say "get away", Jianwen Zhuo raised his head pitifully, Looking at him with red eyes, two small hands grabbed his sleeves, pointed to the back and complained: "They, they want to take my clothes off."

Feng Qi raised his eyelids with a murderous look, and raised his head.

Among the three members of the opposing team, one of them without a coat saw the seal as if he had seen the murder of his father and enemy. He pointed at the seal and shouted, "Brother, he beat me up and took off my clothes while I was alone!"

Wen Zhuo looked up at Feng Qi in a daze, and swallowed his saliva without saying a word.

Boss, do you have this habit too?

With a sweep of Feng Qi's eyes, Wen Zhuo immediately lowered his head and hid behind the Feng Qi, obediently acting as his own transparent person.

Feng Qi took off the backpack and threw it on Wen Zhuo, and walked towards the three people opposite.

Wen Zhuo picked up the backpack that sealed the deed, and quietly looked forward from the back of the backpack.

The battle didn't last long, about a few minutes, three against one, and the seal didn't take advantage of it. The last two groups of people couldn't do anything to each other.

When one of them left without a coat, he scolded and picked up an unknown coat from the ground. What are you doing with your coat?"

Wen Zhuo, who woke up lying in the pile of clothes, seemed to have a glimpse of the truth, blinked, and turned his head to look at the seal.

Feng Qi had just finished fighting with him, and his forehead was still covered with sweat. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve, turned around and walked out, deliberately not looking at Wen Zhuo, but the one with the red earlobe seemed a bit puzzled.

When Wen Zhuo passed by, he tore his backpack from Wen Zhuo's arms. Wen Zhuo hugged him too tightly, and he pulled him to take two steps, followed him and asked in a low voice, "Well, Feng Qi, what do you want?" Take me away, okay?"

Wen Zhuo now has a clear understanding of the situation, he is destined to be eliminated, so he just wants to go down the mountain quickly, but he really can't bear to meet someone who strips his clothes again, and he said that no one will believe him without a bronze medal. He couldn't bear it if someone came up to beat him up, he might as well grab Feng Qi's thigh tightly, at least he would have meat to eat without being beaten.

As for what Feng Qi said before... Wen Zhuo cheekily pretended that he forgot.

Feng and Feng are not that kind of people. You can be friends even if you can't fall in love.

Feng Qi glanced over, Wen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, he hurriedly raised his hands, as if afraid that Feng Qi would throw him down, he said quickly: "I lost my bracelet, I can't get out and let the instructor If you come to find me, you can only wait for the instructors who patrol the mountains to find me, but I am afraid that I will run into someone else, so you can take me, I, I am also very useful."

The last sentence Wen Zhuo said was very guilty, and he floated in the air with the wind, his beautiful rabbit eyes drooped slightly, because he cried just now, so now he looks very pitiful.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Feng Qi would not agree, Wen Zhuo racked his brains and made a difficult choice among "cooking", "anti-bag", and "running errands" for a while, feeling as if he knew nothing, and finally, he bit the bullet and squeezed Out of a sentence: "I will wash..."

The word "underpants" automatically popped up in Feng Qi's mind.

Wen Zhuo sensitively noticed that Feng Qi's face seemed to be even more ugly.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Feng Qi seemed very unhappy now, Wen Zhuo hesitated for a while, thinking that Feng Qi might hate himself.

After all, there was a misunderstanding between them, and the seal was rejected by him like that, so it's normal to hate him.

Wen Zhuo lowered his hands in embarrassment, and decided to go out for a walk by himself, maybe he would meet the instructor and take him down the mountain.

But just as he was about to walk away, he heard Feng Qi's hoarse voice with some impatience: "Go and get the pot."

Wen Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses, looked around, then ran to the extinguished fire and dug out the small pot and iron spoon, stuffed them into his bag together.

When he got up, he saw Feng Qi was wearing a dark green camouflage uniform, carrying a bag, stepping on withered yellow leaves, his back was facing the white mist of the sky, the wind blew past his ears, whistling and rolled onto Wen Zhuo's face, Wen Zhuo saw the light that he couldn't understand flashing in those long and narrow eyelids, and he stared at him fixedly. After a few seconds, he heard Feng Qi say: "Let's go."

Wen Zhuo's heart suddenly jumped violently.

He seemed to have glimpsed some secret struggles deep in Feng Qi's heart during those few seconds, but it disappeared in just a second, leaving only Feng Qi's back.

Wen Zhuo licked his somewhat dry lips, then got up, and hastily followed the pace of the seal.

Feng Qi took Wen Zhuo away for more than an hour. The two met many people on the road, but they all avoided each other carefully. Finally, Feng Qi took Wen Zhuo to an abandoned cabin. .

It can't be said to be abandoned, it can only be said to be very dilapidated.

At that time, it was already four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was already dark, with only a little light, and if it was delayed for more than an hour, the surroundings would probably be so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

This small wooden house doesn't even have a yard, it's just a wooden house with no windows, it stands upright in the woods, and its location is very remote. Several times, Wen Zhuo walked over by stepping on the bushes. He saw the small wooden house. Unable to hold back for a moment, he asked Feng Qi: "How do you know this place?"

Wen Zhuo was almost in a daze with all the twists and turns.

"The map found in the supply box, this should be a safe house, and there will be some things for staying overnight." Feng Qi opened the way ahead, leading Wen Zhuo all the way into the house.

The safe room was very dark and there were no lights, Feng Qi took out a candle from his bag and lit it, illuminating the surroundings.

It is a very simple wooden house, without even a bed, about a few square meters, and outside it is the size of a public toilet, so it can barely shelter from the wind and rain, but in the corner of the wooden house, there is a box.

This is the first time Wen Zhuo saw the legendary "supply box".

The box was not big, only as high as Wen Zhuo's knees, but it contained a lot of things. Wen Zhuo was holding it by the side, and the seal opened the box to gather the supplies.

There are sleeping bags and some food in the box, simple bread, and a bag of instant meat. The soup that Wen Zhuo drank at that time should be made from this meat, and there is also a pot and spoon, which were picked up by Wen Zhuo from the fire at that time. Same, and a few bottles of water.

Feng Qi opened his backpack again, took out some things from the backpack, he looked at it for a while, and signaled Wen Zhuo to open his backpack.

Wen Zhuo obediently put the candle on the ground aside, and then opened his backpack.

After opening the backpack, Wen Zhuo was silent for a long time.

In Feng Qi's backpack are some simple and fast food, a few bundles of rope, gloves, bandages, candles, lighters, daggers, a watch, and Wen Zhuo's backpack is filled with replacement clothes, secretly stuffed snacks that he forgot to eat, There is also a book, and a phone charger.

It was the first time for Wen Zhuo to feel the feeling of being crushed by a scumbag, from head to toe in all directions, it's not as good as others, and the equipment is not in place!

Feng Qi didn't expect Wen Zhuo to bring anything, so he put the things away again, glanced at the time, and speculated on the delivery time of the next wave of materials, reckoning that there would be instructors coming to drop the supply boxes in a while .

The place where the supply boxes are placed is not fixed, but the time is fixed. They will be placed every two hours, and the next wave will arrive soon. The seal is estimated to be within four weeks.

He has to get out there quickly so he doesn't miss the other supplies, and he'd better get all the supply boxes in his hand before anyone can find their safehouse based on the map.

While thinking, he spread out the sleeping bag.

The wooden house was not big, and Wen Zhuo reckoned that he could only put down two sleeping bags. Then he watched the seal unfold the sleeping bags, and then looked at the empty supply box.

There is only one sleeping bag in the supply box.

Wen Zhuo looked around, holding the candle, almost stuttering, and asked intermittently: "Four, are there any other supply boxes around? Do you want to look for it again?"

Then, he saw Feng Qi staring at the supply box indifferently for a few seconds, then shook his head seriously, and replied solemnly: "No more."

The author has something to say: Feng Qi: Don’t even think about following me (President Ba sneers)

Wen Zhuo: Boss, can you take me away? (Weak and pitiful and helpless)

Feng Qi: ... take the pot and follow

Feng Qi: I will never fall twice in a pit

Wen Zhuo: Is there any supply box qaq

Sealing Deed (Think carefully, carefully investigate and make a serious conclusion): None.