Win Wayne

The enthusiastic big dogs are too clingy, and Wen stopped playing for a little bit, so they scrambled to lie on the ground and put their heads under Wen's hands.

Wen couldn't help laughing, and couldn't stand the expectant sobbing of these big dogs, so he had to play with them for a while longer.

The old man driving the sled was the owner of this group of big dogs. He looked honest and silent, and when Wen Wen had had enough fun, he trotted up to him reluctantly, and then he yelled unhurriedly.

The dogs that were still rolling around Wen just now got up vigilantly, and ran to the master in a well-trained manner, asking the master to put the reins on them one by one.

These are a dozen or so big dogs, and they still line up. Those who tied the reins frantically swung their tails and ran away, so that the companions who hadn't tied up could walk to the owner's hand. This orderly scene was impressive. Wen couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Today's weather is very good," the uncle would pat the dog's head vigorously every time he tied up a dog. "The roads we often walk are also very smooth. The guest is a little girl, so run well."

Wen squatted beside him, dragging his cheeks as he put the rein on the big dog, and talked to him: "Do all these dogs have names?"

The uncle did not look back at her, but simply nodded.

"What are their names?"

"..."

"Are these boys? Is it easy for boys and girls to pull carts and fight? In the animal world, boys are jealous and attract girls."

"……Um."

"Am I making too much noise?"

"..."

After chatting a few times, Wen realized that this old man really didn't like to talk, and what he said before was not with her, but with his dog—from the perspective of confidentiality, he really is best candidate.

Since he didn't like to talk, she didn't bother to make trouble, so she quietly watched the uncle tie up each dog, touched their backs lovingly, and said simply: "Okay, let's go."

Wen jumped up, stepped on the sled carefully, and sat down next to the uncle.

The big dogs started running steadily, running faster and faster. The speed of the sled was like a slow bicycle at first, but it seemed that the uncle and his dog had found the rhythm, and they gradually seemed to be racing like a hurricane. Speeding like a locomotive on the white snow.

The wind made her skin tight, and the shards of ice scooped up by the sled fell on Wen's cheeks. She touched her face in surprise, then turned to Wendy and asked, "Did you feel it?"

"Do you know what you're acting like now?" Wendy replied, "a lunatic who talks a lot and likes to talk to himself."

"...Wow, why are you so irritable all of a sudden." Wen said, "The snow scene is beautiful, be happy."

"Sorry." Wendy paused, "I just..."

She stretched out her hand to catch the shattered ice like snowflakes, and opened her eyes wide to look at the surrounding snow.Wendy had never seen such an expression on Wendy's face. In the endless snow field, her expression revealed a kind of ignorance and innocence.

At this moment, she felt wonderfully that she and Wendy became one, as if they had never been two people, never had two states of mind.

"I know," Wen said, "discovering the great power of nature can be frightening and unsettling, and I can understand that—but I really didn't expect you to be the type to start being fearful and timid in the first place. I thought you'd be the first to Indulging in the beauty that has never been seen before."

Wendy said: "That's you. And I can't help but think what if the sled breaks down halfway, what if the driver suddenly goes into shock, what if the sled dogs suddenly go crazy... what if we don't know what to do if we don't know what to do?" The reason is trapped in the snow, what should they do if they become fierce and return to animal nature and treat us as food?"

"Wow! Wow! Wow!" Wen said hurriedly, "Take it easy, don't think about it, okay? You made me start to be scared too!"

"No." Wendy looked at Wen incredulously, "You think it would be fun if something unexpected happens, the more I talk about it, the more excited you get—you actually think that? You are so abnormal Wen. You It's so abnormal."

"I'm not that abnormal." Wen protested softly, "I just think... being shared and eaten by big dogs is a kind of savage romance. It's more thrilling than dying in bed, right? Sounds like A desperate adventurer died a very tragic death. Most people will admit this."

She just habitually ignores all the parts that lead to negative emotions, and then jumps directly to the happy parts of the worst ending, which is not abnormal at all.

"They won't eat you." The uncle finally spoke, slowly and with a heavy guttural voice, "They are all good boys. If something happens, I can use the undamaged part of the sled to make two A simple one-person skateboard, and they'll take us into the forest and hunt us for food."

"Oh." Wen said awkwardly, "So you were listening to me."

The uncle let out a muffled laugh: "I'm neither deaf nor dumb. You're not the craziest guest I've ever met, so don't worry."

Wen wanted to say that I wasn't crazy, but her self-talk just now...it seemed meaningless.

"You came today by accident, there is no aurora." The uncle cleared his throat, but his voice still sounded so hoarse, "It should appear after a day or two, and now is the aurora season. You want to go back to your residence directly, Or go somewhere else?"

"Do you have any advice?"

The uncle said: "A little girl like you should like hot springs."

Wen took out his mobile phone to check, and chose the latter without hesitation between the well-developed hot springs and the undeveloped wild hot springs.

"Let's go to Hot Springs Valley," she said to Wendy, "so we won't look like crazy when we talk."

The snow gradually melted as they walked forward, and not far away, there was a warm fragrance from the yellow-green furry valley, as well as a faint smell of sulfur.

The uncle stopped and asked, "Have you prepared your swimsuit and towel?"

"...No. There should be a place nearby where you can buy it."

"This is a trail that hikers may not necessarily take, and there is no place to sell travel supplies." The uncle said.

Discuss with Wendy: "You are right..."

Is it okay to wear a jacket without underwear after bathing in a hot spring in underwear?

"Yes." Wendy paused for a moment and said, the latter sentence was more like self-comfort, "No one can see anyway."

"Bring whiskey and vodka," said the grandfather.

Gently refused: "Thank you, but I don't drink."

The two dogs responded loudly twice, and Wen realized that these were the names of the two dogs.She looked at the dog wagging its tail excitedly at her, hesitated for a moment, and thought that if she brought the dog with her, the wonderful hot spring would probably turn into a hot spring with the dog... Let's forget it.

The uncle seemed to see through her thoughts: "It's okay not to bring it, there are no wild animals around here."

Wen happily jumped off the sled, and when he was about to run over, he stopped and asked the uncle, "Are you waiting for me here?"

"..."

"Then I'm leaving! I'll come and find you later!"

She happily rushed towards the hot spring pool covered in mist. The huge space made her feel slightly dizzy, but the good news is that she didn't have a phobia—wrong, it should be said that Wendy didn't have a phobia.

As the temperature got higher, Wen took off his thick coat and held it in his hands, and then took off the cashmere sweater he was wearing in the middle.The uncle is obviously very familiar with the environment here, as long as she walks straight, she can find a corner where the water flow is not too fast.

Spreading her coat on a clean patch of grass, she took off her shoes and set them aside, then tested the temperature of the water.

"It seems a little hot." Wen mumbled, "But it should be much better after soaking in it... Try it first."

Wen slowly walked into the water. The water here was not too deep, reaching up to half of her waist. The temperature of the water made Wen's whole body tremble, but the warm feeling of ironing that followed made her squint her eyes comfortably. , tested the bottom of the water with his hands and sat down.

There were fine gravel under her feet, which made her relax her vigilance. She walked in the pool after soaking for a long time, and called Wendy: "Come down! Don't just watch."

"I just don't seem to have entered the hot spring." Wendy said, "I feel the same as you."

"You didn't have a phobia today, did you find out?"

"of course."

"It makes you feel safe here? Is it because there is no one?" Wen Luan guessed, "What is the mechanism of your illness? You will be nervous when you go out at random, and you will not be afraid when you come to such a vast place. ... You were a little scared in the snowy field before, but it wasn't to the point of falling ill."

"I'm just getting better." Wendy said helplessly, "This disease...will get better."

"I don't seem to take the medicine very seriously." Wen Hua clattered and drew circles in the water, "Suddenly heal?"

"It has nothing to do with medicine." Wendy didn't want to say too much.

So Wen shrugged, and squatted deeper: "It's fine if it's a good thing, and it's not necessary... Aww!"

She screamed and staggered, and fell into the hot spring, a ray of blood emerged from the place where she fell, Wen struggled to stand still, and saw the blood again while he was still in shock.She stiffened her body, turned her eyes and smashed into the water, causing a loud noise.

The water spray subsided slowly, and the light red bloodstains scattered in the hot spring, and the valley returned to the tranquility where no one stepped on.

Until a figure hovered nimbly over the hot spring pool, he glanced at the situation in the hot spring, picked up Wen at the right place, and took the clothes and shoes that Wen left by the pool before leaving.

The dogs waiting for Wen in the distance stopped their playful movements uncomfortably, and squeezed to the uncle's side, whining.

The uncle looked up consciously, and vaguely saw something flying in the sky.

Is it a bird?Or a plane?

Or neither?

He squinted his eyes to see better, but he was old and his eyes were not working well, so he finally lowered his head and dozed off surrounded by dogs.

"It's not good, it's not good at all." Wen heard a voice vaguely in his sleep, "What should I do, uh, should I help her get dressed? Let her get dressed." , It's too cold now, I hope she won't slap me when she wakes up."

She felt that she was leaning against a warm embrace, and in the process of regaining consciousness, she remembered what happened before... Undeveloped wild hot springs are not safe, she was cut by a sharp stone on the sole of her foot, and then saw blood She passed out... If she hadn't been rescued, she might have drowned in the hot spring!

Should have brought whiskey and vodka.

She didn't notice that she said this, and a young male voice said: "Do you want to drink? Yes, a drink can soothe your mood, wait a minute!"

He seemed to leave for a moment, but he didn't seem to.

Soon a small wine bottle was handed to her lips, and Wen was supported by a pair of arms. She glanced at him vaguely, but only saw a black leather jacket.

The black jacket tilted the mouth of the bottle, and the water gushed out, and Wen realized his thirst belatedly.

Without thinking about it, she drank the water in one gulp, and the other party handed over a new bottle, which she took as it was ordered.

Warmth gushed out from her stomach, and the pain in her feet became much more sluggish. She turned her head away in a daze, and finally saw the face of her savior clearly.

Black hair and blue eyes, handsome face, smile like sunshine, but a little bit bad.

"You are so handsome." Wen giggled, reaching out to touch the savior's face, "Your skin looks like a newborn baby, oh, it feels much better than a baby..."

"I know." Connor said happily, not avoiding Wen's hand at all, "You're not bad either."