I exchanged true love for 1000 billion

In a buffer zone covered by greenery, Gu Qianhuan approached briskly. His first reaction was that the village chief was not lying. The cabin was old and dilapidated, and the dilapidated door blocked his view. Gu Qianhuan pushed the door open and was already mentally prepared. .

The wooden door spun and creaked, a long sound that made people's teeth ache, like the groaning of a dying patient before he died. With the light of the sky, he finally saw the room clearly.

The low beams are full of cobwebs, and the blue bricks and stones are paved with a thick layer of dust. If you take a step, there will be clear footprints left. There is very little furniture. It can be seen that the owner’s family is poor. Gu Qianhuan Looking up and down, the dust floating in the air makes one's throat tickle.

He coughed and couldn't help thinking, what did the teacher leave here?

There was nothing in the front hall, and it was almost clear at a glance. He had carefully observed that the house was divided into two rooms, the inside and the outside. Gu Qianhuan had already been to the outside. He opened the wooden door inside, and he was faced with damp mold, a bare wooden board On the bed, next to the wall, there is a big dark red box, and there is nothing else.

It is impossible to hide anything on the bed. Gu Qianhuan walked towards the box. When he got closer, his eyes lit up. The dark red wooden box was hidden under the wall. There was no light, and it looked bleak, but it had been carefully scrubbed. His fingertips ran across it without a speck of dust.

Gu Qianhuan opened the box, breathing quickly. It was full of dozens of picture books. Gu Qianhuan had also learned it. He opened it and saw all kinds of pictures, from the most immature and clumsy paintings to skilled and flexible ones. technology soared.

Suddenly, he stopped, a young child was drawn on the white paper, his eyes were blank, but Gu Qianhuan could recognize him from his clothes and appearance.

That's... myself.

He gripped the drawing paper tightly, never knowing that the teacher still kept such things, but these were obviously not what he was looking for, until he moved the books out of the box, Gu Qianhuan accidentally found that the bottom of the box could not be moved.

He bent down and knocked on the bottom of the box. The loud knocking sound proved that the bottom was probably empty, and he dug it out to hide something. Almost instantly, Gu Qianhuan thought of this.

He was about to move away when there were hurried footsteps in the room. In an instant, Gu Qianhuan came back to his senses. He was holding the book, and the half-closed door shook slightly.

In his gaze, Gu Fengyao came out, and the light in his eyes brightened when he saw him: "Huanhuan? Follow me!"

The rest of the words were accompanied by thunder, but Gu Qianhuan didn't hear clearly. The lightning that pierced through the sky split the clouds, and the next moment, heavy rain poured down.

In the howling wind, the wooden house leaked from all sides, and the not-so-strong beams creaked and groaned as if they were overwhelmed.

Gu Qianhuan was grabbed by his wrist and dragged out of the room. He hugged the sketchbook, thought of the things he hadn't taken out, and struggled hard: "Gu Fengyao, let me go! I want to go back!"

At this moment, under the dark sky and heavy rain, the lush trees and grass on the mountainside are like creeping ferocious beasts. The heavy rain is torrential, the shadows of the trees are whirling, and the deafening thunder and lightning appear alternately. The horror of nature is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Gu Fengyao didn't care about other things, his sharp eyebrows and eyes were like sharp knives out of their sheaths, and the young man's slender waist was clasped tightly in his arms. He softened his voice: "Huanhuan, let's go, we can come here anytime, when the time comes I With you, Huanhuan, obedient."

Gu Qianhuan grasped the notebook tightly, his finger bones turned white, and in the strong wind and rain, the trees shook like crazy, his eyes were red: "The things left by the teacher..."

At this time, he was still thinking about the things in the room, what was hidden under the mahogany box, which he hadn't opened yet.

Gu Fengyao was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, his cold brows pressed against him, his exhaled breath was full of coldness, his dark eyes reflected the face of the young man: "Huanhuan, you are the most important, in my heart, you Most importantly, nothing is as important as you."

Xiaolan Mountain is not high but has an altitude of 800 meters. The mountainside is several hundred meters long. The mighty force of flash floods is enough to destroy everything.

No one knows when it will happen, so they can only run down desperately.

The heavy rain wet his clothes, and the crackling raindrops hit his body, which was icy cold. Gu Qianhuan and his clothes were soaked by the rain, and the palms he held were cold. The further he ran, the more he could feel the roughness. The mountain road became slippery, and the shaking became more and more obvious when walking.

A bit of gravel fell out.

Gu Qianhuan looked up at him, and met the man's gaze. In the blink of an eye, there was a ferocious roar from behind, and the washed-out mountain mud, rainwater and rocks rolled down, engulfing a thousand-weight force, like the scythe of the god of death. Thin trees were cut in half.

Things happen in an instant.

Gu Qianhuan smelled the breath of death, the mudslides roared and rushed, countless trees, rocks, mud, and everything they passed were barren.

His heart was beating extremely fast, almost suffocating, his waist tightened suddenly, Gu Fengyao hugged him and ran to one side, he stepped back, a long and narrow lightning split the sky, illuminating the man's cold eyes, his: "Go in! "

Gu Qianhuan stood at the entrance of the cave, looked past him, and landed on the untouched hillside, a figure stood on it, he stretched out his hand, even he didn't know what he was thinking at that moment, but the other party was just silent Watching, from the beginning to the end, there was no movement.

They looked at each other from a distance, the mountain wind blew up the corner of the man's clothes, and the torrential rain passed through his body without a trace of wetness.

Gu Qianhuan's movement was misunderstood by Gu Fengyao as a struggle, so he grabbed his waist and pushed in. When he fell in, he saw the roar coming from behind the man. Gu Qianhuan's eyelashes trembled, and he smelled the mixed smell on his body. The icy cold of the rain.

The splashing stone bullets hit his body, causing him pain and his body trembling, but in a moment, he would be swallowed by the mudslide.

never see this person again...

He should be happy that he will never see him again, and there will be no so-called troubles again.

But at that moment, unwilling to struggle to break through the ground.

Don't owe him, don't owe him...

He stretched out his hand vigorously, hooked the man's neck and fell back. The weight of an adult man hung on Gu Fengyao's body. Before he could react, he hugged him tightly, and the two of them fell into a soft fallen leaf together.

The cool arms pressed against his neck, and outside the cave, mudslides brushed past him.

There was a bang in my ears, and after the great momentum, there was a long silence.Because the dark cave is located on the side of the hillside and is shaped like a fight from bottom to top, only a short section of the cave entrance was filled by mudslides, and they bet right.

In the darkness, no one could see clearly, only the sound of heavy breathing, and the cold fingertips were covered with a thin layer of calluses, lingering in his eyes: "Huanhuan, we are still alive."

Gu Qianhuan let go of her arms, and silently extended the distance.

Gu Fengyao fell into the air, and heard the hoarse and tired voice of the young man from the cave: "What should we do now, wait for rescue?"

Along the way, except for the two soaked clothes, everything on the phone was left on the road.The pitch-black cave was blocked, and there was no light at all. The mudslides usually happen in bursts. It’s not just this time. It’s like an earthquake with aftershocks. It still has aftershocks that haven’t dissipated. Xiaolan Mountain is also loose in geology. Can't move easily, can only wait for rescue in place.

The darkness of day and night.

Gu Qianhuan opened his eyes, knowing that he couldn't see a ray of light, he stubbornly sank his fingers into a pile of soft fallen leaves, and there was a rattling sound.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Fengyao's voice sounded: "Huanhuan, are you hungry?"

Gu Qianhuan pursed her lips and touched her belly with her palm: "I'm not hungry, so eat first if you have anything to eat."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crackling sound, and Gu Fengyao said in a cheerful voice, "Huanhuan, I found a lot of chestnuts here, do you want to eat them?"

His voice was getting closer and closer, as if it rang in his ears, Gu Qianhuan turned his head: "Are you here?"

The fallen leaves around were making rustling noises, which was the best positioning tool. Gu Fengyao hoarsely said, "Huanhuan, I can't see you, can you stretch out your hand?"

He didn't even have time to refuse, he heard the crashing sound of chestnuts, and in a blink of an eye there were a few shiny chestnuts in the palm of his hand. Under the darkness, the man's voice said softly: "Raw chestnuts may not be too sweet, Huanhuan, tell me if you don't like it. Go and see if there are any branches, and light a fire for you to eat."

Gu Qianhuan didn't speak, and a few bare chestnuts collided in the palm of his hand. He didn't know what was going on outside the cave. In short, the cave was silent. Under such silence, the inexplicable atmosphere gradually fermented.

When he peeled the chestnuts, Gu Fengyao had already picked up the branches. He arranged the things familiarly, picked out a few pieces of flint from the hole, hit them with a click, sparks flickered, fell on the dead leaves, and caught fire.

With the addition of branches, a crackling bonfire started, and a few chestnuts were thrown into the red flames. The warm fire light dispelled the cold. Gu Fengyao deliberately separated the bonfire and made a simple partition to prevent sparks from jumping out, he said : "Huanhuan, you also come here to keep warm."

The heavy rain just now made both of them drenched. If they don't warm up by the fire now, given the low temperature in the mountains, they might catch a cold soon.

Gu Qianhuan raised his eyes to look at him, the red flame reflected his beautiful face, he moved slowly, remained silent the whole time, chewing chestnuts in his mouth, he couldn't taste the sweetness or astringency at all, as if he had suddenly lost Taste, the body felt cold for a while, and the burning fire drove him to keep approaching.

"Huanhuan? I have...something...bag..."

Gu Qianhuan opened her eyes and moved her fingertips. She clearly saw Gu Fengyao's lips opening and closing, but she couldn't hear anything. She was dizzy, as if she was sitting on a cloud. In the next second, she almost fell into the fire.

Gu Fengyao hurriedly threw down the poker stick, and hugged him into his arms: "Huanhuan, what's wrong with you? Huanhuan?"

Holding him into his arms, he realized that his body was so cold, without the slightest temperature, like a huge ice cube. Gu Fengyao felt suffocated, thinking of the heavy rain just now, he must have caught a cold.

Gu Qianhuan lost consciousness at the moment, opened his lips slightly, he couldn't stop trembling, it was so cold, it seemed as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and there was only one place with warmth, which made him stick to him unconsciously.

Gu Fengyao hugged him tightly: "Huanhuan, are you okay?"

What answered him was the young man murmuring indistinctly, and the red light could not cover his pale face.

Gu Fengyao was silent for a moment, took off his half-dry clothes, and hung them on a stand beside the campfire. His body temperature was very high, and it was undoubtedly the best heating machine for Gu Qianhuan who was chilling. The young man pressed his cheek against his He wrapped his hands and feet around his body, curled up in his arms, adjusted his comfortable position, and then remained motionless, just like a little sloth enjoying himself.

Gu Fengyao lowered his head and saw the hair spinning on the top of the young man's head. He held him tightly with one hand and said softly, "Huanhuan, go to sleep, we will go out when we wake up."

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