Doomsday Traveler

Chapter 130: Storm, Flame, Restlessness and Anxiety

Lu Xian and Yao Wei had breakfast in the shelter.

Lu Xian went outside to find two straight branches of suitable thickness and hardness, broke them off, found a screwdriver in the car, took four ears of corn, and then returned to the shelter.

Then he used a screwdriver to poke a hole in the end of each ear of corn and inserted the sticks into the holes so that he could hold them over the fire.

Unfortunately, there were no chopsticks in Yao Wei's car, and she didn't find any in the shelter.

Otherwise, it is much more convenient to just use chopsticks to poke the corn kernels than using branches.

Lu Xian couldn't understand why there were no chopsticks in the shelter at the entrance of Tan Village.

Not to mention chopsticks, there weren't even any spoons or forks. If someone were to actually live there, what would they use to eat?
Yao Wei had two small spoons in her car, and they used these two tools when eating rice.

But a small spoon is of no use for roasting corn, so now I have to use a branch.

"give it to me."

When Lu Xian put the branches on and put the corn into the fireplace, Yao Wei suddenly said.

She had been sitting next to Lu Xian, watching him work. At this time, she understood what she should do without Lu Xian telling her.

"I'll roast it. You're all wet. Take off your clothes and roast it by the fire."

She said this to Lu Xian.

"Uh……"

Lu Xian hesitated slightly and asked, "Is this appropriate?"

Yao Wei didn't understand and asked, "If your clothes get wet, dry them in the sun. If you dry yourself quickly, you can avoid getting sick. What's wrong with that?"

Lu Xian: "..."

Forget it, Yao Wei doesn’t mind, so why should I care so much?
Lu Xian immediately took off his shirt.

The clothes are wet and it is really uncomfortable to wear them on my body.

But he did not run to the fire, but spread out the clothes against the wall.

Seeing Yao Wei turn around and look at him in confusion, he smiled slightly and replied, "We have floor heating here. You can just lay it on the ground and warm yourself. You don't have to set it up next to the fire and hold it up with your hands. That's troublesome."

"Ah."

Yao Wei nodded and looked away.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Lu Xian always felt that when Yao Wei turned around, her eyes deliberately avoided him and fell on the clothes on the ground.

So you're still a little embarrassed?

I guess it’s that harmful comic book again?
Could it be that Yao Wei was thinking of comics?
Lu Xian guessed in his heart, and then heard Yao Wei say again: "Aren't you going to take off your pants?"

? ? ? ? ! ! ! !
Lu Xian glanced at Yao Wei, and saw that Yao Wei didn't even turn her head, and just glanced at him with the back of her head when she spoke. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: If you have the guts, turn around and look at me and say it!
"no need."

He said, "I can keep warm even when I'm sitting with my pants on. There's floor heating right under my butt."

Yao Wei nodded and said, "Yeah." She still just gave Lu Xian a look with the back of her head without turning around to speak.

Lu Xian walked over to Yao Wei and sat down. He reached out and said, "Give me one, let's roast it together."

Yao Wei said nothing, silently separated an ear of corn, and handed the branch to Lu Xian, her movements becoming a little stiff.

When they intersected the branches, their fingers inevitably touched, and Yao Wei quickly pulled her hand back. This "swoosh" made the hand no longer stiff.

Lu Xian glanced at Yao Wei and saw that she was sitting upright with her eyes fixed on the fireplace. The dancing flames and the corn sticking out of the fire were reflected in her eyes.

Even though this woman was just sitting quietly like this, she seemed to be extremely stiff.

"Huh..." Lu Xian couldn't help but let out a slight sigh through his nose.

But this barely perceptible sigh seemed to have brought bad luck to Yao Wei for some reason.

"Why are you sighing?!"

Yao Wei seemed to be furious and said something, but she was still sitting upright and looking straight at the fireplace.

Lu Xian knew she was nervous, so he had to change the subject and said, "Nothing, I just suddenly remembered the past."

"before?"

Yao Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Lu Xian's words had nothing to do with her, but for some reason, she felt inexplicably disappointed.

Fortunately, Lu Xian's words attracted her attention. Although she was still embarrassed to look at Lu Xian and only looked at the flames in the fireplace, she still pricked up her ears and listened carefully.

Lu Xian said: "Yes, I roasted corn like this when I was a child.

"At that time, I was so bored that I would gather some weeds in deserted places, make a fire, and spend half a day there.

"Then I'd go to the cornfield and pick some corn, steal a pot and boil some eggs, or catch some grasshoppers and roast them and eat their legs... but there wasn't much meat in them, so they didn't taste very good.

"Someone even tried to shoot the bird down with a slingshot and roast it. But he wasn't very skilled and always failed..."

Yao Weian listened quietly to Lu Xian's story, and suddenly felt that Lu Xian's childhood was really good. It sounded like he was playing leisurely, unlike herself, who was always running around and trying her best to survive.

However, even though I'm just listening to it now, I feel it's pretty good.

Following Lu Xian's words, I imagined the scenes of Lu Xian's childhood in my mind, and it seemed that my own childhood also became beautiful and peaceful.

As she thought about it, she smiled unconsciously and said, "Then you can take action. Just find something and throw it out. Wouldn't that knock the bird down?"

Lu Xian shook his head and said, "I can't do it either. How could I have such a skill when I was a kid? I tried it with a slingshot back then, but I didn't hit it."

Yao Wei misunderstood and said with a smile, "You were only thinking about using a gun before, forgetting that you can just throw things."

Lu Xian didn't explain.

The wind and rain were still raging outside, the fire in the fireplace was crackling, the surface of the corn was gradually blackened, and the smell of burnt corn wafted out.

Neither of them spoke again, but watched the fire quietly, turning the corn from time to time.

After the entire circle of corn was blackened, Lu Xian took it out and tried it, saying, "It's done."

So Yao Wei also took the corn out of the fire.

However, the roasted corn that had just been taken off the fire was still extremely hot and could not be eaten yet, so the two of them held it in their hands and let it cool for a while.

The two of them sat there holding the corn and waiting, which was quite funny. Their eyes met unconsciously, and for some reason, they couldn't help laughing.

"Are you dry?"

Yao Wei suddenly forgot her previous embarrassment and nervousness. Looking at Lu Xian's sturdy body, she subconsciously reached out and touched it, as if to feel whether it was dry.

But then she realized something and pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted.

"Done."

Lu Xian said. The warm touch was fleeting, and he was a little confused.

"Ah."

Yao Wei didn't say anything else, retreated to the corner, sat down, and ate corn in silence.

Lu Xian had no choice but to sit next to his clothes and "grunt".

(End of this chapter)