Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

I ate something and wrapped myself in clothes.

His body was gradually covered by warmth, and Song Xun fell asleep unknowingly.

In the middle of the night, I could vaguely hear the sound of rain, and water drops splashed on my face from time to time.

Song Xun pouted uncomfortably, but soon someone picked him up and moved him to a seat inside.

The annoying raindrops disappeared completely.

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The clear chirping of birds is heard in the treetops, each one louder than the last, as if competing with each other.

Song Xun was woken up, and as soon as he came out, he bumped into Shen Heyun, who had dark circles under his eyes.

He looked very bad, listless and with a gloomy complexion.

Actually, sometimes it’s not a bad thing to be a bad person, at least you don’t have to suffer this punishment.

Song Xun was the last one to get up, and by then everyone had already put away their fears.

Once again, the journey to find a way out began.

After taking just two steps, Shang Ji came around to him. Song Xun looked up at the man who was blocking his way and raised his eyebrows.

"doing what?"

Shang Ji stood still: "Don't you need help today?"

Help? Song Xun looked at him in confusion.

Shang Ji: "Do you need me to carry you?"

There were still people who were eager to take the trouble. Song Xun's expression became increasingly strange, and he refused, "No, thank you."

He was really feeling unwell yesterday. The discomfort as if he was going to collapse if he took two more steps was unbearable. It was not that he deliberately made trouble for Shang Ji.

Last night's rest helped him recover a little, and he no longer felt the breathlessness and chest tightness.

Shang Ji moved his lips but did not speak. He lowered his eyes and stared at Song Xun's legs, wondering what he was thinking.

Song Xun walked around him.

"I'm not really disabled. I can't even walk."

Shang Ji turned around, looked at the boy's stubborn figure, and realized that he had said the wrong thing.

He followed Song Xun silently, keeping a distance of one meter from him.

It turns out that sometimes you'll get slapped in the face for bragging.

In less than half an hour, Song Xun's pace slowed down and he distanced himself from the people in front of him.

He had somewhat overestimated his physical condition, and his breathing began to become rapid and turbid.

The lips, which were already bloodless, turned pale.

Song Xun gritted his teeth and persisted. He had just rejected Shang Ji and felt embarrassed to turn back and ask for help.

You can only suffer for the sake of face.

Shang Ji quickened his pace, passed the staggering Song Xun, and bent down in front of him for the second time.

"Come up."

Sometimes Song Xun really wondered if Shang Ji had installed some kind of radar on him, otherwise why would he always know what he needed.

Song Xun pursed her lips and put her arms around Shang Ji's neck.

I thought, how can he not be considered a considerate and caring man who knows how to take care of his partner?

Unfortunately, it was deceived.

Shang Ji was too low on guard against people. She didn't know that her boyfriend could be a fake, and she was foolish enough to be fooled without any reservations.

Song Xun lay on Shang Ji's back, commenting on his inexperience in his heart.

Shang Ji’s judgment was correct. Two hours later, they saw the water source.

A river that leads to an unknown direction.

This discovery is exciting, but it also has some downsides.

The closer we got to the river, the softer the road became, and finally the entire surface of our shoes sank into the wet mud.

This undoubtedly adds to the difficulty of moving forward.

Every step has more resistance and becomes heavy and difficult.

Damp river weeds, rotten dead wood and leaves are all breeding grounds for leeches.

It penetrates every hole, including the ground, weeds, and branches above one's head.

Shang Ji was carrying a person on his back, making it difficult for him to move. At first, Song Xun would help him drive away the leeches that jumped onto his clothes, but later on he could no longer take care of himself.

After being bitten twice in succession, he gradually became irritable and angry.

I only regret that I don't have a few boxes of salt with me so I can give these damn things a salt shower and listen to their cries of death from dehydration.

He was caught off guard by a bite on the neck, and Song Xun angrily slapped himself to brush away the attacking leech.

I'm so angry that my nose is blocked.

Shang Ji stopped and Song Xun was let go.

The sudden action made him a little dazed. He looked up and stared at Shang Ji walking away from him, with a barely perceptible tension in his eyes.

He was afraid that Shang Ji would just leave him here.

Shang Ji took a hooded coat from Tang Yiming and saw Song Xun, who was in a panic and looked pitiful as if he had been abandoned.

The boy, who usually held his head high and acted arrogantly, shrank his tail and restrained his temper in the unfamiliar and frightening environment. He looked straight at him with his beautiful eyes and regarded him as his only support.

Shang Ji's heart was moved and his fingers curled up.

He moved closer and put the clothes on Song Xun's head. He tightened the hat string and tied a knot, covering the hat tightly so that only a pair of eyes were exposed.

He squatted down again to check whether his trouser legs were fastened tightly and adjusted them again.

Song Xun stared at the man squatting in front of him, completely out of the situation.

Shang Ji stood up: "Okay, there won't be any problems this time."

"...Thank you." Song Xun's voice was very soft and a little embarrassed.

Shang Ji is so nice that it makes him feel guilty.

"You're welcome. It's my duty to take care of my boyfriend."

"……Um."

It’s over. My conscience is even more uneasy.

After another hour of traveling, Shen Heyun was the first to give up.

"Can we take a break first?"

Shen Heyun leaned against the tree trunk and gasped for breath.

Everyone stopped and although they all wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible, Shen Heyun had not slept the whole night and took the initiative to assume the responsibility of keeping watch, it would be bad to not allow him to rest.

Everyone found a slightly drier place to stop and rest.

Shen Heyun looked very unhappy because he fell down halfway due to poor concentration. His trouser legs and clothes were covered in mud, and he was bending over to clean the leeches off his legs.

As soon as Song Xun got off Shang Ji, the first thing he did was to take off the hat on his head.

In a blink of an eye, he accidentally met Shen Heyun's gaze. Song Xun blinked. If he was not mistaken, Shen Heyun seemed to be very dissatisfied with him.

But it is understandable that if someone lives under oppression every day, it is difficult not to have opinions.

Tang Yiming shook his clothes and said, "I will never take a plane again."

As long as he has not spent all his money, he can still enjoy his life to its fullest and no one can kill him.

Xia Ming: "I don't know what's happening to my parents. They must be worried sick."

"After I get out, I will quickly report to them that I am safe."

"I'll call you on your cell phone then."

Tang Yiming is the only one who still has a mobile phone with him. He takes it out every day to search for signals and turns it off the rest of the time to conserve power.

He was in a bad mood yesterday, so he yelled at a girl. Tang Yiming felt embarrassed when he thought about it and took the initiative to make amends.

Xia Ming smiled and said, "Thank you."

Compared with yesterday's negativity and despair, although still tired, the mentality of several people today has changed for the better.

I firmly believe that as long as I follow the river, I will be able to get out.

After resting for more than ten minutes, the group hurried to get up.

Song Xun wanted to leave by himself. He was not ready to tire Shang Ji to death. He didn’t want him to be exhausted before he even left.

But Shang Ji didn't think so, and said directly: "Come on, you are walking too slowly, I will have to stop and carry you again later."

Song Xun was not very happy with what he said, but he couldn't be tough, because he really still needed Shang Ji's help.

He was so angry that he put on a sour face and deliberately jumped heavily on the man.

Shang Ji didn't even shake, he caught Song Xun steadily, as easily as taking a sack.

Not achieving the expected effect, Song Xun pursed his lips.

"Rao Yushu, Brother Shang's injury hasn't healed yet, don't be so willful."

Shen Heyun was sitting on a rock. While talking, she stood up, but fell back down due to exhaustion.

Although he was talking to Rao Yushu, his eyes were on Shang Ji.

In comparison, it seems that Shen Heyun is the one who needs help.

Song Xun didn't say anything, his eyes darted back and forth between the two of them, he lowered his head and whispered in Shang Ji's ear: "You carry Shen Heyun, I'll come down."

He simply wanted to create opportunities for the two protagonists, but Shang Ji suddenly became nervous.

The muscles in her back and arms tensed and she glanced back at him, as if trying to read something from his expression.

Song Xun raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

Shang Ji shook his head and said to Shen Heyun: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern. Yu Shu is my boyfriend, and it's my duty to take care of him."

Although he spoke politely on the surface, he felt offended by Shen Heyun's behavior in his heart.

Shang Ji particularly emphasized the word "boyfriend", hoping that Shen Heyun could have some sense of boundaries. He didn't like Shen Heyun always speaking to Rao Yushu in an admonishing tone.

It’s as if... I always want to isolate him from Rao Yushu’s relationship.

It goes without saying which relationship is closer, friends or partners, but Shen Heyun doesn't seem to understand.

Shen Heyun looked a little stiff, and clenched her fists as she watched Shang Ji turn around and walk away with Rao Yushu on his back.

Xia Ming came over to help: "Are you okay? I'll help you."

Shen Heyun's eyes were fixed on the figure in front of her.

"Is it wrong for me to care? Does Shang Ji think I'm meddling too much?"

Of course, he did not miss the dissatisfaction with himself in Shang Ji's eyes.

Xia Ming then glanced at the two people in front of him. Although he did not like Rao Yushu's arrogant behavior, he still said:

"They are a couple after all, and we outsiders can't interfere in what they do."

Shen Heyun was angry: "What are they——"

He swallowed the unfinished words.

"What?" Xia Ming asked.

Shen Heyun stood up with his head down: "Nothing, let's go."

We walked along the river for three days in a row. The further we went, the more difficult the road became, and finally we had to wade through the water to continue our journey.

The road had been covered by the river, so the group could only choose some shallow water areas to travel through. One person would lead the way with a long stick to drive away unknown creatures that might be lurking in the water.

At this time, food was already in short supply, but people did not panic.

The terrain of Sunkogakan Island is mainly hilly, and it is mostly flat near the sea.

They could feel the road beneath their feet gradually becoming flatter, and the direction they were heading was downward.

This meant they were not far from the beach.

As long as you hold on, you will definitely be able to get out.

Song Xun lay on Shang Ji's shoulder, his face flattened and looking a little listless.

He had been in an inexplicably bad state these past few days and had barely come down to walk a few steps, yet he was the one with the worst spirit among the group.

Shang Ji unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand and handed the water to Song Xun's mouth.

The bottle was washed down by the river, and the water inside was rainwater collected by Shang Ji, which he boiled and cooled before pouring into the bottle.

Song Xun licked his dry lips, took it and drank two sips, then leaned back on Shang Ji's shoulder.

Feeling the softness on his shoulder and the warm breath, Shang Ji's heart softened. This feeling was something he had never experienced before.

It seemed like in an instant, the empty heart was finally filled.

Wrapped in solid peace of mind and happiness.

"Would you like to take a rest?"

Hearing Shang Ji's question, Song Xun nodded dejectedly and didn't even want to say anything.

The group stopped to rest on the rocks in front, and they all looked a little excited.

"After we get out, I'll treat you. You can eat and play as you please. I'll take care of it all."

Tang Yiming put his hands on his hips and casually threw his suit jacket over his shoulders, vaguely regaining the glory days when he was outside.

He was the oldest in the group, at thirty-five years old.

He said to Shang Ji: "Brother Shang, if you have any difficulties after you go out, come to me, or tell me my name, and you will be my brother from now on."

"I also know someone in the hospital. I'll ask someone to take a look at your head and I'll definitely cure it for you."

Shang Ji's expression was calm: "Thank you in advance."

"Hey, we're all brothers, so it's only natural that we should be so polite."

Xia Ming also had a feeling: "I crashed into Sunkogakan Island, but I was able to get out alive. Maybe I could write an autobiography and post it online to become popular."

Although Shen Heyun is an orphan, he has been adopted by the Rao family and has no worries about food and clothing since he was a child. He is even better off than many people. He has suffered a lot in the past few days here. At this time, he also showed an excited look and wanted to leave here quickly.

He glanced at Shang Ji.

Once he leaves here, Rao Yushu's true face will definitely be exposed. He should really be allowed to see what kind of person Rao Yushu is and understand who is the one who truly cares about him.

Different from the excitement of everyone else, Song Xun was the only one who was not in a good mood. He huddled aside with his head down and remained silent.

Because he doesn't exercise or go out often, his skin color is always sickly pale.

Shang Ji took out the last chocolate from his pocket.

There were only a few pills in a box, and each person got two. Shang Ji kept his share and fed it all to Rao Yushu.

But this time Song Xun didn't open his mouth. He lost interest and appetite in the only thing that was still edible.

Shang Ji grabbed Song Xun's hand on his knee, and felt that the young man next to him was as fragile as quicksand that could easily disperse. The wrist in his palm was slender and soft, and would break with a slight bend.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Why don't you eat?"

Song Xun did not answer. After a long silence, he suddenly looked up.

"I don't want to stay here, go back."

Because of his words, the excited people felt as if they were poured with a bucket of cold water, and their gazes towards Song Xun suddenly became hostile.

Shang Ji placed one hand on Song Xun’s slightly pale cheek.

"Can you tell me the reason?"

His questioning did not contain any urging or questioning, leading Song Xun to tell the reason.

But Song Xun couldn't explain the specific reason. It was just an instinctive feeling and the feeling that something was wrong in his body, which seemed to tell him somehow.

Something is wrong here.