Crossing the Western Tianshan Mountains

There were sheep here, so the shepherd's camp might not be far away. At least, Nurlan and Yeerlan disappeared on this hilltop, so this general direction couldn't be wrong.

It’s still early anyway.

Ye Minglang began to move forward and climbed over a hill where there were sheep. Standing at the highest point, he saw several yurts set up there, and he was delighted.

He shouted "Hua Duo'er" and rushed over there.

It took nearly an hour to reach the place. There were yurts connected in a row, smoke rising from the air, indicating that there were indeed people. Ye Minglang opened the curtain and rushed in, "Hua Duo Er!"

This scared a middle-aged woman who was making lunch inside. She had a headscarf on her head and said something in succession, which Ye Minglang could not understand. The woman then screamed and took the stick that was holding up the door curtain to act on guard.

Ye Minglang realized that he had scared someone and ran out quickly. Someone had already heard the noise and several men surrounded him, staring at Ye Minglang with unfriendly eyes.

He quickly explained, "I'm just here to look for someone. I'm looking for Gulinar. I didn't know it wasn't her in the yurt. You misunderstood. I'm leaving now."

Ye Minglang said as he ran off into the distance. The men seemed to want to catch up, but were stopped by the middle-aged woman. Ye Minglang looked back and found that the men were still standing there. He could only quicken his pace and run even faster. He reached another hilltop, but looking in all directions...

Even the yurts I had visited before were gone. There were no people, no sheep, and no yurts...

Ye Minglang took out his phone and called Ling Fengxi. The phone beeped twice, but the message was "The number you dialed is out of service area."

He has run out of the signal area.

No wonder he couldn’t get through to Hua Duoer’s phone. It turned out that the signal in this mountain didn’t cover the entire place. This made him even more certain that Hua Duoer was nearby.

He climbed up another hill...

At this time, he was thirsty and tired. It was already afternoon since he had been chasing the horse in the morning. He was almost jogging to catch up with the horse in front of him. The distance from the camp was really far. Because he was in a hurry, he didn't even prepare water and food. After walking for a while, he found that he was lost.

Even if I opened the map on my phone, there was no signal here. I had to rely on the sun to determine the direction and could barely confirm that I should be in the northeast of the camp.

Seeing the sun getting lower and lower, the temperature suddenly dropped a lot, the wind started to blow, mixed with raindrops, and dark clouds seemed to appear in front of him suddenly, pressing the sky above his head very low. He had been in Xitian Mountain for some time and knew that the weather in the mountains was unpredictable and even the weather forecast was often inaccurate.

This weather change is definitely not a good thing for him at the moment.

He knew something was wrong, and now he started thinking about returning to the camp, groping back in the direction he felt was right.

It was not until this time that I realized that every hill here looked similar, and after walking a few steps I felt that the direction I was going was wrong. The dark clouds blocked the sun, and there was no light at all.

The wind was very strong, and heavy rain poured down. Ye Minglang was soaked in a few seconds. He was tired, hungry and cold, and he struggled forward against the wind. In fact, he didn't know which direction he was going.

After walking like this for a while, the rain showed no sign of stopping, but instead became heavier. Ye Minglang felt that the rain was all over his face, even blocking his breathing. He felt difficulty breathing as if he was flooded.

It was also at this time that he realized that the sky was so low and the mountains were so big. A little Ye Minglang was about to be buried in these mountains.

Suddenly, his foot slipped and he rolled down the mountain. He rolled for a long distance before stopping, right in a puddle.

Ye Minglang's entire upper body was submerged in the water. He pulled himself up with his hands twice, but for some reason he couldn't get up, and then his body went limp.

It sank into the water and lay motionless.

Just at this moment, a horse suddenly came running from a distance. The girl on the horse was wearing a bright red dress. Who else could it be but Gulinar?

She yelled, "Ye Minglang!"

Ye Minglang turned his head and saw through the ripples on the water that his Huaduo was riding on a horse, waving the whip, running towards her in the dark rain. The sky was low and vast, the mountains were dark, and she was bright.

Ye Minglang struggled twice more, but his whole body was already weak. Instead, his eyes went dark and his face was submerged in water again.

Ye Minglang thought he was dead, but at that moment, Gulinar lifted him up by the back of his neck, pulled him out of the water, half-held him in her arms, and anxiously called his name, "Ye Minglang! Ye Minglang! How are you? You can't die, I'm coming! I'm coming! Your flower is here!"

Ye Minglang was not dead, he was just too tired. Hearing her anxious cry, he reluctantly opened his eyes and tried to give her a smile.

Seeing the raindrops sliding down her face and her hair messed up, he wanted to help her tidy up her hair. His hand lifted slightly and then softened again.

Ye Minglang completely sank into darkness.

In his last moment of consciousness, he suddenly thought of his parents who were far away in Shanghai and had high hopes for him. If his parents knew that he died in this mountain, they would probably blame Hua Duoer, right?

He felt sorry for his parents and for Hua Duoer...

Gulinar didn't know where she got the strength from, but she lifted Ye Minglang up and put him on the horse. When she returned to her camp, she shouted, "Nurlan! Come and help me, he's dying! Call for help!"

Nurlan came out and was shocked to see Ye Minglang, who was pale and unconscious. She hurriedly helped Gulinar to carry Ye Minglang into the yurt. Although it was almost June, there was a fire in the yurt and it was warm. Gulinar's parents also rushed over after hearing the news.

Gulinar said, "Call 120 quickly."

Nurlan said, "The signal is down."

Nurlan continued, "Don't worry, there's no point in worrying. He's probably just exhausted! It's raining heavily right now, so we can't get down the mountain, and the people down there can't get up either. Just give him a few sips of hot milk and he'll be fine!"

About an hour or two later, Ye Minglang regained some consciousness, but he felt the cold penetrate his bones, and his whole body was shivering. Gulinar, who was watching over him, called him softly, "Ye Minglang? Ye Minglang? How are you? Are you feeling better?"

However, Ye Minglang only felt cold and could only vaguely hear her call, but he clenched his teeth because of the cold that penetrated into his bones and had no way to answer her.

He felt something wet dripping on his face, and then he felt Gulinar hugging his body, pressing her face against his chest and sobbing, "Don't die, Ye Minglang, don't die, I love you, I still want to be your bride..."

It turned out that she was crying.

He shivered like this for quite a while, then suddenly felt a warm body close to him, hugging him tightly. Nurlan came in from outside, lifted the curtain, saw this scene, stamped his feet and left again. No one came in after that.