Zerg Achilles

Sitting on the wet and muddy grass, you are completely soaked, and your thick clothes have soaked up the water, and it is as heavy as a mountain.

Kuntu struggled to tie the camels together, he let out a long sigh, pressed the camel's head away from the river, and let them lie down and snuggle up to each other for warmth.

You shiver and try to take off your wet clothes.

"It's too cold." He said, "It's even colder if you take it off."

You have to follow him in wet clothes, the shoes are filled with river water, and he walks rattling, he is busy all the time, the snow particles entangled with rain, slipping into his clothes from the open neckline, and the shattered hair is in a lock A strand of it sticks to the face messily.

The female insects never seem to care about their own appearance, and they are always dusty when they appear, not to mention their image.

He let out a breath, pulled all his hair back, exposing his smooth forehead, then unbuttoned his coat, and used two tree forks to make a simple canopy beside the grass camel.

He helped you take off the shoes that were filled with river water and poured them clean. Your feet were soaked and turned white and wrinkled like a washboard, but you had to wear them. You shivered and grabbed the shoes and put them on again.

Kuntu tugged at your cuffs and the hem of your clothes to remove the moisture. He unbuttoned your clothes, grabbed a few small fish from your clothes, and shook them in front of you: "You don't even have any Did you find it?"

You spit out the sand in your mouth, expressionless.

The female couldn't help laughing out loud, the heavy rain and river water tossed you into a mess, your face was exhausted, the haughty and cold shell was shattered by the blow, you looked like a kitten that fell into the water.

The rainwater rolled down from the thin and stern face of the female insect, washing away the attached silt, like cleaning a knife, very beautiful.

You lowered your eyelids, he clicked his tongue, stared at you for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch your face: "I wanted to pinch your face when we first met, why are you always so angry?"

This bitch is so unruly, accusations brew in your head and reach your lips.

"Why did you swim back?" He said briskly, "Do you like me?"

You choked and knocked off his hand angrily, even if you like AI, you won't like him.

The rain was pattering, the female was shirtless, and the vest was sticking to her body, as if she couldn't feel the cold. He seemed to be in a good mood: "Or do you think you are responsible for sleeping with me?"

"Nonsense." You said stiffly.

The female got closer: "Duplicity."

You have more sarcastic and harsh words, but because the female is too close to you, the smell of turpentine and cold incense gets into your brain.

You froze for a moment, a little dazed.

I don't know if this is a deliberate counterattack by the female insect.

The female insect looks calm, but her complexion does not look very good. You have read "On the Sexuality of Male and Female", and you know the official distinction between the sexes. They are not invulnerable. If you feel cold, the female insect may not be immune.

But the book also says that female insects like to be exposed to wind and rain by nature, you are not sure, the weather looks very bad.

"You have to wait for me here for a while."

"Where are you going?"

You asked quickly and hastily, Kuntu reached out and rubbed your stiff face, you turned your head away, he wiped the rain from his face, and smiled softly: "I'll pick up something to make a fire."

You looked around, your eyes fell on the rolling river, and your tone was affirmative: "You are going to get your luggage."

"Without luggage, it will be difficult to go." Kuntu didn't refute, and looked at you calmly, as if he was going to the river to wash his hands with ease.

You look at him disapprovingly.

Kuntu patiently explained: "There is a thorny forest downstream of the river, and the luggage is likely to be stranded there. I promise I will be very careful, but you have to stay here while I am away."

"Okay." You finally nodded and said, then took off the cloak and threw it to the female. Although the cloak was wet, it was drier among the wet clothes because of its rainproof and waterproof properties.

Kuntu took the cloak steadily, he glanced at you, wiped the rain from his face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he fastened the cloak, then pressed your shoulders, leaned down and gave you a quick peck: "Little Guy, wait for me to come back."

You punch him in the face.

"So fierce." He was a little dumbfounded.

You are cold and dismissive.

The female then got up, patted the two grass camels, and walked into the rain without looking back. You shrank in the gap between the two grass camels, squeezed between the hot bodies, and the wind and rain blew in through the gap, but luckily Not that cold.

I used to be so cold-resistant, you shivered and kept squeezing between the grass camels, the grass camels tolerated your behavior graciously, and turned their heads to shield you from the last bit of wind and rain, and the warm heat hugged you, Blood rushed to your cheeks little by little, and you fell asleep in a trance.

You don’t remember when Kuntu came back, but you still have the memory when he took you on the grass camel. It was completely dark at that time, and Kuntu half-armed you, looking for a place to stay overnight while driving.

"Find it?"

"Ah."

The night wind blows you awake a little, and soon fell into a deep sleep. When you woke up again, there was a warm bonfire next to you. Kuntu was squatting by the fire with his upper body naked, and his pants were still wet. White smoke rose from the fire.

The cave is not big, but it is very dry. There is a lot of dry grass inside, which seems to be the nest of some animals, but now the grass has become fuel.

You are wrapped in a blanket, wearing only a pair of underwear, and your clothes are scattered on the cave wall, and white smoke is emitted by the fire. You see a bow and arrow, a quiver, and two small packages. It seems that the luggage is not full. was found.

The smell of roasting meat in the cave and the smell of damp water lingered.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry?"

Kuntu turned his head and handed over a roasted meat leg, the skin was browned and sizzling with oil. You thanked him, took the food and ate it in silence.

"You really are not wary."

Without raising your head, you said, "You never lied to me."

Kuntu winked at you, noncommittal, he took off the barbecue, took out a knife and cut and ate it piece by piece, you blew on the barbecue blankly, hunger urging you, even if you were so hot that you wanted to scream, you couldn’t let go.

Kuntu showed an expression of holding back a smile.

Unmoved, you continue to tear at the pliable roast with your teeth.

"You're really weird." He thought as he said it, as if he didn't know how to describe it properly.

In the end, the female didn't ask any questions, and he was probably also very tired, so he leaned against the stone wall to rest after eating.

You checked the packages you brought back. Most of them are medical supplies, a small amount of food, and a sleeping bag. These things are well sealed and kept dry, obviously considering the problems that are prone to occur during the rainy season.

You are also very tired, so you spread out your sleeping bag, and the female is still leaning against the fire with her eyes closed to rest. You only struggled for a moment, then gave up the meaningless principle and walked to him.

"go to sleep."

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at you from beginning to end, and smiled: "Okay."

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