Lost Continent

It wasn't until the Snake tribe disappeared from sight that Lin Yi regained his composure.

Glancing secretly at the people around him, he didn't know how the other party communicated with Sang and the others, but he actually let him go.

If no one secretly dropped his medicine or added something else, within a month, the Snake Clan Chief's body would recover [-]% to [-]%.

Lin Yi frowned, and the last look in Tamu's eyes came to mind, those eyes were red, I don't know if it was an illusion, I felt a little weird.

Healing Tamu's leg injury was entirely out of a doctor's duty. The kindness in the professor's mouth did not expect to get anything in return, but he really helped himself this time.

Lin Yi looked up at the sky, reckoning that it might be noon, and then he remembered a serious matter.

"How do we make a fire?" He walked away cleanly, not to mention food and dry firewood, and he didn't even bring his wooden spear.

Fu Feng stopped and looked sideways at him.

Feeling on his body to make sure that the bone dagger and the clam knife given by Cuckoo were all there, Lin Yi let out a breath of white air.

"Did you bring food and dry wood when you came?"

Fu Feng frowned, and said lightly, "Forgot."

"..." Lin looked at him with crazy eyes, "You haven't been on your way, have you?"

Fu Feng's peaceful face finally showed clear fluctuations, as if he was also feeling helpless for his recklessness this time.

Being stared at by the other party's deep eyes, Lin Yi's eyes wandered, and the reason for rushing on the road was not because of him.

Both of them were speechless for a moment, the cold wind howled past, rolled up the snow on the ground, and the air was mixed with snow foam, making it even colder.

Seeing Fu Feng's frowning brows with a bit of fatigue, Lin subconsciously leaned over and kissed him between the brows.

……

Thousands of alpacas roared in his heart, Lin did not change his face, but his ears were red, and the redness was still spreading.

Staring at the young man's eyelashes trembling because of anxiety, a smile appeared in Fu Feng's eyes, he lowered his eyes slowly and lowered his head.

Seeing the face approaching suddenly, Lin Yi swallowed, it was not an illusion, definitely not an illusion.

So he raised his head and kissed each other on the forehead.

The tactile sensation on the forehead and the unique smell that only this person possessed finally came back, and Fu Feng's eyelids moved slightly, getting closer.

He was used to being lonely for a long time, but because of this person, he couldn't adapt anymore.

Fu Feng closed his eyes, but was still trapped by this strange feeling after all.

After Lin Yiyi did this action more than 20 times, he looked at someone who was still bowing his head waiting for him to kiss, he pursed his somewhat dry lips, and couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching, "Da Wu, should we think about what to do?" Light a fire?"

A cool lip brushed against his forehead, Lin Yi was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, Fu Feng had already gone far away.

"Wait for me, I'll go with you."

Shuttle among the bushes and dwarf trees in the mountain, Lin Yi followed Fu Feng, scraped off large pieces of sawdust with a clam knife, and packed them in the leather bag on his body.

The biggest problem was firewood. The branches he collected were a bit damp. Lin Yi couldn't find the big ice cube he wanted, so he had to go to Fufeng and gestured with his hand, "It's so big."

Shaking the dead grass off his hair, Fu Feng said in a deep voice, "Don't run around."

Lin nodded, "Yes."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Fu Feng turned and left.

Lin Yi stomped on the spot, watching Fu Feng's figure disappear into the bushes.

Lin Yi shuddered, put his hand to his mouth, and rubbed it non-stop.

He found that his dependence on that person had reached a terrible level unconsciously, and he didn't want to experience that kind of sadness again.

He couldn't be pushed out anymore, otherwise he didn't know what he would do.

The early life experience left a deep-rooted influence. Lin Yi used to envy people who can live unscrupulously, who can do whatever they want with a single "I like it".

But he can't.

He is cowardly, low self-esteem, trying to get along with his classmates, not wanting to be isolated, trying to get into his ideal university, graduating successfully, and getting a job he wants. He planned a path for himself very early on, to become an excellent doctor, do A useful person is needed by more people, but something happened.

He had to re-arrange another path for himself. He hoped that the life of the Xiong clan would be better. No one would starve to death in winter. There would be no need to send women out for food, and the elderly could enjoy their old age at home.

He only wanted to realize these plans together with Fu Feng.

Lin Yi sighed, thinking of Hai, Cuckoo, Beibei, Dahei, and the enthusiasm of the Xiong clan. That shack was his home, the only place where he felt at ease.

So when Fu Feng came to look for him, he didn't turn around pretentiously, but obeyed his own obsession, held Fu Feng's hand, and followed him home.

Lin Yi pursed his lips, "I'll give you another chance. If there is a second time, I'll treat myself as if I misjudged the person, poke my eyes first, and then poison you to death."

I don't know how long it took, Fu Feng came back with ice, and there were two cleaned hares on it.

Seeing the young man laughing, Fu Feng raised his eyebrows lightly. For some reason, his back felt chilly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lin Yi straightened his face immediately, and said nonchalantly, "Put it on the ground."

Fu Feng did as he did, he saw Lin Yi trying to grind ice cubes, his eyes showed a bit of surprise.

Grinding the ice vigorously, Lin Yi pointed, "You chop all those firewood into small pieces."

Fu Feng did the same again, put the two wild rabbits aside, squatted down and split the firewood piece by piece with a stone knife.

Changing position and continuing to grind, Lin Yi turned to look at Fu Feng, "Is Da Hei really dying?"

The stone knife quickly chopped along the grain of the firewood, but Fufeng ignored it.

Lin Yi snorted, sure enough he was lying to him, he didn't even bother to find an excuse.

After the ice cube had a clear concave-convex surface, Lin put those small logs on the other side of the ice cube.

"Wait."

Lin Yi patted his frozen face, squatted down beside Fu Feng, held his chin, and stared at the ice.

When a thin layer of smoke rose from the damp wood, Lin Yi curled up his mouth, "Isn't it amazing?"

The inquiry flashed in his eyes, Fu Feng raised his head to look at the sun in the sky, and then at the piece of ice, "Yeah."

Lin Yi smiled, and patted Fu Feng's shoulder as before, "I'll teach you when I get home."

After a while, the two squatted facing each other to block the wind, so close that they even breathed together.

Fu Feng took out the flint from his arms, "Lin."

Lin, who had made up a certain picture in his head, came back to his senses and grabbed a handful of sawdust.

After careful work, he managed to light the firewood, and Lin Yi squatted beside him to keep warm.

Fufeng used thicker branches to frame the wild rabbit and set it on fire to roast.

"The Snake family has changed."

A sentence popped out of nowhere, and Lin Yi rolled his eyes, knowing that the other party would not answer if he continued to ask, so he simply stopped asking.

"Stay away from him."

There was no beginning and no end to the sentence, Lin Yi's forehead twitched, and he turned his head to get angry. The next moment his face changed slightly, he first looked at Fu Feng suspiciously, and then narrowed his eyes.

"Do you mind?"

"uncomfortable."

The question and answer between the two were very concise.

After filling his stomach, Lin moved his cold, hard feet to the fire, and stretched out his hand to untie the leather strips outside the animal hides to let the heat in.

"To the tree?"

Fu Feng fiddled with the firewood, looked up at him, "No need."

The simple two words dispelled the uneasiness in his heart, Lin Yi leaned on Fu Feng's body, put his head on his shoulder, and rubbed against him.

"I'll just sleep for a while." He hadn't slept well for several days, so he fell asleep quickly.

From time to time, Fufeng would put a piece of dry wood in, and the breath falling on his ear would be hot and humid, and occasionally there would be an unconscious sound of smacking his mouth, muttering something.

"Quarrel."

Fu Feng raised his arms and embraced the sleeping man into his arms.