The day of confrontation with Zha Gong

On the bright screen was Gu Jiarui's small and tender face.

The little guy in the photo is awake, with a miniature body wrapped in a warm quilt, and a pair of big, watery eyes looking at the camera.

It's his cute little bastard.

Gu Feng put his head lightly on Yu Baoyuan's shoulder, and looked at Gu Jiarui's photo together with him: "Miss your son?"

Yu Baoyuan nodded lightly: "I want...I really want to."

"At least, we know that Ruirui is fine now," Gu Feng said consolingly, "Dr. Bai said before retreating that Ruirui is in his hands, and they retreated safely. They must be fine. They and Ruirui, Must be fine."

A hot tear rolled down the corner of Yu Baoyuan's eyes: "I miss my baby, I miss him. Gu Feng, I want to hug him, I want to make milk powder for him, I want to touch his little hands."

Gu Feng was silent, and gently held Yu Baoyuan tighter.

The cave is empty, and the wind blows in from time to time, making a humming sound, like someone's cry.

"He's still so young," Yu Baoyuan murmured in the afternoon, his eyes stayed on Gu Jiarui in the photo without moving, "He can't crawl or walk yet. I bought him with my life, he will Won't......"

"It must be fine," Gu Feng kissed Yu Baoyuan's lips, "During the time we haven't gone back, Dr. Bai and Meng Manglong will definitely take care of Ruirui as their own son."

Yu Baoyuan took a breath and turned off the phone.

He sat there for a while, then suddenly slipped into Gu Feng's arms, feeling the warmth of this man's body: "...we are still alive

to go for the day? "

"It's definitely possible," Gu Feng's voice was very firm, inexplicably causing a little confidence in Yu Baoyuan's heart, "Believe in me and the rescue force, it will definitely be possible, Baoyuan."

Yu Baoyuan hugged Gu Feng tightly, like a drowning person clinging to driftwood.

Gu Feng also hugged him tightly into his arms, and when he moved, he felt a piercing pain in his leg.

He sucked in a breath of cold air, but gritted his teeth and held back, without making a sound.

"Hey, are you hungry? Today I caught more fish than the previous few days. I...grill the fish for you."

Yu Baoyuan came out of Gu Feng's arms, and slapped him with tears and laughter: "Fuck you, with your culinary skills, don't I be poisoned to death by the food you made before the rescue team arrived. gone."

Gu Feng was very innocent: "...I will work hard, really."

"Let me bake it." Yu Baoyuan said.

Afterwards, Gu Feng lit the fire, and while lighting the fire, he weighed the lighter, the fuel inside might be used up soon.