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"Huh... That's good, and you still have pain, which is actually a good thing..."

Sayuri Sawamura sighed and said.

She supported Li Yan, and by the way, she watched the valley whistling against the ground, sad and silent.

"You shouldn't have been here."

Li Yan was supported by Sayuri and said.

After Sawamura Sayuri heard this, she looked at the scene with a smile and shook her head.

"In the beginning, didn't you treat me like this?"

Li Yan was shocked slightly, looking at the profile of this beautiful woman.

In the moonlight, she resembles Yinglili, but not Yinglili. She has the beautiful face of Yinglili, but she also has her own unique cherry blossoms as colorful and gorgeous temperament.

Sayuri Sawamura still remembers the memories of the fire.

"That thing has been a long time ago."

Li Yan didn't want her to remember it so firmly, and said to Sayuri.

However, Sayuri shook her head slightly again, standing in the breeze, with a faint smile on her mouth.

"A lie, obviously not long ago, as if yesterday..."

Li Yan was silent.

He didn't dare to admit that, not long after he met Ying Lili, he met Sayuri again. Gradually, he was a little hard to tell which one is Sayuri and which one is Ying Lili...

What he cares about is the same person or two people...

Why is this kind of chaotic identification bothering him.

The night breeze was clear and cold, and under the stars after the blizzard, moonlight fell on this huge valley, and Sayuri struggled to support Li Yan and walk in this deep valley.

She felt that Li Yan's body was very stubborn and didn't want to put more pressure on her, but she was even closer to him, supporting his body, it seemed like this, each other could also find a touch of warmth in the snow.

Walking all the way and inspecting it again, they found that there was no way out here.

It seems that I can only find shelter in the valley and wait for the rescue that has not come...

Volume 17 Supplementary Volume · Fanwai Sayuri (End · Together)

As night fell, the bright moon hung in the sky, the stars were within reach, a beautiful night, and it was invisible that this mountain peak experienced a rare blizzard not long ago.The snow in the valley is so white and thick in the moonlight, if you don't touch them, you will think that it is another kind of "warm".

"what……"

Standing in the moonlight, the woman now wearing a warm kimono is heating her hands like jade.In a quiet snowfield, Sayuri Sawamura raised her head and looked at the starry moon.

A moonlight, a lonely shadow, so weak and pitiful.

The wind in the valley is still strong, and the woods above are rustling, and the snow above is still falling. This woman took the clean snow with both hands and put it in the kettle to let the red hands. Put on some dirt-soaked gloves.

In the calm world, she began to walk towards the cave with a bit of fire.

After encountering a dangerous situation, Sayuri helped Li Yan, who was inconvenient to move, to find a way out of this gorge, but after judging that they could not escape by the abilities of the two, they finally found a cave. It was said to be a cave instead of a rock. The two-meter-deep karst cave washed out, where they sheltered from the cold wind, waiting for rescue.

After walking into the cave, she saw Li Yan lying on a dead branch and covering her coat again. At the moment, she had fainted and her face was very bad.

After she took off her gloves and was warmed by the fire, she reached out and touched Li Yan's forehead, but it felt hot.

"..."

Sawamura Sayuri showed worry and concern, and looked at Li Yan's face quietly.

This time, Li Yan’s recovery was a bit slow. If an average person fell from such a height unpreparedly, he would have been unconscious. If it weren’t for the infinite effectiveness of the blood gifted by a mermaid, how could he be able to move in such a short time? This kind of recovery ability that goes against the limit of humans has helped him through the dangers again and again, but after being covered by cold snow for a long time, and his body was seriously injured, this person who could not be defeated even started to burn.

Already, Li Yan did not wake up for more than an hour.

"Why is this..."

Sayuri Sawamura looked at him with pity for a while. In the flames, her face had unspeakable perseverance. Then, with a charming smile, she hung the kettle on the dry branches and boiled the snow water. .After that, she put Li Yan in her arms again to provide him with body temperature and help him relieve his pain.

When she hugged him, she still felt a little psychologically inexplicable.The experience of touching Li Yan like this was probably only the time when he left the sea of ​​fire with her on his back during the fire.

When he had a fever last time, Sayuri remembered that she also blamed Li Yan for not knowing how to cherish her body, but now, she sits in front of the fire, puts her arms around this one and closed her eyes tightly. She has been struggling all the time, suffering with scars. However, he no longer blames him, and even feels that if he can rest in this way, let him rest for a while.

In the dream, Li Yan's expression was still uneasy and painful. He occasionally hummed slightly, like choking and sighing. He was so stubborn in the dream, but he didn't show much loss.

Sawamura Sayuri did not understand what the Chinese meant by Li Yan occasionally.

At present, Sayuri has been taking care of him carefully, including when he lay down and rested, collecting branches to separate the ground, and also took off his coat to cover him, and this woman is wearing hers. Although warm, the thin kimono resists bitter cold.

She often stared at him like this, for a long time, time passed by, and among the stars and snow, she could only do her best to guard him.

I don't know how long it took before Li Yan finally woke up.

When he woke up, he felt that his body still had a warm body temperature, and there was a down jacket covering him. He remembered that this piece of clothing was Sayuri's, even when he was unconscious, he smelled it. There was a faint fragrance, and he knew how he was taken care of.

He struggled to get up and leaned against the wall. Fortunately, the wall became somewhat warmer under the heat of the fire.

At this moment, Sawamura Sayuri held the firewood she picked up, bent down slightly, and saw that Li Yan had climbed up and was looking at her.

"Are you okay?" Sayuri looked at Li Yan with a concerned look, and asked.

Li Yan's expression was still a bit awful, but his spirits had improved a lot, and he nodded and said, "It's okay, I'm much better..."

Sawamura Sayuri looked at him silently and caringly for a while, and then showed a smile of peace of mind. This smile was so warm in the firelight.

"Let me see again..."

Sayuri stretched out her hand and pressed it on Li Yan's forehead. After feeling it quietly, she nodded slightly and said, "I didn't lie to me. The fever has indeed gone down. Fortunately, your body is very strong. Otherwise, it will be very difficult to get a fever in this weather. ."

"...Have you been taking care of me?" Li Yan asked in silence for a while.

Sayuri was quiet for a while, nodded, and said, "It's just doing some things."

Li Yan understands Sayuri's way of taking care of him, and feels a bit of a thousand words, but he also thinks whether he has made too much, thinking about it again and again, and finally just murmured: "Thank you."

"There is no need to thank you, I have never thanked you."

Sayuri Sawamura smiled and said to Li Yan.

As for why Sayuri didn't thank Li Yan, she herself had forgotten... anything that needed to be thanked anyway, but she forgot, probably... this kind of gratitude is difficult to express and repay even with thanks.

Sawamura Sayuri rolled up her sleeves and threw firewood into the fire. She knelt down on a dry stone slab, and when she leaned forward, she had a natural elegance.