The invincible innocence of bottle evil

Chapter 295 Above the Snow Line

Autumn is the peak tourist season in Changbai Mountain. There are many scenic spots above the snow line. Wu Xie took Zhang Qilin as if he was going to pick up Zhang Qiling home. Instead, he seemed to be traveling. Zhang Qilin even bought a few small gifts to think about it. I want to take it back to Xiaohua and the others.

Wu Xie's attention was not on those flashy things, thinking that Zhang Qilin would need them to go back down the mountain, Wu Xie silently completed the replenishment of resources at several scenic spots on the snow line,

Going further in, passing through the area with tourists, it was the path that Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling used to enter the snow mountain before, but now it is completely different, even Wu Xie can't find any traces of their previous visits.But Wu Xie has already learned the method of the younger brother.He walked all the way forward, keeping looking at the surrounding mountains and the direction of the sun. At dusk that day, the two of them reached the ridge of a snow-capped mountain.

At dusk, Wu Xie saw the familiar scene again: the snow-capped mountains under the setting sun, presenting a feeling of seamless connection between warmth and coldness.At that time, the younger brother was worshiping the snow-capped mountains in the distance under the same sunset.This time it was Wu Xie, looking at it lightly, and then performed the ancient worship with the posture of the younger brother, Zhang Qilin followed Wu Xie, imitating it in a decent way, the setting sun shone on Wu Xie's face, There is a sense of extreme desolation.

Perhaps, Wu Xie is getting closer and closer to the person named Zhang Qiling, this is what Zhang Qilin thought.

Wu Xie stood on the snow-capped mountains with a very solemn expression. Zhang Qilin couldn't understand what kind of emotion this was, but he knew that these snow-capped mountains had a special meaning to Wu Xie.

It is conceivable that Wu Xie's heart cannot be blank at this time, everything here must have a considerable relationship with Zhang Qiling, but he doesn't even have the direction to guess.

Wu Xie stood like this for a long time.Zhang Qilin wanted to speak several times, but he didn't make a sound. From this moment, Zhang Qilin felt that there was an insurmountable gap between him and Wu Xie.

The two of them did not move on that night, but dug a snow nest in the snow, spread tarpaulins, lit a smokeless stove, and spent the night.

The next day, the two set off again with their luggage and continued to walk into the mountains.

Along the way, only Zhang Qilin was talking non-stop, talking about the beauty of this world, about places he hadn't been to, and places with incomparably tempting delicacies.Wu Xie never spoke, nor did she show any signs of boredom.

In fact, Zhang Qilin just wanted to arouse Wu Xie's interest in certain things. He tried his best to recall the things he had experienced with Wu Xie, and looked for some topics that Wu Xie might be interested in. Maybe Wu Xie's head twitched , I am willing to return to the present world with myself and give up this dangerous behavior.

At the beginning, Zhang Qilin's intensity of persuasion was quite high, but later on, the road became more and more difficult to walk, and his physical exertion increased, so he could only move forward in silence.

Finally, there was a slight change on Wu Xie's face. He subconsciously half-supported Zhang Qilin, and the two of them held hands tightly. After walking for a few days, there was no exposed ground around them, but the snow caps of snow-covered mountains. zone.Standing on a high place and looking behind, all the villages when I came can't be seen.

Looking at it at a glance, Zhang Qilin saw that the Changbai Mountain range was endless. There are thousands of peaks and valleys in it, many of which are inaccessible.

But Wu Xie couldn't judge whether the route this time was the same as the route he took last time.After all, after ten years of changes, besides, the memory left by Wu Xie has also become mottled and incomplete.

(End of this chapter)