Drifting Towards You

After shouting twice, Su Xiangwan couldn't help but raise his heart without hearing a response.

After all, no matter how you say it, Han Che's relationship with her is considered unusual.

Having filmed so many films together, they are more or less friends.

What's more, just that moment, he rushed forward to protect himself and resisted the first wave of avalanches.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Su Xiangwan began to search in the snow, but after a while, he saw a slightly bulging place, quickly peeled away the snow, and saw Han Che's figure.

It's just that his face is facing down at the moment, and he doesn't know if there is any snow in his nose and mouth.

Su Xiangwan worked hard to drag him out of the snow and leaned against a rock to stabilize him.

Fortunately, the nose and mouth didn't seem to be buried by the snow. Su Xiangwan stretched out his hand to probe his nose and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there is still anger.

"Han Che...Han Che, wake up?" Su Xiangwan took off his gloves and kept rubbing his palms.

The man's face was cold and blue, with almost no **** color. The down jacket on his body was much more torn than hers. The buttons cut by the rock looked particularly blue next to him.

At this moment, he was leaning against the rock at the foot of the mountain with his eyelashes hanging slightly, and he looked pure and weak.

Su Xiangwan took out his cell phone to see if there was a signal.

But after I turned it out, I found that the phone was frozen and turned off automatically, and it couldn't be turned on.

After drying the snow on the phone, put it in the pocket of the down jacket, thinking about taking a look at it for a while, always call for help.

The avalanche had just blocked the road ahead, and the surrounding area was white. Although they were not far from the hotel halfway up the mountain, it was difficult to tell the direction.

"Han Che...wake up." Su Xiangwan took off his gloves and stood in front of him to try to make him less exposed to the wind and snow.

But he still didn't respond much, Su Xiangwan took off the down jacket and put it on him, and he also made a side.

Then after rubbing his hands with snow, the palm of his hand became warm, and he pressed tightly to Han Che's face, his eyes were full of nervousness: "Wake up soon...you crow's mouth, if you don't wake up, you will freeze to death here."

I don't know if it worked, the eyelashes dyed with Xueshuang trembled lightly, and Han Che finally opened his eyes.

Seeing Su Xiangwan speaking weakly, "This will start to curse me to death."

Seeing him sober, Su Xiangwan finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

A cold wind blew through her clothes and shivered.

Han Che slowly stood up, put the down jacket on her again, and whispered softly: "In fact, clothes are of no use at this time. It's best to snuggle up on your skin to keep warm. It works best."

Su Xiangwan gave him a white look, put on his down jacket and couldn't afford to pay attention to him.

Han Che was still sluggish, turned his head and glanced at Su Xiangwan and then whispered: "This is how it is played in TV dramas, where lone men and widows live together in a cold place, and then the man gets sick and the woman takes off his clothes to keep him warm. "

Su Xiangwan sneered: "What you think is pretty beautiful, don't let your mind break."

The two sat side by side, very close to each other.

He turned his head to look at her and said softly: "Really, if I died just now, would you be heartbroken?"

Su Xiangwan glanced at him with a complicated expression.

She believed that the relationship with Han Che hadn't gotten so good, and she had always had a deep defense against this man.

But he didn't expect that at that moment, he would actually protect himself.