Stealing Pens: Travelers from the End of the World

"Where are you two going?" However, Fatty and Wuxie still noticed their movements and asked quickly.

"Looking for grass." Zhang Qiling tugged on the brim of his hat, replied and left.

The two of them got into the grass, and Tan Yuchen let go of Zhang Qiling's hand and followed lazily behind. The path was difficult to walk on a rainy day, and Zhang Qiling needed to use a knife to clear the way, so Tan Yuchen didn't let anyone hold him in order not to hinder him. .

The two of them didn't go far when Zhang Qiling found the grass he was looking for on a slope.

He asked Qin Yuchen to wait by the roadside while he climbed up the slope using the surrounding branches.

Qin Yuchen stretched out, listened to the sound of raindrops getting smaller and smaller in his ears, looked up at the sky and said, "The rain has stopped."

"Yeah." Zhang Qiling jumped down from the slope, "Let's go."

Tan Yuchen nodded, brushed off the fallen leaves from Zhang Qiling's hat and walked in the front.

The two were very fast and returned to the place where they camped in a short time.

As soon as Qin Yuchen emerged from the grass, he saw Wu Xie and Fatty limping, supporting each other and sitting next to the fire.

"Huo, how are you two feeling?" Tan Yuchen sat across from the fat man and asked with a smile as he looked at the two people pretending to be fine.

"Hehehe, it's okay, okay." Wuxie gritted his teeth and smiled, "Where are you Panzi?"

"Fortunately, it's not serious." Panzi threw the insect on the tip of the knife into the fire and replied.

"Grass ticks can distinguish blood types. It seems that you two are more in line with their tastes." A Ning picked out the last bug and raised her eyebrows at Wu Xie.

"Fuck you." Fatty pulled Wuxie behind him to prevent Wuxie from talking to A Ning.

The fat man looked at Zhang Qiling and threw the grass in his hand into the fire, then turned to Qin Yuchen and smiled, joking, "This is how good the little brother is. When those grass ticks see him, they will go around. Okay, I’m extremely scared.

What's more, the little brother is so considerate. Look, he is very good at taking care of others, right, Mr. Qin? "

Zhang Qiling was still putting dead branches into the fire, but when he heard the fat man's words, he stopped what he was doing and looked up at Tan Yuchen.

Tan Yuchen raised his eyebrows, held his chin with his hand and met Zhang Qiling's eyes. He didn't care about the looks of the other people, smiled and nodded: "Well, I think you are right."

After saying that, I felt it was not enough, so I added another sentence: "Not only is she considerate and caring, but she is also extremely capable."

"Yeah." Zhang Qiling smiled, sat next to Tan Yuchen, took Tan Yuchen's hand on his lap and squeezed it gently.

The other four people: "..."

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other, groaned at the same time, and turned their faces to the other side as if they were not looking.

Ah Ning looked at the two of them with some curiosity, showing for the first time the look of a little girl who loves to watch movies.

As for Panzi, he kept his head down since the fat man started teasing him, looking like I didn't want to face him.

"Ahem...it's getting late, let's all get some rest early." Tan Yuchen took in all the appearances of the people, coughed a little awkwardly, took out his hand and stood up, took out two sleeping bags and put them on the dry ground.

He sat on one of the sleeping bags, patted the sleeping bag beside him when Zhang Qiling looked over, and motioned for him to come over.

"Yes, yes, we have to continue our journey tomorrow. Let's take a rest." Fatty also reacted, pushed Wuxie and started looking for a place to sleep.

"Ah, that's right, Panzi." Wuxie immediately took action and called out to Panzi.

"Okay, Aning, you can also lay out your sleeping bag and I'll put out the fire." Panzi nodded and said.

"Yeah." A Ning stood up.

……

In the early morning, Wuxie woke up from his sleep.

He yawned and got up from his sleeping bag. He looked around and found that there was one less person in the team, so he asked Qin Yuchen, who had his back turned:

"Yu Chen, where is my little brother?"

"Over there." Tan Yuchen turned back and raised his chin towards a path.

Wuxie followed his movements and looked over, and saw Zhang Qiling walking silently away with a shovel in his hand: "Where is he going?"

"I found something." Tan Yuchen put the kettle into his backpack, turned around and put his arm around Wu Xie's shoulders, "Let's go, if you're curious, go take a look."

"it is good."

Tan Yuchen followed Zhang Qiling with his innocence. They stood on the roadside and watched Zhang Qiling jump into an open space under the path, then squatted down with his back to them and swept away the dead leaves in front of him with his hands.

Wuxie wanted to follow him and take a look, but instead of letting him go, Tan Yuchen hugged him and moved further away.

"Wait a minute."

"Huh?" Wuxie didn't understand what Tan Yuchen was thinking and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Tan Yuchen didn't answer, he just watched Zhang Qiling put his hand into the hole he made.

Immediately afterwards, Wuxie and Qin Yuchen saw many grass ticks crawling out of the hole.

"Grass tick?!" Wuxie was startled and shouted.

Tan Yuchen was startled by the sudden sound, glared at Wuxie, let go and rubbed his ears.

"What's wrong? Tianzhen!" Fatty and Panzi heard the sound and rushed over immediately. Fatty pulled Wuxie over and looked him up and down and asked,

"Where are the grass ticks?"

Wuxie pointed to the place where Zhang Qiling was squatting and replied: "That's where I am, little brother."

"Ah?" The fat man looked over and saw nothing but Zhang Qiling, "Are you scared out of your wits by the grass tick?"

"Shit!" Wuxie shook off the fat man's hand and explained what he and Tan Yuchen had just seen.

Tan Yuchen rolled his eyes, jumped to the open space and walked to Zhang Qiling's side, looking down at Zhang Qiling's ungloved hand.

Zhang Qiling was silent, stood up and spread his hands to Tan Yuchen.

Tan Yuchen grabbed Zhang Qiling's hand and squinted his eyes to take a closer look. He only saw a very small cut on the index finger of his left hand, so small that it would have healed if he had come a little later.

Qin Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief and took out a band-aid and put it on someone very satisfied: "Not bad, not bad."

"Yes." Zhang Qiling watched Qin Yuchen lower his eyes and help him apply the band-aid carefully, and replied softly with his eyes bent.