The president is committing suicide

Loving others and loving yourself is not a difficult question.

To love someone you like is to love yourself, and to love others without forgetting yourself is also to love yourself.

Under what circumstances will you and your loved one become opposites.

Because I love him, do I have no time to care about my own dignity and self?

Ding Jiaying had a fever and was dazed as she looked at the snow and thought about all sorts of things. She felt that this was extremely boring.

She and Xiao Mimi went to find the manager together hoping to charge their mobile phones. In case the signal was connected, they could also report their safety to their sister.

The manager is now very busy. The solar panels cannot be relied upon in rainy and snowy weather, and the diesel is being consumed bit by bit, so he dare not use it easily.

He smiled and spoke kindly in a hoarse voice. Ding Jiaying felt sorry to see that he looked so haggard in just two days.

"That's okay, just focus on the urgent use first, we are waiting for your good news."

Ding Jiaying returned empty-handed, and Xiao Mimi remained silent on the way.

She spoke only after she closed the door.

"Just now I clearly saw a lot of mobile phones on it, the one by Jin Hengli..."

"Forget it. That's useless. The base station hasn't been repaired yet, and even with a cell phone, we can't contact people outside. There's no point in arguing with those people. We can't be like them and make things difficult for others, right?"

Ding Jiaying spoke in a weak voice. She was not as competitive as she was yesterday, and she leaned back on the sofa and wrapped herself in it.

Xiao Mimi sat next to her, held her hand and hugged her.

"I know we can't be like them, but you and Amu both have fevers and they're not getting better. The medicine won't last long, and I'm scared."

Ding Jiaying also hugged her and rocked her: "Dear Xiao Mi, don't be afraid, we can all go home. You know the crazy weather here, we won't be frozen by the Siberian cold wave. Wait until the sun comes out, and everything will be fine."

"Are you coaxing a child?" Xiao Mimi held back the tears in her eyes.

The snow was still falling, interweaving with the rain. Ding Jiaying was comforting herself and herself, saying that things would get better and better.

Xiao Mimi finally walked out of the room calmly and faced Shangguan Mu with a smile.

After she left, Ding Jiaying still sat motionless on the sofa, watching the gray sky that seemed never to stop, watching her irretrievable hope fall away bit by bit, and then she fell into a daze and fell asleep.

Shen Cong turned aside and avoided the person who came up to ask questions, and hurried back to the room.

"We moved forward today. We heard a noise below the bend. It should be the rescue team that has also moved forward. Tomorrow, tomorrow we should be able to find the damaged base station to repair or contact the people down the mountain to restore electricity..."

No one responded to what he said. In the dim room, Ding Jiaying curled up on the sofa.

Shen Cong walked lightly, took off his coat, rubbed his hands to warm them, and squatted gently beside her.

"Are you asleep? Is the blanket too thin? Why aren't you covered with a quilt?"

He carefully pulled the blanket up for her, and she was startled when her fingertips brushed against her skin.

"Aying?"

No reply.

Shen Cong panicked and tried the temperature of her forehead with his palm again. It was so hot that he wanted to pull his hand back.

"A Ying!"

Wrapping the person tightly with a blanket, Shen Cong picked him up and was about to go out.

A hot hand touched his face: "You're back."

Shen Cong lowered his head and looked into a pair of bright eyes: "I'm back."

"I just had a nightmare. I dreamed that you were in the forest. It was raining so hard that you couldn't see me when I stood in front of you. There was an elk with branches all over its head, and it snorted at me..."

She spoke to him very gently, slowly telling him about her dream.

"Don't take me to the doctor. I went to get some medicine this afternoon and came back. Let's talk for a while."

Shen Cong couldn't refuse her, so he hugged her and they both squeezed on the sofa, covered with a blanket.

Ding Jiaying placed both of her hands on his face, which was cool and comfortable. She also leaned her head towards him.

Suddenly, she felt as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time. It was like a summer afternoon when she put her feet into the cool water of a pond, the ripples on the water reflected the tall trees. Everything was green, everything was fresh.

She even wanted to go fishing here with him, but she had no fishing line or even a fishing rod.

She thought she didn't want Shen Cong to touch her, nor did she want his help.

But she was addicted to such company, after believing that this was her last day in the world.

Shen Cong didn't know, he just felt that she seemed to be sick, as if she was so weak that she had forgotten her hatred for him.

He was worried about this, but also secretly happy. He looked out the window with her at the gray sky outlining the undulating mountains.

It will rain at night, and I don’t know if the water will turn into ice.

Shen Cong told him everything that happened today, saying that there might be hope of rescue tomorrow.

"We may arrive later, and we'll be warmer or have some supplies."

"That's great."

Ding Jiaying's dream was much worse than what she said, but imagining that moment everyone was happier, they cooperated as if they believed what Shen Cong said.

They didn't go downstairs to eat, so Xiao Mimi brought it up for them.

Ding Jiaying couldn't eat much, so Shen Cong coaxed her to drink some soup, take some medicine and then rest.

Xiao Mimi looked at Shen Cong who was exhausted and seemed to want to say something but hesitated. After thinking for a while, she decided not to say anything and went back.

Shangguan noticed that something was wrong with her: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

The high fever made his lips pale and his face flushed. Xiao Mimi didn't want to make him worry, so she just shook her head: "It's okay."

"I'm just sick, not dead. I can't help you beat people up, but I can listen to you nagging. If you can't, tell me first, and I'll avenge you as soon as I get better." Shangguan Mu said seriously, "No matter who it is, Shen Cong is the same."

Xiao Mimi smiled at Shangguan Mu: "Don't show off. Shen Cong, it's good enough that you can beat Kuang Zheng."

Shangguan Mu held her hand and said, "Now we are both in trouble together. Can you please stop being so distant and keep everything to yourself?"

"Are we unable to go back?"

"Why do you ask?" Shangguan Mu didn't think Xiao Ruyi was someone who would be disappointed so easily. She was like a fearless little sun.

Xiao Ruyi said that she noticed something unusual when she was eating downstairs today. Those people secretly bribed the people in the kitchen yesterday to hide the food.

"Did anyone see it?"

"There must have been others who saw it, but they didn't say anything."

"It means that many people think this way, not just one or two people."

Shangguan Mu felt that the ice, snow and darkness outside were not as scary as the people here, and they were shaking the hopes of these people.

In fact, although it is unusually cold weather that has not been seen in 20 years, this is the central part of China after all, and there will not be continuous extreme cold like in the north.

Even if we encounter some difficulties, a few days' delay, and a shortage of supplies, it will never be to the point where people starve to death.

These people are used to being selfish. They just want to live a good life and are unwilling to endure a little hardship or take advantage of others.