May there be no time to turn back

"HealChang!" Volkai was watching in front of the aid station, and seeing Changhe jumping off the off-road vehicle from a distance, he rushed out to greet him.

At the foot of Mt. Everest, there was a world of ice and snow. Chang He accidentally slipped and slipped. He got up without caring about the pain, and was hugged by Volkai with snow slag and ice particles all over his body.

"You're really here!" Volkai held Chang He's hand through each other's thick gloves, and his lips covered by the messy stubble trembled slightly, as if he was enduring great grief.

"Wolkai, what's going on?" Chang He asked anxiously in fluent English. Walking under the guidance of Volkai, he stepped onto the slippery ice and walked into the rescue station.

The aid station was noisy and chaotic, several doctors were bandaging some wounded, and three or two Sherpa guides were sitting in the corner, talking eagerly in their native language.

"We encountered an avalanche." Volkai lowered his eyes with sadness. "So far, there are still five people missing, including Tang Feng."

Everything in front of Chang He's eyes quickly became blurred, and she very much hoped that Volkai would say "April Fools!" with a smirk in the next second, but he just remained silent, covering his eyes with his wide, scarred palm.

Two days ago, when Chang He first received the call, he thought it was just an innocuous joke.

While clasping the mobile phone between his hands and explaining to Volkai the status quo of his estrangement from Tang Feng, he nestled on the sofa and pressed the remote control to adjust the channel in a leisurely manner.

Caught off guard by seeing the real-time report of the avalanche on CCTV, Chang He's heart skipped a beat, and his face instantly collapsed into a terrifying appearance like the collapsed ice and snow walls in the picture.

Rao immediately set off for the scene of the incident. Due to the remote location, it took him a long time to reunite with Tang Feng's surviving friends.

Volkai did not intend to ask Changhe to rush to the scene, but she stood in front of her despite all difficulties. Volkai couldn't help admiring her courage and determination.

"This is his luggage." Volkai sat on the folding bed in the ambulance station and handed a bulging package to Chang He.

Chang He pulled open the zipper, and inside were several spare sets of windproof and cold-proof clothing, a properly placed lens, a first aid kit, and some cash.

There was an inconspicuous velvet bag stuffed in the corner of the parcel, and Chang He took it out. Inside was a small and delicate golden pendant, reflecting the light under the reflection of the white snow outside the window.

This is the amulet given to Tang Feng by Changhe and Tang Feng under the torisu tree of the Japanese shrine a long time ago.

Changhe still clearly remembers that the day was sunny and sunny, the clear and crisp sound of Edo wind chimes echoed in his ears, and the lush leaves were rustling.Tang Feng stood among the shadows of the mottled trees, took it carefully and cherished, and said with a smile that he would always keep it with him.

You do have it with you all the time.

But now, you are no longer by my side.

Changhe's heart suddenly felt like a tearing pain, she bent down sadly, tightly holding the amulet, without saying a word.

"Heal Chang," Volkai patted her on the back comfortingly, "My condolences will change."

"What nonsense." Chang He raised his eyes and looked at Volkai fiercely and tragically. "He just disappeared, but he didn't die! He must not have died."

When the others heard the words, they all lowered their heads silently.

Unfortunately, it has been buried under the snow for such a long time. No matter how strong the desire to survive is, it may be difficult to withstand the bone-chilling cold.

The friends all knew that Tang Feng was in danger, but they also chose to keep silent.

After all, this was too cruel for Changhe.

At sunset on the western mountain, the local search and rescue team returned to the aid station and brought back two hard bodies from the mountain. Chang He rushed forward to identify Tang Feng.

"Look," Chang He choked up, both sad and grateful, "There is no body, so I say he is still alive."

The search and rescue team held a small meeting together to discuss whether it was necessary to continue going up the mountain.The survival rate of the trapped people is gradually decreasing with the passage of every minute and every second, and it is not worth the excessive consumption of manpower and material resources.They informed the Sherpa guide and group leader Volkai of their final conclusions, and communicated in detail about future arrangements.

"HealChang," Volkai hesitated and didn't know how to convey it, with a look of embarrassment on his face. "After dawn, we will collectively evacuate the rescue station and return to the nearest village. The search and rescue work will no longer continue."

But Chang He didn't respond for a long time, she sat on the bed with her knees hugged, her eyes were as calm as water, without any waves.

"Understood." After a while, she said softly.As if finally compromising with reality, no longer persist.

And the next morning, a huge commotion broke out in the aid station.

A set of rescue protective clothing and tools disappeared mysteriously, and Chang He himself disappeared with it.

Volkai and the others didn't know exactly when Chang He left the aid station in the dark, and how far he had traveled in the freezing and dangerous zone.

The avalanche flooded an entire slope on the mountainside of Mount Everest and formed a collapse with a steep angle and a huge range.A safety rope was firmly fixed to the corner of the cliff by thick iron nails. Chang He supported the thick cliff with his feet and had already descended to a very deep position.

Some climbers who couldn't dodge were rushed into this area, frozen stiffly in the seemingly thin and soft snow like a quilt.Who would believe that such a smooth and beautiful ethereal environment is like a demon opening its bloody mouth and swallowing countless lives.

The brightly colored clothes and shoes clearly showed the location of the deceased. Chang He stopped in mid-air and looked carefully at each one, praying secretly that there was no figure of Tang Feng, but he really did not find it.

Thank goodness.

She breathed a sigh of relief, clung to the rope with her frozen arms, and planned to climb up and continue searching in another direction.

The safety rope made her legs sore. She tried to lift her knees, but her legs were already numb due to the cold.

"Oh, evil." Chang He tried several times but failed, and finally exhausted all his remaining strength.She showed a self-deprecating wry smile, and stopped silently.

There was deathly silence all around.Chang He was a little hypoxic, breathing heavily with difficulty.

The body temperature is being pulled away from the limbs at a perceivable speed, and the body is gradually cooling down and numb.

"Tang Feng, you bastard." Chang He complained desolately, thick white air appeared around the mouth and nose, and quickly dissipated, "It's life or death, but I'll give you a certainty. Don't let people fuck you, I can't let go of my heart..."

Shengli sometimes can't clearly feel the pain, it is clear that the person is still living in a corner, no matter the surrounding environment is good or poor, at least he exists in the world, if the fate is not over, there is always the possibility of reunion.Compared with death, farewell is much crueler, with a clear destiny that cannot be seen in this life, and the dusty emotions are surging and cannot be vented, which makes people feel heart-piercing and painful.

Chang He is no longer afraid of the shadow of death hovering beside him, even though he is trapped here, his life has been seriously threatened.But if Tang Feng's death becomes an established fact——

No, she disagrees.

Chang He even wanted to cut the gods into pieces to commit heinous crimes, but he was not reconciled to them taking Tang Feng's life so easily.

It wasn't until this time that Chang He finally realized that he had long since been unable to get away from thinking about Tang Feng.

He sowed the rose seeds in Chang He's heart, and the flesh and blood watered them to grow wildly, and the deep red flowers blossomed out of intertwined roots, and also submerged the sharp thorns into the soft organs.No one has the ability to eradicate it, but any brutal killing is doomed to be full of holes and bruises.

Chang He blinked his eyes with difficulty, his vision was blurred, showing signs of snow blindness.She felt weak and tired, and drowsiness hit her in fits and starts, and she was almost overwhelmed.

"Tang Feng..." Chang He murmured indistinctly with his only consciousness, "I said I would block bullets for Gong Yaochen and make you care so much that you even want to stay away from me recklessly. But you Do you know... Do you know, if you are trapped in the sea of ​​snow and there is no hope of surviving, I would rather... die instead of you, I only hope... that I can... see you again... Tang Feng... please... must live... ..."

Chang He soon fell into a deep sleep, and the rope hung quietly in the air without making a sound.

"I saw her!" On the ridge not far away, Volkai pointed in Changhe's direction and shouted at the top of his lungs.

The search and rescue team gathered quickly and rushed to the collapsed place against time.