Some unknown plane.
"Hey! Wake up, wake up quickly." There was an anxious and desperate voice in his ears, a slightly familiar female voice, but it was neither Ye Qing nor Ao Xuehua.
But why is it familiar? Ge Sheng asked himself subconsciously, but he didn't want to open his eyes at all.
He could feel the heat around him and smell the pungent smell of sulfur.
His head hurt so much that he didn't want to open his eyes.
Perhaps it was a subconscious protection mechanism. His subconscious thought that at this time, it was safer to close his eyes than to open them.
There were tiny droplets of water falling on his face, with a touch of warmth, and the familiar desperate and anxious female voice was still in his ears.
"I beg you, please wake up?"
Ge Sheng stretched out his hand and touched the water droplets on his face. Sure enough, it was warm liquid.
Then he opened his eyes.
What appeared in front of him was a girl's face covered with tears.
Short lilac hair and dove gray eyes.
Ge Sheng looked to the side of that face.
Sure enough, the smell he smelled in his dream was real. Ge Sheng felt the almost suffocating smell of sulfur in the air, and the astonishing heat that could almost burn life to a boil.
The tears that were originally cold became warm when they fell on her face.
And the sky.
Ge Sheng looked at the sky in disbelief.
It was a fiery red sky, and he had never seen such a sky in his memory.
It was as if the fire clouds filled the entire field of vision, and the entire field of vision was an endless sky filled with dark red twilight mist.
What on earth is this place!
Ge Sheng sat up and found that he was on a huge black rock. It was a little hot, but it was still within the tolerable limit.
He looked around and saw endless red magma.
They were churning, with sticky red bubbles rising from time to time.
This is a sea of magma, and as far as the eye can see, there are sporadic black islands dotted on this red hot sea.
No wonder it's so hot.
Ge Sheng couldn't help but tell himself, and then turned to look at the girl who woke him up:
"Where is this?"
"I don't know either." Ziquan replied biting his lip.
Her face was dusty and dirty, a bit funny, with traces of tears making wet scratches on the dust - she seemed to have fainted here for a while.
Ge Sheng thought of himself and knew that his appearance was probably no better than hers.
"I was already here when I woke up." Ziquan was already extremely frightened, so he called Ge Sheng in such despair.
Suddenly appearing in such a scary world, if you don't feel fear and despair, that would be a lie.
But when Ge Sheng asked her, she suddenly realized that the boy in front of her was as helpless and lonely as herself.
So she smiled instead, and the panic was forcibly expelled from the girl's heart. She stabilized her mind and spoke to Ge Sheng. Her tone was a little forced to be relaxed, but she was no longer panicked: "Maybe it's another dimension."
She looked around: "Fortunately, we landed on this boulder."
Ge Sheng looked at the hot red magma around him and couldn't help but nod.
"Otherwise, he would have been dead for a long time." Zi Quan said, then raised his hand and touched Ge Sheng's head.
The purple-haired girl unconsciously assumed the role of sister. Then she touched her waist and took out a silver kettle.
One of the standard equipment of the Snow Burial Society, everyone must carry a copy when going on a mission.
So I'm lucky that even if I'm thrown into another world this time, I can keep these life-saving things with me.
"Here." Ziquan handed it over.
She knew that Ge Sheng also had such a kettle on his body. Not only did he have such a kettle, but he also had dry food provided by the Snow Burial Society for everyone.
Only then did she think that if she killed Ge Sheng while he was unconscious, she would get double portions of food and water.
No, not only when you are unconscious, you can do this even now.
Then she smiled and dismissed the idea - even if there were a hundred people in the world who would do this, she was unfortunately the one hundred and first.
Because her subconscious action was to give her water to Ge Sheng - to share, rather than pointing at Ge Sheng's waist to indicate that he could drink her water.
I must have been born to be such a gentle fool. Ziquan couldn't help but laugh at himself slightly.
Ge Sheng did not think so much. He only felt that his mouth was extremely dry and his throat was slightly hot. He took the water, unscrewed the lid of the pot, and looked at the sea of magma around him. Although he was very thirsty, he was just He lightly moistened his throat and took a sip of water.
Ziquan suddenly blushed.
Only then did she realize that she had just drank water from this kettle before the mission began.
Maybe the saliva on it hasn't dried yet.
She shook her head vigorously to stop her random thoughts, blushed slightly and lowered her head, reaching out to take the kettle that Ge Sheng returned, and asked in a strange way: "Does it taste good?"
After saying that, Ziquan wanted to slap himself.
"Okay..." Ge Sheng just answered with the word "good" and finally realized the question.
He was an ice-smart boy, but a little dull. When he finally discovered the question of whether it tasted good or not, he couldn't help but glance at Ziquan's lips that were a little dry but still very attractive.
It's not right to say it doesn't taste good.
"Thank you." Ge Sheng finally decided to give up the question and chose to thank him in a low voice.
"I should be the one to say thank you." Ziquan lowered his head and spoke softly. She was very grateful to Ge Sheng for ignoring her question, but her gratitude was not about this.
Thank you for making me feel less desperate. Ziquan said softly to himself.
"Can't you go back?" Ge Sheng was silent and suddenly asked such a question.
Then he lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I caused trouble for you."
Ziquan raised his head and gave a gentle smile. This purple-haired girl originally had a heart-stopping tenderness: "No matter what, it's my fault that I couldn't save you."
Then Ziquan recalled the scene at that time and suddenly said: "Didn't I dump you at that time?"
that time.
Ge Sheng recalled the purple-haired girl who threw him out of the dangerous area at that time.
Then he bit his lip and whispered: "No."
He explained in a low voice: "Later, I pulled you again."
Ziquan's expression suddenly solidified.
She looked at Ge Sheng, her expression changed, and then she took a step forward.
"Snapped!--"
The purple-haired girl raised her hand and slapped Ge Sheng on the face with extreme force.
While the beating continued, she cursed continuously:
"Big idiot, big idiot, big idiot, big idiot, big idiot..."
Her voice became quieter and lower.
At the end, she slowly squatted down, held her head on the ground and cried bitterly: "I tried my best to save you."
Her voice was desperate and unwilling: "No, just to let you continue to die."
Ge Sheng covered his face and was speechless.
a long time.
The two men stayed there for a long time.
Until Ziquan raised his head from crying, his face full of tears: "Hey, can you promise me something?"
"What's the matter?" Ge Sheng felt at that moment that even if he died in front of her, there wouldn't be a trace of rejection.
Then the purple-haired girl spoke softly.
"If there is a next time."
She spoke with an extremely lonely expression:
"Please."
She softly spoke the next words
"Don't hold my hand, okay?"
