Chapter 322 (1/2)

Most of the wind and rain in the mountains is long and mighty. In the sleeping bag at midnight, song ye can hear the wailing of the trees outside, which sounds a little penetrating in the dark rainy night.

Before half dreaming and half waking up, song Ye suddenly heard something else outside, accompanied by a cry or two, and then quickly drowned in the sound of rain.

She got out of her sleeping bag and listened attentively to make sure that someone was calling. There were few people in the mountains and fields, and nine out of ten of them were students.

Since she heard it, she would not sit back and watch.

Putting on her raincoat, she walked out of the cave and followed the sound to the sound source.

”Anybody? Is there anyone here? ” Clattered, in the torrential rain, came the cry from the dark slope, the voice mixed with anxiety and helplessness.

Song ye turned on the mini flashlight and stood on the hillside to shine down. There was a faint voice, lying on the bottom, wet and washed by the heavy rain.

”Who's up there? Help me It seemed to feel the light source, and the voice below kept calling for fear that the shadow on the hillside would leave.

Song ye turned to the cave to get the climbing rope, but he could hear the shrill cry from the hillside. Later, his voice was hoarse.

”Don't shout. I'll put the rope down and pull you up.” Song Ye felt that the man was noisy, so he had to open his mouth and say a word. Then he put down the rope in his hand until the person below grabbed it and gently pulled it twice.

”I, I hurt my hand.” Song ye had been waiting for people to come up, but half a day later, the people below came down in frustration.

Song Ye suddenly a face of black line, again opened his mouth, ”tie the rope around his waist.” This rich man's son of a rich family has negative survival skills.

After struggling for a long time, the people at the bottom finally got it done. Song Ye didn't have to work hard to pull up the rope with the suction of space. Until the face at the bottom of the slope was seen by her, and their eyes met, they just glared at each other and felt the atmosphere was strange.

The man who fell down the hillside was Mencius Heng.

”Go back first.” Song ye took the rope, said a light, turned to go.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't move. When he looked back, he saw Meng Ziheng standing there in a mess. He said, ”my foot is broken.”

Song Ye looks at his left foot, which is hidden behind him. He has to go back again and put his arm on his shoulder and support him to transfer.

The dry fire in the cave is as warm as ever, with sleeping bags, firewood and comfortable hay cushions, just like the original appearance of life.

Song ye took off his raincoat. Seeing Meng Ziheng's mud wet and embarrassed, he also took a towel to him and ”dried and undressed.”

”What?” Mencius Heng has not yet recovered from the other party's comfortable living environment. Lengbu Ding hears such a sentence. For a while, he doesn't know what expression to do.

”Bake clothes, and fix the wound.” Song Ye finds two straight branches from the firewood pile and takes out the gauze from the backpack.

“…… Well. ” Meng Ziheng nodded awkwardly. He almost misunderstood the meaning of the other party just now.